Africa Risen Novels & Stories

Rita’s POV Hi there, I’m Rita Davis, a first-year student at Picaremore University in the bustling metropolis of Shenza City. Life wasn't always like this for me. I was raised as the only child by my father in Lacoste Town, a quiet little place far from the hustle and bustle of the big city. But ever since I lost my mother at the tender age of eight, things have been different.Growing up, I always dreamed of studying in Shenza City. It was a dream shared by many youngsters in Lacoste Town, a glimmer of hope in an otherwise ordinary existence.

It has to be a human with these attributes because, while I always rise again, my humans do not. Over time, I’ve realized that when I’m called, there is always a human who stands out to me, one who calls to me in some way or another. This time, when I felt the call to rise, it was Emmi who called to me. She was an orphan, someone who never had a family, but who always stood up for the underdog. She was the one who would walk through the forest and help the creatures who were injured or trapped. They responded to her, as they would have to me, with trust and affection.

Who knew what hell would come upon me once i became a slave, it was so unimaginable but I stood no chance for a bargain seeing how enthusiastic the crowd was, and their affirmation of Beta Miguel’s suggestion, alpha Lawrence nodded his head, having to take up his mind, he turned to look at me nonchalantly and finally voiced out his decision, “You have been found guilty of the charges against you, being cursed that brings misfortune to our pack, and that is a grave sin that even the Goddess is no doubt will hate, therefore, with the power bestowed upon me by the Goddess of moon, I, Lawrence 0zias, alpha of the Savage Tyranny Pack, sentence you, Emma Watson, to be banished and be Sold to the h

Serenity POV I square my shoulders, stand straight, and follow my father's unit up the steps. I feel my unit fall into formation behind me and am proud to call them mine. It came so naturally. I never realised what I had been missing out on growing up by pushing these wolves away. Since I woke up in that hospital, with all my secrets laid bare, I had barely been able to catch a minute alone. I know they are worried about when the penny will drop, and I will crash. I know they all watch me, waiting for my breakdown. But they are doing that to be there to catch me when I fall, and nothing feels better than knowing I have them. I won't fall. I won't crash. I have never been better in my life, n

Maybe it’s just gratitude. “I am so sorry Alpha, please don’t return me to Westwood, I beg you. I will be a maid if you want to, but please don’t return me.” I beg him. “I have to return you, they are your owners.” He explains. The expression he had gone and his tone authoritative. “I am not a property.” I say bitterly. “They bought you.” He explains. How could he think that they bought me? “They found me and raised me Lucian, s**t, I mean Alpha Lucian forgive Me.” where the hell are my manners? Why am I forgetting myself? I can’t explain why, it’s like I have known him for ages.

Nelson reached out for the paper smiling like a used car salesman unloading the hooptie that had been sitting on his lot and prepared to breakdown fifty miles later. The smile on his face instantly vanished upon reading the paper, any sign of his previous excitement vanished from his face completely. He looked from the paper to Evelyn, the paper to Evelyn. Repeating these movements while confirming the contents of the paper, that his eyes were not fooling him. "What the fuck is this!? Compensation due to Nelson Davis, A cactus of his choosing to fuck himself with!?" Nelson cried out demanding answers. At first he caught sight that Kendra's beginning rates were going to be sixty dollars an ho

They can't keep their hands off eachother. As his band gets recognition and everything starts to turn around for them, Faris finds himself caught in a controversy one that could ruin his career and his dream. The band faces backlashes and is on the edge of breaking and on the other hand everything turns upside down in his fairytale love story.

The men raise theirs in return. “Hunter, congratulations on your ascension to Alpha.” One of the men with snowy white hair and a heavy accent greets Hunter. His partner is a tall and buff man who looks like he can blow me down with just a sneeze. It must be his Beta. I take a look around and realize no one save for Hunter who has brought an omega with him. “Thank you, Aiden,” Hunter replies before continuing, “The Green Forest pack is looking good under your reign.” It is obviously a compliment but Aiden, the man with white hair is not swayed by it. Instead, he smirks.

Tonight was the hunt, and she was both the predator and the storm. Nyxara Vale—the White Wolf, reborn, unstoppable, ravenous—had risen from the ashes. And she would make certain that every moment they had tried to bury her was unearthed, dragged into the light, and remembered for the reckoning it deserved.

And then the most unlucky of them couldn't even access their wolf skins. The inability for some of them to be able to communicate that way, or even change, they believed, was due to the fading of magic. In another hundred years or so, they were all afraid that everything that set them apart would no longer be a thing. Hence why so many had begun to adapt to life the way humans did. Through money, prestige and technology. Many sought high-end stature, reputations and materialistic things that set them apart from the "riff-raff" that made up most of the world's population. If they had money and those things, they still had power. Reese shook himself from his thoughts as the first poor soul of