مكتبة
بحث
بيت / Paranormal / FAT GIRLS can’t be LUNA / Come Alone If You Want It Back

مشاركة

Come Alone If You Want It Back

مؤلف: Felycia Shatt
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-05-13 14:59:27

Mabella's POV

"The Ruby is gone."

Fred’s voice hit the corridor like a slap. We all froze.

I spun around so fast my head spun. He was rushing toward us from the vault wing, face pale, eyes wild and red-rimmed like he’d just been punched in the soul.

"What the hell do you mean it’s gone?" Alfredo barked, stepping forward. "Fred, talk to me."

"Overnight," Fred said, breathing hard, almost gasping. "Third hour rotation. The outer door was completely intact. No forced entry, no alarms, nothing. It’
استمر في قراءة هذا الكتاب مجانا
امسح الكود لتنزيل التطبيق
الفصل السابق الفصل التالي
الفصل مغلق

أحدث فصل

  • FAT GIRLS can’t be LUNA   Your Brother Is Still Alive

    Mabella’s POV“You really came.”I stopped at the edge of the clearing, my voice carrying across the damp grass before I could think better of it. The words tasted bitter on my tongue. The old orange tree stood heavy with fruit behind her, its sweet rotting scent thick in the morning air. Alfredo and Fred lingered two steps back in the tree line like I had asked, but I could still feel them watching.The woman turned slowly. My mother. Or the ghost of her. “Mabella,” she said, low and careful, like my name might break if she spoke it too loud. “I wasn’t sure you would. After everything.”“After everything?” I let out a sharp, ugly sound that was supposed to be a laugh. “You mean after I spent fifteen years believing you burned on that pyre? After I stood there until the ashes went cold and they had to drag me away? Yeah. I still came. Because apparently I’m still stupid enough to hope this Ruby nonsense might fix something.”She looked older up close. Silver threaded through her dark

  • FAT GIRLS can’t be LUNA   Come Alone If You Want It Back

    Mabella's POV"The Ruby is gone."Fred’s voice hit the corridor like a slap. We all froze.I spun around so fast my head spun. He was rushing toward us from the vault wing, face pale, eyes wild and red-rimmed like he’d just been punched in the soul."What the hell do you mean it’s gone?" Alfredo barked, stepping forward. "Fred, talk to me.""Overnight," Fred said, breathing hard, almost gasping. "Third hour rotation. The outer door was completely intact. No forced entry, no alarms, nothing. It’s just… not there anymore. Vanished.""That’s impossible," Alfredo growled, voice rising. "The protections were supposed to hold for weeks—""They were weaker than we thought, okay?" Fred snapped back, sounding wrecked. "Way fucking weaker. Whoever took it knew the exact degradation level. Down to the hour, Alfredo. They didn’t guess. They timed it perfectly."I looked at Serena. She stood there frozen, one hand gripping her shawl so tight her knuckles were bone-white. "Serena… you knew this mig

  • FAT GIRLS can’t be LUNA   Someone Is Coming for the Ruby

    Alfredo's POV"The Ruby."Fred said it from the war room doorway, voice low and tight in a way that made me drop everything immediately.It was barely past the fifth hour. Mabella had shaken me awake twenty minutes earlier with that look on her face — the one that said shit had changed overnight and she needed me up before she could even breathe through it. Serena stood right behind her, calm as hell, like she’d been waiting three years just for this moment.Now the four of us were crammed in the war room with the early morning grey pressing against the windows. Fred had the old vault records spread open on the table like they’d personally betrayed him."The protection wards," Fred said, eyes still glued to the papers. "Last renewal was seven years ago.""The protocol’s supposed to happen every five," I said slowly, already feeling the weight sink in."Yeah.""So they’ve been weakening for two years."Fred just nodded. "Yes."I turned and looked at my mother.She met my eyes without f

  • FAT GIRLS can’t be LUNA   The Sacred Ruby Was Never Safe

    Mabella's POV"He cried once."Serena said it so softly I almost missed it. She was cradling her tea with both hands, staring into the low flicker of the lamp like the memory was playing right there in the flame."Alfredo?" I asked."Yeah." She gave a small nod. "He was seventeen. His father had just sat him down and told him he’d be Alpha one day. Instead of looking proud, he came straight to my room that night. Sat in the chair by my bed and didn’t say a single word for the longest time." She paused. "Then he cried. Quiet. Like he was trying to do it without making a sound."I watched her face. "What did you do?""Nothing," she said. "I just let him. That’s the part nobody warns you about when you’re raising someone strong. Sometimes the best thing you can do is sit there and not look away while they fall apart." She met my eyes. "He needed to know I could see all of it and still believe he’d be okay."The lamp hissed softly between us."He doesn’t cry now," I murmured."No," Serena

  • FAT GIRLS can’t be LUNA   The Fourth Hour Confessions

    Mabella's POV"You're awake."Serena's voice came from the doorway, low and warm in the middle of the night. I looked up from my tea, a little startled but not surprised. She stood there in her heavy shawl, boots still on like she’d just come back from the ride."So are you," I said, waving her in. "Come sit. Couldn't I sleep?""I wake at the fourth hour," she replied, crossing the room and dropping into the chair across from me like it was hers. "Always have. Old habit that refuses to die." She eyed my cup. "Any more of that tea left?"I stood up, poured her one, and slid it over. We both settled back, the lamp burning low between us, the rest of the palace dead quiet."How are you feeling?" I asked after a minute. "Honestly. After yesterday.""Strong," she said simply, wrapping both hands around the warm cup. "Tired, yes, but strong. That ride showed me I still have a long way to go with my stamina." She let out a small huff. "Caspian is going to be absolutely insufferable about it,

  • FAT GIRLS can’t be LUNA   The Ashborne Queen Closed the War

    Alfredo's POV"That's her," Fred said quietly.I was already kicking my horse forward before the words fully left his mouth.The pre-dawn air was grey and biting cold as I closed the distance. Even from here I could tell it was her — the way she sat that horse, back straight like a queen, chin tilted up, that unshakable certainty in every line of her body. Three years in a bed and she still looked like she owned the damn road.I pulled up beside her.She turned her head and met my eyes."You're faster than I expected," she said, almost amused."You left the charter open to page one hundred and forty-seven," I shot back. "What the hell did you expect?"The corner of her mouth twitched. Almost a smile.I scanned her face, her posture, her hands on the reins. The color was good. Eyes sharp. No shakes. "You alright?""I'm perfectly fine," she said. "I told you I would be.""You told me nothing," I growled. "You left a damn note.""A very thorough note," she corrected, calm as ever.Mabell

فصول أخرى

قد تعجبك أيضًا

استكشاف وقراءة روايات جيدة مجانية
الوصول المجاني إلى عدد كبير من الروايات الجيدة على تطبيق GoodNovel. تنزيل الكتب التي تحبها وقراءتها كلما وأينما أردت
اقرأ الكتب مجانا في التطبيق
امسح الكود للقراءة على التطبيق
DMCA.com Protection Status