Novels by Spark

Valen’s POVThe thoughts thrilled me. Everybody wanted me. Even humans wanted me. When I get married, of course Gina would let me share without minding. If she complained about it, I would threaten her with divorce. She would have no choice, but to always allow me to do whatever I want to do. Besides, it was just the position of Luna that she desired. She was going to be the Luna as she wished for- have all the powers and get her name written in the books. And me? I was going to get old women I desired- humans and werewolvesThis lady in front of me, if she was a werewolf, I would have considered her to be my Luna"You could say that," I replied, almost losing my tongue in the processShe smiled and moved to the stool next to me. "I'm Anna.""Valen.""I know." She sipped her wine. "Half the city knows by now.""Everybody knows that I am the starboy of the pack," I said sarcastically. I was trying so hard but now to control myself.She laughed. Her laugh was another thing else. It was

Valen’s POVIt was crazy, but I had to admit I was enjoying it. I wondered what next hot chick would approach me. In my next life, I would be an Alpha descendant over and over again- it just comes with a lot of specsGirls that were not bold enough, or we’re scared of embarrassment we just say their his, hellos and walk past me gawking. Every girl wanted to get my attention. I was so desirable. I had so much value on the dating market. Even girls with their boyfriends, left the side of their boyfriend just to come and try their luck.I went practically everywhere around the mall.I went to the bookstore, the electronics store, even the jewelry store- I don’t wear jewelry-, just to see what would happen. At each place, girls found me. Girls followed me. Some were subtle, others were obvious. Some were beautiful, others were ugly. But they all wanted the same thing, to be the next Luna. This position that Veyra had, but threw awayThat was when my phone kept ringing. I looked at it, and

Valen’s POVShe didn't catch it. "Exactly! I mean, I come from a good family. My father is a Beta in another pack. I'm educated, I'm loyal, I would never embarrass you the way she has. I have everything you want in a woman. I will give you as many pups as you want- ten, hundred, you name it!."I looked her up and down slowly, letting my disgust show. I repeated the app, down movement. People around were quiet, just to listen to what I was going to say. "You think I would want someone like you?"Her confident smile started vanishing slowly. "I... what do you mean?"“Oh, you are dumb too?” I asked her. Earlier on, I wanted to be very polite so that my name would not trend for the wrong reasons. But I thought about it, and I decided to just do what I want to do. If I give the people a show, I would be the hot topic for longer. The second thing was that, my father was surely going to watch clips online, I didn’t want to look like I was inviting the girls into my life. The third reason was

Valen’s POVI was thinking to myself as I drove to the mall. Everything is working just as I wanted it to work. Gina is just the real deal. She’s just a luna I have been looking for. She gets everything done the way she wants to be done. If I instruct her to do something, if I tell her that something has to go a particular way, I am very sure that you will turn up like that. Veyra was now seen as unstable, drug-addicted, and unfit to be Luna. The pack was already turning against her. While Gina was just the supportive friend that people were now rooting for.I got to the mall and I just parked my car in the parking spot. My car is a type of car that everybody knows. When my father bought it for me on my birthday, it was the trending topic in the pack. People spent months talking about my car. So whenever I passed, everybody knew that I was the one. So as soon as I parked my car, they all knew it was me.I expected the eyes to turn immediately as I entered the mall, but the amount of p

Valen’s POVMy father looked at me in that kind of way that tells me that he is suspicious of me. I step back at him, trying to act very normal. "You want to tell me that you have not heard what people are saying, Valen?" He took another drag of his cigar and gulped down his drink. It makes me wonder how he could drink so much alcohol. The previous night, he took so much and as we spoke, he was still taking so much without shaking. I wonder if I should want to be like him going to the fact that I like alcohol so much too“No,” I replied“Have you checked the Internet this morning?” he asks me without looking at my face“No,” I reply"I'm hearing that the girl is a drug addict. That she cheated on you. That she's been putting substances in her food and selling it to pack members. Is that true?”"That's not true. Rumours should not be new to you. People say what they want to say, especially when it comes to the royal family.," I said smoothly. "We're fine. Everything is fine between us.

Valen’s POVIt was the next day already. When I woke up, I had not even processed everything that happened in the previous day. I immediately felt excited when memories of the previous day started hitting me. My skin was clammy and sticky. I knew I needed to take my bath immediately.The previous was very crazy. After Gina had done everything that she had done, the both of us had gone and had hot sex in the bedroom. Veyra had to finish the service work and everything that she was doing to make the party move and she had not noticed when I snuck out with Gina. Immediately I got the chance, I snuck out and had the best night of my life.Gina had sucked my dick to the extent that my skin peeled off period we were just celebrating our success. I didn’t go back to the party. We just had sex till the party was over. After that, Gina went back to her house saying that she was going to meet me in the morning for us to celebrate properly.Me and Gina had done drunk sex, pouring liquor into eac

First Person’s PerspectiveElenaI opened the door to one of the guest rooms on the second floor of the mansion.“This one is yours now,” I said, turning to look at Percy.She stood in the hallway, looking unsure, like she didn’t know if she should come inside.“Are you sure?” she asked softly. “I can stay somewhere else. I don’t want to cause more trouble.”I stepped aside and waved her in. “You’re not causing trouble. You’re safe here.”Percy walked into the room slowly. She looked around at the clean bed, the large windows, and the soft carpet. She touched the curtain like she hadn’t seen one in years.“I don’t deserve this,” she whispered.I stood beside her. “You deserve to breathe. To rest. That’s all this is.”Percy turned to me. Her eyes were red but dry now. “Thank you, Elena.”I gave her a small smile. “You’re welcome.”We stood there for a moment. It was quiet.“I’ll let you settle in,” I said and began to turn around.Just as I was about to close the door behind me, I hear

First Person’s PerspectiveElenaIt was quiet in the room.Salvatore lay next to me, his hand gently resting on my waist. The night outside was calm, but I could feel the tension still sitting in the air. My body was tired, but my mind was not.He pulled me a little closer.“Are you sure about this?” he asked softly. “About Percy?”I turned my head to look at him. His eyes were serious, like he needed to know the answer.“Yes,” I said. “I’m sure.”He brushed my hair behind my ear. “You don’t have to forgive her. Not for anyone. Not even for her or your worthless father”“I’m not doing it for you or anyone ,” I said. “I’m doing it for me. For her. Because no matter what she did, she didn’t deserve the pain she went through.”He nodded slowly. “You’re stronger than you think.”I gave a small smile. “I don’t feel strong.”He leaned down and kissed my shoulder. “You are.”His lips moved to my neck, slow and soft. I closed my eyes.“I’m proud of you,” he whispered. “And I love you.”My bre

Person’s PerspectiveElenaIt was hard to keep still as I sat beside Salvatore, but my hands were a tight fists in my lap. My nails were digging into my skin, but I didn’t care. That was actually the least of my worries at that momentThey were talking trash. The council. The Alphas from the West Wolf Region.Saying nonsense.Saying Percy should be punished for what she did to Ron.Punished? For standing up for herself? For finally fighting back?I wanted to scream.Yes, Percy had been rude to me before. She insulted me. Looked down on me. Treated me like garbage.She was mean. She was a bitch.But she didn’t deserve to be beaten. Not every night. Not every day. Not ever.No woman did.I looked at the Alphas around the long table. Some were nodding as Ron spoke. His lip was busted, his eye swollen. He looked ridiculous with the bruises Percy and Marisa gave him. But his voice was still full of pride.“She brought shame to my pack,” he said loudly. “A Luna cannot raise her hand agains

First Person’s PerspectivePercyIt’s now old news that Ron physically assaults me at any chance he gets.People pretend they don’t see it. Some say it’s none of their business. Some say I should just “be quiet” and “be a good Luna.”But they’re not the ones being pushed, slapped, kicked, and screamed at.They don’t see how I flinch when someone raises a hand too fast.They don’t feel the fear in my chest when I hear footsteps outside the bedroom door at night.I used to sit and cry. I used to wait, hoping someone would save me.But now…I’m done waiting.Now it’s either I leave this toxic marriage, or I die trying.I sat on the floor in the corner of my room, my phone shaking in my hand.My face was swollen from last night’s slap. My arms were sore. But my heart… it was stronger than ever.I took a deep breath. My thumb hovered over the screen. Then I did it.I called Marisa.“Percy?” Her voice came fast, worried. “Are you okay?”“No,” I whispered. “I need help. I’m done. I want out.

Third Person’s PerspectiveIt was late at night when Percy heard the door slam open.She was already sitting on the edge of the bed, her hands shaking. She knew what that sound meant. Ron was home. And he was drunk again.She quickly got up and ran to the mirror. She fixed her hair and wiped the little makeup left on her face. She didn’t want him to say she looked lazy. She had learned the hard way that even so small could make him angry.She heard his footsteps in the hallway. They were loud and uneven. He was walking like someone who couldn’t balance. She knew he had been drinking.“Percy!” he shouted.Her whole body froze. She didn’t answer. She knew better than to shout back.He opened the bedroom door so fast that it hit the wall.“There you are,” he said, slurring his words. His eyes were red and half closed. He smelled like alcohol and sweat. His shirt was unbuttoned and his pants were dirty.“You didn’t come out to welcome me home,” he said, stepping into the room.“I… I didn’

Third Person’s PerspectiveElena stood in the kitchen, humming a soft tune as she stirred the pot on the stove. The smell of fresh herbs filled the air. It was just another quiet evening in the mansion."Shit!" Elena cursed as she mistakenly touched the hot pot on the cooker. She immediately dipped the finger into a bowl of cold waterBut then, she suddenly felt the presence of someone behind her, she opened the pot, raised the glass lid and saw that it was Salvatore . She was aware that whenever he went to her in the kitchen, he wanted her in bed, she smiled and shook her ass in a seductive wayShe felt him swallow hard, which only widened her smile. Before she knew it, he already had his hands wrapped around her waist, he pressed her ass against his dick making her moan and him, biting his lipsShe tilted her head backwards, and they rubbed their lips together. After some time, they kissed, but it wasn't deep or long"Hmm! You smell delicious, I want to eat you whole" he said in a w

Alora’s POVFive words- words that have thrown me off balance“Your mother died when you were born…” is that not what Agatha said?” Melody is confusedI cannot breathe properly. My legs heavy and shaky. The twins are still crying. Everything is chaotic amd my head swimsThe door is thrown open as two servants rush in"Your Majesty!" exclaims the second servant as she hurries to my side to hold my shaky body. “What has happened?"I open my mouth, but I cannot speak, I just gasp"The children are crying " the first says, lifting my son from his crib."Your Majesty, please sit before you fall,” thesecond says as she guides me to the nearest chair,"Go and call the king!” the first commands, but I don’t know who she is commanding, but the door slams and I hear running"It's a trick," Melody insists. "Someone is pranking us”But what if it isn't? What if my mother has been alive all this time?The first servants manage to quiet my son, ans she moves to mu daughter"Stop crying little princ

Alora’s POVSix months later, I am lying in a hospital bed, holding the sheets because of my contractions. I hate how I feel"Push!" Dr. Belimah commands meI push with all my strength, a guttural scream tearing from my throat as I feel like I am tearing up. The pain is so bad. It feels like my body is splitting in two and then scattering like sand"Please, I can't," I cry, “I can't do this anymore. Please."Melody growls inside me. She is in pain too. “Let us try, Alora!”Another contraction hits, and I scream again. The midwife wipes my forehead with a cloth while Dr. Belimah positions herself between my legs."The head is crowning," she announces. "One more big push, Dr White. You can do this!” At this point I almost give out that my name is not White, but AloraSummoning strength, I push with everything in me- I want this done with. After this baby, I don’t think I will ever allow myself to be pregnant again. I feel an intense burning sensation in my private part as it stretches l

Alora’s POVI can't process it all. I sink to my knees, tears streaming down my face. My real mother- a woman named Helen who loved my father. A woman who died thinking her baby was dead, never knowing I lived.Through my tears, I see movement in the corner. My father is shaking, silent tears streaming down his face. Helen was the love of his life. He has been trapped in his paralysed body all this time, hearing everything, unable to speak or move.Lucas has disappeared- he slipped out during the chaos, probably to find his mother and siblings, to get them away from this cursed place.I wipe my tears and stand. I am the white wolf. I cannot be weakI walk to my father's wheelchair and kneel before him. Looking into his eyes, I see how sad he is. How he regrets abandoning me. Without even touching him, I heal him gently"Come back," I whisper. "Your wolf, your strength, your voice, your entirety. Come back to us."The poisons Agatha has been feeding him neutralises. His suppressed sta

Alora’s POV“Are you not sleeping with the guard!?” I say in utter disgust***“We can share, that is why we are a team,” Agatha says with a broad smile as if enjoying how disgusted I look“You what!?” I scream, losing control at the amount of atrocities being committed in this house. Even father shakes visibly at the revelation. I can see his face cort slightly in disgust- the highest reaction he can give. He is sick, paralyzed even, but he is not deaf. Even Lucas seems to understand this part. He pauses and looks at them, confusion and disgust equally in his face“You know what, I don’t care what the both of you do with your bodies. I just came here for dad”I proceed to move toward Lucas slowly, reaching out to him carefully. His mind is shattered, broken by grief and possibly magic. Agatha has always dabbled in the atrocities"I can help you," I say to himAs I approach Lucas, I feel a sudden movement around me. Melody screams warning me as Agatha and Leah move with wolf speed, t

Alora’s POV"Alora, my dear daughter. How rude. Not even a hello to your mother? After all that I have done for you?"I want to ask her what she has done for me ever since I lost consciousness order than make me feel worthless, but I did not come here to trade words with her. "I did not come all the way from my kingdom to this pack to exchange pleasantries," I reply coldly. "I cannot pretend we are on good terms, Agatha. I come for my father."“You now call me Agatha? Not even mother?” she fakes her shocked response“I started calling you by your name a long time ago, you were just too cruel to notice. You saw me as nothing, so you did not notice. Now I am something, you want to form a bond between us, a collaboration of mother and daughter, but that would not happen!”Her smile falters slightly, but she regains herself. “And why is that?” she asksBefore I can respond, the side door opens and Leah who excused herself earlier because she could not stand my presence and she and Agatha

Alora’s POVAn older woman steps into my path, falling to her knees because she cannot look at my face. I know her- she is Fiona, the she-wolf who once worked in the pack house kitchens. She was in fact wicked to me. Sne called me useless a lot of times, smacked my face and hit my head on the wall whenever she had the chance to. Ahe only stopped when I was grown and after I fought her back one day, stabbed her arm with a pair of scissors. I wonder what she wants now. She must be delusional to think that I will help her with whatever request she is about to mas"White wolf," she says with a shaky voice. Even she is judging herself. “Please, help us. Our land is dying."I stop, looking around properly for the first time. The Midnight Pack territory looks... horrible- even worst than how the Alistair kingdom was looking like bef I broke the curse. The trees are withering, fields that should be green, lush and fruitful are barren. The people themselves look thin, their clothes worn out.