Akira X Ann Novels & Stories

There was only his hand, my stomach, and the look on his face. For a second, the ice cracked. And I saw him. Not Alpha Kieran Dragos, killer of weaknesses. Just Kieran. A man, twenty-six, feeling his child move for the first time. His eyes came up to mine. And he _saw_ me. Not Aria Jones. Not the waitress. Aria. His rejected mate. The lone wolf he left to die. “You,” he breathed. The ice came back. Worse than before. A glacier. “Mine,” he growled.

Actually, her wound has already healed due to her quick healing ability but it would be suspicious if a wound that major was to be gone so quick, so she's stuck with a stupid bandage around her head for at least another week. "Would it really kill you to act like a decent human being?" Khai glowers. 'I don't have to. I'm not a human being anyway.' She thinks to herself. She glares at him and grunts, not saying a word. "Oh, that's right, can't ask a beast to act human." He shrugs. Pollux chuckles, "Aight, you gotta cut that off before she actually eats you alive." "That doesn't sound so bad." He whispers. Aster reddens and pushes Khai to the ground, holding him in a wristlock.

I couldn't help but ask. "We are cousins." Zack throws an arm around Xavier's shoulder. Xavier removes Zack arm from his shoulder before replying. "Yes, we are cousins." Wow. "That's really..... " "Zack, Jack." I hear a female voice. There is a girl approaching us with Bennett by her side, she looks kind of familiar, the same eyes, body shape, hair, is that Freya? Wait, it is Freya. I cam easily recognize that evil smile from anywhere. What relationship those she have with Xavier, Bennett, Jack and Zack.

Warner said to me as I took a seat. “Who's Miranda?” I pondered, adjusting my posture on the comfy sofa. “Uhm, I am Miranda!” The girl with the messy bun sitting aside me said. “Right.” I sighed, her brown eyes drawing me in. —---------------------------------------- Angel’s POV I hung up the call and put the phone down. My head tilted to the side and i.locked eyes with John. He was entrancing. His aura kept drawing me in. My panties wet up as we stared eye to eye.

“I think we’ve got a pretty chill mission this time,” said Rica as they sat next to each other on the couch, sharing a tub of ice cream, and watching the nth episode of some mystery crime series they found on N*****x. They were both in their pyjamas, as it was a weekend, and their faces were unrecognizable with the animal-patterned facial masks occupying their entire face. Rica’s hair was additionally curled around heatless curlers. “Right?” “Mhmm.” Anna unintelligibly hums in agreement, her mouth full of ice cream, her eyes glued to the screen. “That murderer’s quite intelligent,” she comments, her attention focused on the show.

I thought I still couldn't move, Xanthea had turned to me and arched his brows, his cold hands brushed against my skin and I felt an instant spark, jolting me back to reality. “Are you okay?” He said, in a softer tone now. I nodded my head because no words were coming out. “In that case let's go in. Cameron, escort Kisha out” he ordered Cameron and he nodded and bent to pick her up but she slapped his hands away. Kisha looked like she was better now although her eyes were still bright red and tears flowed freely. “Aria is going to ruin you. Your pack hates you, everyone wishes her dead but you” Kisha yelled however Xanthea ignored her and kept pulling me in

she said in a tone that I could sense she was annoyed at something I did not quite understand. “Akira—” I said gently but she raised her hand asking me to keep quiet. Her sweet smiling face had turned into the hostile version of Akira that I once knew. “As I said, it meant NOTHING. Nothing happened and will happen, EVER again. You are a Strauss and I’m just a lawyer from a small town in Bloom City. Why don’t you look for your fiancée, Suzanne Cage. The one that is suitable for you to marry” Akira said while looking at me, saying her words with gritted teeth. All sounded like she was mocking me.