Abdl Fanfic Mga Nobela at Kwento

"You know what, I'm not in the mood to talk, just send the hundred to my personal account. Okay? Let me not be angrier than I am with you." I sink to the floor and watch him leave the room in his cargo pants and black tee shirt that has 'Wicked' emblazoned across the back. It is what he is, wicked. Abdul is surely showing the real him. Song for the chapter- Best thing I never had (Beyonce)

"Where do I fit into your fantasies, Alyssa? What scene could we act out together that could get you as flustered as you are now?" Heat floods my cheeks, but the steady pace of his fingers leaves me too far gone to feel embarrassed. I hum softly, trying to focus. "You'd think it's stupid." He pinches lightly, drawing a gasp from me. "Try me." I close my eyes, letting the fantasy come to life in my mind. "You're a teacher, and I'm your student. College, obviously." His breath hitches, and I can feel him harden beneath me. "Somewhat ethical. Go on."

Gosh...why the hell did I have to do that? I kept mentally scolding myself, now standing all alone in the crowd of people -ironically, I know- watching Azrael and that Abbadon chick slowly dancing together, seemingly arguing about something. Shit...what if she’s his “angel girlfriend” or something? That would be sooo awkward... But it would also make sense...I mean look at her...long blonde hair, curves to die for and piercing blue eyes... She practically looks like every guy’s wet dream.

Third Person's POV Adelaide was Alpha Bentley's daughter of the Frostfang Pack, a decorated figure on the southern border, and Alpha Lance's future mate. Her position towered over Ulrik's. "Ulrik, if you hadn't used your merits to ask Lycan Erasmus for our mating bond, where would you and Adelaide be now?" Velda's voice turned soft yet madly self-destructive. The question struck Ulrik's core. His facade crumbled, his face drained of color.

I was now an avenging angel without any feeling or remorse. "I'm Abby short for Abalone", I said. I knew it was the perfect icebreaker. It made people curious to know more about my name the nickname Abby my brother used to call sounded harmless even to humans. She was still silent though. I watched her casting a fearful look towards the door. I understood her misery she was worried that she should be punished for disobeying the alpha.

‘I want to take you from here as you stare through the window to see our world and our people. I want you to develop a whole new bond with just not the people but this world too, I want you to have a connection with my world babe.’ Abbadon says as he comes back up to stand at my back. ‘Mmm’ I say as he aches by back into him. ‘You want that?’ He asks and I nod. ‘Talk to me babe. You want that?’ He asks again. ‘Yes.’ I respond just as he also pushes into me. ‘Aah’ I scream and he also lets out a strain of curse words.

“I mean… yeah, maybe it wasn’t planned, but I was mad. I was so mad at her, Abuela. She kept talking, poking at me like she wanted me to snap. She kept bringing up Kaden, the baby, my mate bond. She made me feel small, like I didn’t belong here.” Abuela watched me with those sharp eyes of hers. She didn’t say anything yet. “And honestly,” I continued, “I don’t like her. I never did. She shows up out of nowhere, claiming she’s Kellan’s mate, like that gives her the right to talk down to me and when she found out the baby wasn’t Kellan’s… she was happy. I saw it in her face. She was happy. She wanted me to break. Maybe… maybe I did want to hurt her.”

Abby's POV “See who we have here. Abbyyyy!” Freya screamed, rushing toward me. I quickly ended my call with Hayden just before she pulled me into a tight hug. She stepped back and turned me around like a spinning doll. “Goddess, you look freaking different! Seems the ruthless Alpha knows how to take good care of his wife.” I could feel my cheeks heat up. I pressed my palms to my face. Ugh, I was blushing like a teenager.

I raised up my head and looked around the compound. My breath suspended as I caught Abdul's eyes on me. I blushed, looking away. I and Abdul has gotten more closer since the day we kicked up his plan to make Bayo jealous. He was there for me through out the surgery, assuring me I was going to survive it and I did. Bayo came over to the hospital during the surgery, but I've longed stopped caring about Bayo, he doesn't even exist to me. There is something about Abdul that catches my interest. Men like Abdul are scarce in the world we are now. The woman in his life is lucky to have him.

I stared at the heart pulsing under her skin, and before I knew it, my hand drifted toward her chest, toward the heart that had once belonged to my mother. Just as my fingers were about to touch her, I stopped. At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to rip that heart out of her body, but I couldn't. "Ashley, you're too childish, and your love is even more childish than you are. True love never stays on the surface." I lifted my right hand. It was whole, with all five fingers intact. Ashley's eyes widened in shock as she stared at my ring finger in disbelief. It was a realistic mechanical finger custom-made for me by Ava. Although it lacked sensation, it looked no different from a real fi