Ae-karina Novels & Stories

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

She attacked my lips and in a swift move, she was straddling me, her hands in my hair. Camila, Camila, Camila. Camila Brinx- Camorra. Deep, open mouthed kisses, mixed with the cool air of the night, a dream. Our lips felt perfect against each other, she felt perfect in my arms. The sound of the ocean now rushing, or maybe that was my blood rushing through my veins, kick starting my adrenaline. Whenever I'm with Camila, it's like a fever dream.

“The Moon Goddess has better plans for us. Be strong, Emily. I know you can do it.” “But what if I fail? What if I can’t bear a child? What if we can’t—” Millie let out a soft chuckle that cut off Emily. “Relaxed, Emily. You’re a daughter of an Alpha. Drake is an Alpha King. Your blood is powerful, and he is even more.” “But why does he need a carrier—a breeder? Why can’t he just—” “That’s not for me to tell, Emily. Like you, I don’t know either.” Millie smiled.

“You are a little firecracker, aren’t you?” “I just don’t take anyone’s shit,” she hissed. “Especially not some over-inflated, egotistical, arrogant band of guys who decided their mission in life is to make me miserable.” Keane met my eyes and chuckled. “I told you she’d be worth it.” “Let me go,” Eve said. “You made me drink that crap, so now let me go. The game is over. We’re done.” Keane chuckled darkly. “We’re done when I say we’re done.”

– Sonny yells in his head. - I don't care about your excuses. Pay real attention to what I'm about to tell you. I, Angel Carson Brown, of the Lycan Moon Pach, reject you, Klaus Nelson Young, of the Lucan Moon Pack, as my mate. As soon as he finishes speaking, pain crushes Angel's chest, but he shifts and runs back to the packhouse without looking back.

My voice comes out as a painful rasp. “He saved my daughter,” Logan tells me. My eyebrows knit together in confusion. “You have a daughter?” I ask. He nods. “He saved her from what?” “Me.” “Luciana listen to me, I was friends with your parents. I am going to do everything I can to make sure they don’t hurt you,” she says, smiling at me. I tilt my head, peering at her closely. “Who are you?” I ask. “My name is Saelah Winters.”

Angel’s POV Ace seemed torn, caught between the darkness that enveloped him and my offer. His voice cracked as he spoke, "But what if I never get better? What if I'm stuck like this forever?" I drew a deep breath, my voice filled with determination. "Ace, I won't pretend to have all the answers, but what I do know is that there are professionals who specialize in helping people like you navigate through this darkness. They have the tools, the knowledge, and the experience to guide you towards a path of healing. We have to believe that there is hope, that there is a chance for you to find peace and happiness once again."

I want to love without being pushed by a greater power, but because I choose to. Luna Karina, Axel's aunt, is in her human form, dressed so pretty you'd say she's going to a party, not a war. But she smiles when she sees me and invites me to sit with her while the warriors she brought handle the few remaining rogues. "I was surprised by your call, I'll be honest." She looks around, trying to figure out where her brother's body is, I assume.

She reached out and gently touched his arm, hoping to comfort him. Kylian looked up at her, his usually calm demeanor replaced by a furrowed brow. He handed her the letter he had been holding, and Diana's eyes quickly scanned its contents. It was a letter from the Resin Moon Pack, a neighboring pack known for their hostility towards Diana's pack. The letter stated that they had Emma captive and were demanding a ransom for her release.