Novels by Barbie

Kael’s POVI returned home where everyone was still in the garden as if they had no will to be inside. From the distance, it looked like the perfect peaceful scene with the beautiful weather these days.They seemed to have prepared some late afternoon snacks and were enjoying them together. Eira was lounging in her chair, watching Raven play with Fluffy as he threw a ball and Fluffy brought it back, wagging his tail.The other pets were rolling on the lawn, with Vixen taking care of her kittens that always stuck to her like little gluttons.My brothers were around — Rafe guiding Raven in his play, Jason and Lucian bringing snacks while keeping watch, and Roman sitting quietly in the chair next to Eira.That was my world, my home, and I wished it could always be like this.I walked ahead and, of course, they noticed me. This time, of all people, my gaze only followed Raven, not even Eira.The little guy stopped playing and stared at me as if he had been waiting for me. I couldn’t under

Kael’s POVI reached Liam’s office where he was sitting behind the desk, going through some documents in his hands. His expression was serious.He offered me a nod. "Have a seat."I sat in the chair across from him and asked, "You look serious. Something wrong with Raven’s reports?"He let out a sigh. "Not sure how to put it — nothing wrong, but yes, at the same time.""What’s the matter?" I asked, not that I hadn’t expected anything to be wrong; the child had been in the hands of monsters who weren’t sure what they were doing to him.Liam put the file in front of me and said, "I studied his genetics, and I must say that child is no less than a miracle."Miracle? I raised a brow and looked through the file."It’s the kind that must have been born thousands of years ago — a rare combination between the strongest she-wolf and a top-tier Alpha," Liam continued. "Eira is indeed the kind of pureblood blessed by the moon goddess, born once in a century, but I am curious about who this power

Kael’s POVThe bitch smirked. "Alpha Kael, I have been with several Alphas all these years. Just by the frown on your forehead I can tell what you are even thinking."I simply stared at her; the smugness in her was infuriating. Only if she wasn’t Roman’s mother..."You are thinking of killing me, I know," she said with a smug smile playing on her lips. "Go ahead. I hope you will be praised for killing a woman who is already at the door of dying."So, the bitch was going to die. Very well. So I wouldn’t have to lift a finger and live with the guilt of killing the one who my brother once called a mother."Do you know why Roman never hurt me despite whatever I did?" she asked.Of course I knew as that’s what held all of us back even now.Still, she went on."Before he died, his father asked Roman to always protect me, no matter what. Then he bound him with an oath to never hurt me," she said, as if rehearsing a sermon. "If he breaks that oath by hurting me, you know what will happen to h

Kael’s POVAll of us returned home. It felt like everything was at peace finally, but I wasn’t sure how long this peace would last. After lunch, when Eira and Raven were napping, we had the chance to discuss things.Lucian told us about what he and Eira had talked about last night, and how she finally opened up about that incident."That day, why was Alice there? Why wasn’t she home?" I asked Lucian."We were busy even after Alpha training, learning new things by your side, and Mom was working late in the hospital," Lucian answered. "We didn’t know how she ended up there. And then we all were busy with our revenge, and the police had the culprit who killed her and betrayed our pack by colluding with Keiren..."I understood what he was trying to say. "The last call Alice got was from Keiren," Rafe said. "I managed to dig into her mobile more, though it’s entirely destroyed. He must have had something on her to be able to call her out, and she left without even telling anyone, despite

Jason’s POVI knew why Lucian left me alone, and I didn’t wish to fail him. Not just because of him, but I needed a chance to talk with her as well. I had wronged her more than anyone would have, and I knew she would never forgive me.That was the reason I stayed away from her, thinking I didn’t deserve her anymore. But today, I wanted to forget everything and talk with her.I went to her and stood by her side, looking into the page of the diary she was reading.Alice had written about Eira, her newly found friend. There were notes about her—what kind of a person Eira was, what things Eira liked, and every bit of information as if Eira was a project she had taken on.Alice even cursed Eira’s grandparents for being so strict with her, and she didn’t hold back her displeasure through her words."Not just in this diary, but whenever you were not with her, she would always talk about you. She loved you as much as she loved us," I said.Eira wiped her tears and nodded, her fingers tracing

Lucian’s POVSpending some more time at Kael’s parents’ resting place, we all left for the cemetery to visit Alice and my mother. That day, we weren’t the only ones there — other pack members who had lost loved ones during the massacre had also come to pay their respects.Despite their Alphas being present, no one disturbed us. They simply bowed from a distance in respect. Eira was, as usual, emotional, and Jason and I accompanied her to Alice’s grave.The three of us placed flowers and offered our respects. Tears rolled down her already moist eyes. I slipped my arm around her shoulder to coax her and said gently, "I told you last time, it wasn’t your fault. Alice knows that as well. She must be glad to see you and must be wishing for you to visit often, so she won’t feel lonely anymore.""I will..." Eira’s voice broke, "I... will visit you often, Alice. I will never let you feel lonely, just like you never let me be back then..."She wiped her tears and turned to Raven. "Come here."

Vivian didn't waste another second.She positioned herself beside the bed, steadied her breathing, and began.Acupuncture was never simple work. With a condition as rare and specific as Rosie's, the margin for error was essentially zero, every needle placement demanded a precision that left no room for distraction, no room for anything except the task in front of her. Vivian's world narrowed to the sleeping child and the work of her hands, moving with the quiet certainty of someone who had done this so many times it had become its own language.The minutes accumulated.Somewhere past the first hour, a fine sheen of perspiration appeared along her hairline. She didn't notice it. She noticed only Rosie, the quality of her breathing, the subtle shifts of color in her face, the gradual, unmistakable bloom of warmth returning to her cheeks as the session progressed.Finally, she withdrew the last needle.Stepped back.Exhaled.Rosie's face, slack and deeply asleep, had more color in it tha

Vivian pressed her lips to Rosie's soft cheek and raised her right hand with solemn ceremony."Never," she said firmly. "I have never once thought about leaving you. Every single day this week I've been figuring out how to get to you." She pulled back just enough to look at the small, tear-streaked face. "And haven't I come? I'm here, aren't I?"Rosie considered this from within the circle of her arms, sniffling quietly. The familiar warmth of his mother's embrace, the particular scent of her, clean and natural and entirely safe, worked its way through the week's worth of accumulated worry and loneliness and slowly, gradually, began to loosen the knot in the small chest.His breathing evened out.His rigid little shoulders dropped by degrees."Mom." His voice was very small now. "I want to go home."There was a beautiful room here, with Little Prince murals and star-painted ceilings and a grandmother who would move mountains for him. There was a father now, tall and quiet, who had tie

The small figure on the bed stirred at the sound of their voices."Rosie, are you asleep?"The moment Vivian said the name, the little figure exploded off the mattress like a spring that had been compressed for exactly one week too long. She spun around, sat up straight, and fixed two enormous, perfectly round eyes directly on Vivian's face.Mom!!He was the most beautiful thing Vivian had seen in seven days.Rosie in his tiger pajamas, hair slightly mussed from lying down, little face flushed and stunned and blazing with recognition, like a tiny prince from a storybook who had just spotted the one person he'd been searching for across the entire kingdom.Vivian's lips curved into the widest, most helpless smile she'd worn in a week. She tilted her head and asked softly, "Can I call you Rosie?"MomEvery instinct in Rosie's small body launched her forward, arms already reaching, heart already there.And then his eyes landed on the tall figure standing beside Vivian.he stopped.Plante

Victoria's smile widened as she beckoned Vivian forward with the warmth of a woman who had been waiting for exactly this kind of moment for years."Come in, come in, don't be shy, sweetheart. Come sit down." She patted the cushion beside her on the sofa. "I'll have someone bring fruit. What do you like? We have everything, just say the word.""Oh.. I" Vivian hadn't braced for this level of enthusiasm. She threw a sideways glance at the man beside her that said, quite clearly, help.Ethan received the distress signal and stepped smoothly forward."Mom." His voice was easy, unhurried. "Vivian is a traditional medicine practitioner. She studied acupuncture abroad, she's highly experienced in the field. I brought her here to take a look at Rosie. A TCM perspective might offer something the other specialists haven't." He glanced toward the staircase. "Where is he?"The effect on Victoria was immediate. The effusive hostess energy shifted, still warm, but now sharpened with genuine focus, t

The Hartwell Family Estate.Rosie had been quiet ever since they got home.He'd gone straight to his room the moment they walked through the door, no requests for snacks, no cartoons, no asking Grandma to read to him. Just small, careful footsteps up the stairs and the soft click of his bedroom door.The family's longtime housekeeper, Nanny Chen, watched the little figure disappear down the hallway and turned to Victoria with a worried crease between her brows."Ma'am, what happened? The young master seems so down. He was perfectly happy this morning."Victoria sighed, settling onto the sitting room sofa with the weight of someone who had been turning the same question over in her mind for the past hour. "I honestly don't know. One moment we were looking at clothes, he was laughing and pointing at everything, and then suddenly he was gone. Bolted out of the boutique like something had caught fire." She shook her head. "By the time I caught up to him outside, he'd already stopped. Just

The pressure of his lips against hers wasn't content with just grazing the surface, it wanted more, moving with a quiet insistence that sent a sudden flash of memory tearing through Vivian's mind. A hotel room. Darkness. Two people tangled together in desperation.She shoved him back."Mr. Hartwell." Her voice came out steadier than she felt. "What do you think you're doing?"There was nowhere to retreat. Her back was already against the door, and he hadn't moved far, just enough. His cologne drifted into the space between them, warm and clean and entirely too present to ignore.Ethan looked down at her. Her face was flushed, her breathing uneven, her eyes very wide and very direct. He was certain of one thing, the splitting tension that had been building behind his temples since morning had vanished the exact moment his lips touched hers.Gone. Completely.He held her gaze and said, with perfect composure, "If I told you I mistook you for someone else, would you believe me?"The ques