Novel & Cerita Agatha All Along Fanfiction

Alpha Aiden had a surprises look at how I transformed In the air and he was even more shocked when I came closer to him at the tree. I was about to claw his face out when I dodged a kick, coming from my side and aiming at my face. I turned and looked at that stupid being, seeing her face my anger doubled. All the jealousy I felt, the pain she added to my life all rushed back to me and within seconds, I punched Laila in her throat as she stumbled backwards from the pain and then I used my other hand to choke her on top the pain, not allowing her to move. I let my claws elongate and I slowly pierced them into her chest, feeling my hand around her heart. She looked at me in fear and that was a

It was true, just not the whole truth. Then a laugh came from the doorway—bright, playful, too confident. “Dan! You’re finally here!” I turned. Gia walked in like she owned the room. She was younger than me, with glossy hair, smooth skin, and a smile that showed too much teeth. She wore shorts and a fitted top like the heat didn’t touch her. Her eyes flicked over me quickly—head to toe—then she grinned as if we were already friends. “So you’re Althea,” she said, cheerful. “Hi!”

At some point during the day, someone had some fresh new clothes delivered to the room for me, so after the shower, I pulled on some black sweat pants, turned on the TV, and then climbed into bed. I flipped through a few channels, not really finding anything interesting, when I felt the tingle of a mindlink at the back of my mind. Since I wasn’t a member of any pack at the moment, I knew it could only be from Alaia. Angel, are you alright? I got no response. Instead, it felt like I was sucked into a vortex and dropped off in some alternate reality. ~~~

Audrey’s POV I couldn’t stop staring at the blood-smeared page, the words “Catalyst, the one who awakens the True Alpha” still circling in my head like a swarm of wasps. Wolves frozen. Derek burning. Caleb seething. Adrian’s jaw clenched so tight. Everyone looking at me like I was a fucking bomb about to go off. And maybe I was.

A thunderous explosion ripped through the air, the walls trembling as dust fell from the ceiling. Alina moved instantly, her body flashing across the room with speed and precision that left me speechless. She was no longer just Alina—the girl I had loved, the woman I had hurt. She was something more now. A warrior. A force. Watching her fight like this, seeing the way she moved, it was beautiful. Terrifying, but beautiful. We fought our way through the chaos together, side by side, every step pulling us closer to the heart of the battlefield. My chest ached, not from exhaustion but from the flood of emotions battering me with every scream, every clash of metal, every howl that echoed in the

I was just his normal employee, with a very special rank, His future wife. I was hoping in the morning when I would open my eyes. I wanted to wake up in my room. I was shuffling the channel. I stuck with a familiar face, Agat. I stopped my finger from moving the channel with a smile, although there was no reason to show my teeth. But it didn't last long. My mouth hung open in disbelief. ' Mystery girl is going to be the queen of eligible billionaires, the new CEO!' ' Successful businessman gets his dream girl. '

The last time she checked is she's the one on top of him then now she's being under him! Why would God let me reborn to be this man's wife? I'm a badass CEO in my previous life but now I'm a mate of this tyrant and heartless Alpha? How could this happen!

“Come on. Close your eyes. I’ll use this treasure to break open the thing that shackles your spiritual root. It may hurt a little, but the pain is only temporary. Endure it, and you will be comfortable after that.” Agatha was not tall. Her legs looked long, but she was, in fact, a head shorter than Alex. She raised her head and looked at Alex. “Are you trying to flirt with me?” Alex shuddered. “Grandma, are you having some kind of delusion?” The current Agatha was white-haired and had wrinkles. How could Alex flirt with her? “Alright! Here I come!” Alex struck down with the ax. A gentle boom rocked Agatha’s mind, and the shackle was severed instantly.

I breathed. “Yes, my love,” the imposter murmured, leaning closer. I let him. Let him believe he’d won. And then my hands lit with pure silver light, claws forming at the tips of my fingers. Before he could react, I drove my hand into his chest and ripped his heart out. The body before me convulsed, shifting violently as it fell backward. With a loud scream, Agatha’s true form was revealed, crumpling to the ground. Her crimson hair spilled across the stone, her once-beautiful old face twisted in rage and disbelief.

The very air distorted around her, warping under the weight of her power. "Alpha of Nightshades," she crooned, extending a clawed hand. "How kind of you to deliver yourself to me." Alaric didn't waste words. He lunged. Agatha flicked her wrist. The ground beneath him erupted in a spiral of black thorns. They coiled around his legs, tearing through fur and flesh alike. Alaric roared, but didn't stop— couldn't stop— not with Aurora's scent threading through the carnage.