Alabasta X Novels & Stories

It was the same with the sweet caress of my beautiful Luna Melissa, who was one of the few people who could tame my own hotheaded Alpha rage. The only other person being Alrik and his calming aura gift. This gift wasn’t something that all Betas had and was something that we didn’t know too much about. But Alrik had it, and after an unfortunate occurrence when the boys were young, we realised that Jensen also carried the gift. Chase had gone into his own 11-year-old rage when we had lost the surviving members of the Scarlet Circle pack. He had ripped his bedroom apart when I refused to allow him to join the search for them, and it was Jensen, his best friend, that had pulled him out of that r

she tilts her head towards me, “Alpha Abigail will be the most beautiful.” I smile at Elza who blushes, I watch as Lucy tilts her head looking at Elza, then she speaks, “I don’t know why, but I think she will look stunning in a new fabric that came in, the colors bleed into the other going from light green to the darkest blue,” she nods, “yes, I see the dress, you will make it stunning.”

"He left me with two Ichor Pills and told me to get some proper rest…" "What…?" Alba appeared troubled as he turned toward his wife Isla. The woman picked up both pills and sniffed them before reeling in shock. "No way…" "What?" Alba quickly asked, seeing her reaction. "Are the pills poisoned?!" "No…" Isla shook her head. "This is a rare treasure! I don't know what the specific ingredients are, but I can smell the essence of a Birthright-ranked martial elite. That makes each pill worth millions!"

The hand pulled the fabric off completely, revealing— Alaric. My cruel, sickening cousin. He’d never once bothered to hide how much he wanted to hurt me. “What are you doing here?” I asked. He looked down at me with that same arrogant expression. Typical. A faint, mocking smile tugged at his lips. “Well, look at that,” he said. “The main attraction at today’s auction. The Luna the Nightsilver pack threw away.” "Auction? What auction?" “This is the holding area of the Blackmoon Auction House, you idiot. Your pack sold you.”

***** Drystan walked into the room. Rosealba was already awake. She sat on the bed with a laptop on her lap, her fingers moving gently across the keyboard. His face tugged into a gentle frown. “Working again…” Rosealba said nothing. She just shifted slightly the moment he got on the bed. Drystan’s brows knitted. “Sunshine…” “Where are you coming from?” Her eyes were now on him. Cold. Emotionless. Drystan’s hand moved to brush his nose, tension settling into his posture.

Alchemy menu release. Alchemy menu show in front their face, every Nin Guild member starts the process Potion Maker after their mistress gives an explanation, each of them making ten thousand health Potion for Mortal stage 1. "Leader, the herb for next Potion in the future can't support anymore." Slave two worry after this production they don't have stock, he speaks with little sound.

Elmer still believed in Miss Alba’s words. In terms of weapons research, very few people in the Central Sacred Continent could compare to Miss Alba. This was due to talent and the result of Miss Alba’s hard work for so many years. As the saying went, practice made perfect. Miss Alba had studied many Soulbound Weapons, so she had a lot of experience.

“WHEN DESTINY BRINGS YOU INTO A GAME” MEET ALBYAZKA STEVANO__ He's the perfect man. Young, handsome, rich, multitalented, until he got the title of the perfectionist boss. Makes Alby always take everything easy, including women. However, everything began to change after an accidental meeting at that time. Alessia Mikhayla, a girl's name who can destroy Alby's easy thoughts about women with just a nickname from her. A fierce and stubborn woman who makes Alby interested and challenged to get it.

“The first letter read: ‘I, Prince Habeb, the Prince of Suramy demand from you, Banabella, whose name I discovered in my dreams. I beg you in the name of your own god, grant me my wish, and avoid being uprooted from the face of the earth.” The second parchment read: “Because you have hidden Banabella in an unidentifiable place, with the intent of deceiving me, I’ll tread upon your bodies and make your kingdom bare like ordinary earth. Till I see Banabella, the people of Muzagah shall not be privileged to take in air into their nostrils before the sun sets tomorrow. Prince Habeb speaks!’

But they were ready, for they had each other, and that was all they needed. The past had shaped them, brought them to this moment, and now they were ready to write their future, united as Alpha and Luna, bound by love and destiny. Avla quietly retreated to the bathroom, her arms laden with the soft pajama bottoms that she'd been given as gifts and one of Gideon's white T-shirts. The anticipation of a warm bath and the comfort of fresh clothing filled her with a simple joy, yet her thoughts were tinged with the complex emotions of the evening.