Novels by Vinwriter

After two days, I was still in the prison cell with my baby. That doctor almost made me scared by telling me my baby was not going to live anymore. That was simply not true. She was still alive but not bubbling.I tried all the best I could to escape from this prison and I made all the plans I could. All to no avail.‘Why could I not activate my wolf powers. If I did, I could call my beta and ask him to activate a portal for me,’ I thought to myself.I then tried to use my wolf claws to see if I could penetrate the lock and unlock it like I see in the movies. ‘I can do this,” I thought to myself.Just then I heard some whispers and I got back to my normal human shape as to not alert the guards.“Did you hear what happened? Alpha Ethan has denounced Luna Ariana Jessica as the Luna. He has put her sister Jessica as the Luna,” guard one said.“What! How did you hear about this?” Guard two asked.“The news is everywhere. How would you hear when your ears are always inside a woman’s legs,”

I screamed in pain and I started crying while those two idiots were busy comforting themselves. My poor baby did not deserve this. Oh! I failed her! I should’ve fought and taken her to the hospital.“No Alana, please don’t die. Don’t go away and leave me. You are all I have please,” I begged her as I was talking to myself and I continued.As I saw that ***** lying down there and taking and taking up all the attention, I felt very furious again. With all the anger inside me I stood up from where I was and pounced on her.“Arrh!” She screamed and tried to fight me off.SLAM! SLAM!! SLAM!!!I gave her two slaps and Ethan came and tried to pull me to stand up from her.I usually am a very calm and collected person but this time around the rage was too much for me to ignore. What did this ***** think she was doing? And who did she think she was?“Will you leave her alone?” Ethan screamed as my blood pulse increased and I felt rage as he kept defending the evil she was doing.“Can’t you see

It had been a week since that dangerous incident happened. We never got to go to the party again.Ethan lied and told the guests to drink and merry that Alana had to go through some rite of passage that needed only her parents to be there for her and the crowd, unknowingly feasted till dawn while we were in the cold prison without any chance to at least change our clothes.Alana had started to develop a different illness minus the old one she had and we were struggling to treat.“God Alana I’m so sorry that I roped you into the middle of this. You honestly don’t deserve this. How do I take good care of you now that we are inside here?” I talked to Alana and I doubted she even heard me with the way she was shivering.“Mom please you should not worry about me, I can handle myself,” Alana said as she was stuttering.“My poor child. Desperate times call for desperate measures and I must see what I can do to help you.”I beckoned one of the guards to come. I prayed to the moon goddess to g

“Alana dear, please hold on! I’m coming, I’m trying to settle some issues with the elders,” I said to my daughter as I lied so that she would not come any closer.“What did you just say Ethan? Are you out of your mind?”Ethan had started to wear his clothes and he was turning his back at me. I had to go to him and turn him around so that he would see me as I was talking.“So you want to do this to me now huh? This is how you want to treat me after years of sacrificing and breaking my back for you. I have drank poison because of you. I protected you by drinking that wine so that we could identify if there was poison or not. I laid down my life for you.”“I did not ask you to,” Ethan fired.“Wow. Ungrateful much? I have been stabbed by assassins because of you. How many times have I put my life on the line for you,” I asked as tears were coming down my face?“Your years of being Luna in my palace and enjoying being catered for my servants and being honored are your repayment for your se

Today is Alana, my daughter's birthday and I’m so excited about what the day has to bring. My beautiful sweetheart will be turning eight this year and as the perfectionist that I was, everything had to be in order.I was standing at the great and grand pack hall that was going to be used for this joyous ceremony and my maid, Brielle, was standing by my side watching me while I worked.“Brielle can you hand over that balloon? And I thought I asked for blue and purple color? Why am I seeing red?” I questioned my maid authoritatively.“Oh I’m sorry ma’am,” Brielle said and kept her face down.“Why are you keeping your face down? Hurry up and go change these things. This is not a toddler slumber party, this is an eight birthday. I want everything to be perfect,” I said as I handed back the pink balloons to her and asked for other ones.“Yes ma’am I’m doing that instantly. Please hold on,” she said and rushed to the door.Immediately after Brielle left my sweetheart came into the room from