Trouble has come knocking on the Hatherleigh family door and the one to shield it off is no other person but Elise Hatherleigh. First in line and renowned as a world class fashion icon. Elise is dragged into a world of greater luxury, contempt and betrayal. Carl Blackburn, whose brooding and dark nature sends shivers down her spine both with fear and desire. To anyone, sacrificing Elise as a bride for the Luna Stone was more than appropriate. She was the perfect candidate and hence, the answer to the question on 'who will bell the cat' fell on her shoulders. The fate of Elise now depends on her decision! All Rights Reserved! This entire book or any portion of it thereof.. should, and must not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express permission of the Writer/Author. Copyright 2022 THE LUNA STONE
View MoreI shook off the dead grasses lying helplessly on my cotton gown, plastering most part of it. Some stubborn one refused to fall off, so I let them be. Sprinting out of the compound, Deryl called out to me, "Irisha…!" I halted abruptly, and wheeled my head back to them. "This way, not that way!" He gestured, showing me the correct way to follow. I quickly retraced my steps, running through the right path, my mind raced. "Why would I even be bothered about him when I know he doesn't even care about me like a mate is supposed to do to the other? Am I not being stupid here?" I questioned the air as I continued in my dishonored gown, sullied with lots of mud as I looked down on me. "Yes Irisha, you're only acting like a fool here!" Someone said and I stopped briskly, looked around but saw no one. Maybe that was my thought. I confirmed, and continued. I was actually right, it was my thought playing a fast one on me there. I felt a force directing me to where I knew not. I kept moving-
Words are weighty, but some are far weightier than others. My heart leaped into my throat, hammering right in my chest, pounding so hard as terror stabbed my heart. Her words felt like thunder down me as they were uttered, my defiant words marked my fear as my feet became numb, and suddenly wobbled like I just stepped on a heap of jellies as I walked. "Hang on Irisha…!" I could hear someone say, probably one of them, either Irialah or Lavel, but I just couldn't detect whose it was. I saw myself going down each passing second, not that I was sick or losing my balance, but I was actually experiencing it. My fears have finally come to play in my life now, every spoken word of prophecy is gradually and automatically coming to pass now as it was said, even by the old-young witch of the cauldron and fire furnace. Still trying to get back my balance, and abruptly, I began to hear swift and sudden movements, echoing from behind us. I struggled to twist my head, glared ahead and then I not
I blinked, trying to process the words as they escaped from their roots, down to my being. I blinked again, like once, twice, thrice; "his name is Suavil..?" My mind wondered where he's from as I stared into his being. "Confused..?" His cold words drew me back to my view before me like a map being sketched on a piece of cardboard paper on a drawing board. He creased his forehead like he was upset, maybe he was. It was when he smiled, letting out those soft chuckles from his lips, I realized he actually wasn't. "I'm from South-" he paused. His lips partly opened, as he stared in one direction. I waved my hand across his face, and he slid it away, but gently. "Look, Irisha; he is here!" Suavil mentioned, motioning his head ahead forward, in the empty air.I quickly looked in the direction, Alpha Grey..? Gosh! I adjusted myself immediately, looking at my toes, as I watched them wriggling. An instilled silence suddenly erupted from nowhere, and even the drop of a pin on the ground c
The sudden silence that engulfed the woods drenched me as I stared into Naellin's palm. Just a few chirpings of birds and insects could be heard, not even the rustling of dead leaves as others walked upon them, made any sound. My eyes trailed up to his face, that funny smiles were something I just couldn't comprehend. My eyes back again to his hand, "You can call me Irisha." I said, accepting his handshake. "I can..? Like, that's not really it?" He questioned and I wondered his reasons for asking such. "That's my name; Irisha." I confirmed, with a nod. Double nods. I glanced around, for I wasn't prepared to accept any whip from any fucking, goddamn guard, I was sure we were still in the crowd. "Hi," Naellin said. Wondering why he said 'hi' again, I turned and he wasn't the one. It was Irialah. "Oh, Irialah.. Good to see you looking cool today!" I said as I tugged her into a warm hug.She smiled."Naellin, meet Irialah.." I said, facing Naellin. "Irialah, Naellin." I introduced
The hallway to Ariana's room seemed dead in silence and deserted; with no noise of traffic; you can literally hear the chirping of the birds from outside and the rustling of leaves as they released their rhythmic voices and sounds transmitted through the heavy waves. So soothing to the ears…I paused and looked ahead, far deep into the place, my mind racing to different angles, not knowing what or where exactly to do or go. I tried to listen to my thoughts, yet nothing was forthcoming. Everything seemed blank, no matter how hard I tried to eavesdrop. I just couldn't mindlink her."What if someone catches me here, what would I say I'm doing here?" My heart leaped in terror instantly, I took a deep breath, took a step- two steps, glanced around, there was no one. "Well.." I shrugged and continued. Few seconds into my walk, a shrill cry pierced my eardrums, and I screeched, contouring my face. "What the fuck are you doing there? Would you get back into your quarter?!" Someone blasted f
Still soothing my aching head, looking around for help, I felt so weak and I had to sit. "Do you think Alpha Grey would tolerate any form of delay, should you stay back here for the next two minutes?" Someone spoke from behind me, and I quickly turned to see who it was. A strange face. "It's me, Irisha," she tapped me, "Irialah." She spoke. I looked back at her again, she was thesame middle aged woman. "Never knew your name was Irialah, sounds so much like mine." " Yeah.. and that's one that attracted you to me, for you bear thesame name as my daughter.""Your daughter..?" I became more interested in her story. "Please can you tell me more about this daughter of yours?" I held her hands. "Oh sorry, it skipped my mind.. I'm so sorry…." I quickly withdrew my hands, seeing that I just got hers stained with my blood. "No no no no… you've done nothing wrong, Irisha.." she said hurriedly, maintaining a stable gaze into my being, as she tried to wipe her hands on her dresa. "Please, d
Ariana..?Oh, moon goddess! My eyes loomed, as I saw it was Ariana. "Why would you ever think of doing such a thing?" I asked, giving her a small but a bit hard slap on her left arm. She screeched. "I thought it was a rogue initially." She bursted into a heavy laughter, cracking out her ribs as her pretty looking set of teeth flashed into my eyes like the sudden flash of sunlight in the dark. I never knew she'd got such a good sense of humour. I hissed. It took her some time to get a hold of herself, as she fell on the bed, sprung up again on her feet, and back to the bed, concurrently, clapping her hands against the bed and on her thighs. "You're such a funny girl! Imagine how you were so prepared to strike back!" She cackled again. I couldn't say anything any further, I just stood by, watching as she displayed. And,"Why did you have to shift into your wolf? Just to scare me I guess!" My words cracked out of my throat. I looked down to my feet as I felt a rope like stuff circli
Alpha Grey…?The stiff gaze on my face would explained it all; I was gripped in terror, as his sunny colored glare dashed into my popped ones, and then scanning all over my body. And in a swift glare, his eyes pierced mine, the connection began to flow. All of a suddenly, there was a huge silence in the room as his gaze shifted from serious to being concerned. He twirled his hand on my palm, my waist, and then he cleared his throat, snapping me back into my world of reality."What were you doing in that bowl, or.. is that how you take your bath?" He furrowed his eyebrows. His usually husky voice turned low, and soft.I didn't know what to give to him as an answer. Just my glare wasn't enough. "Do you know you don't just have to sit in here without looking outside of your environment, especially once it's getting dark out there like this?" He pointed out through the window.Yes, he was right. Feeling too relaxed wasn't the best. I needed to ask, but how dare I question an alpha?! I p
My anger suddenly doused down, a bit, as I saw Alpha Grey walk in. I looked up to the sky- the ceiling, "oh moon goddess, thank you so much for being there for me; even though I think it's just this once." I appreciated, and let out a sigh of relief. Back again to Alpha Grey, the shock in my eyes said it all, as he stared brazenly into my eyes. I studied him with a predator’s unwavering attention; "this isn't going to be funny…" I concluded as he walked closer to me, with fury blazing and oozing from all over him. Surprisingly, I wasn't quivering. I stood firm, watching, and waiting for his touch. His countenance immediately changed, his hands clenching and loosening at intervals, chest pounding, and his nipples grew harder. That broad chest.Those abs.. "Here you go… and I've been searching everywhere for you." Ariana said as she was walking in, running her fingers on the wall as she strolled.I snapped."You don't seem okay, Irisha; what's going on with you?" Ariana twirled her
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