Alena Kaya Novels & Stories

Morning came cold and grey. Kaden woke to find Alina already gone, Lena’s basket empty. He found them in the training yard, Alina sitting cross-legged on the ground with Lena in her lap. “What are you doing?” he asked. “What Mother Elara said. Teaching her through feeling.” Alina’s eyes were closed, her hands resting gently on Lena’s small chest. “I’m trying to show her what calm feels like. What control feels like.” “Is it working?”

"Yes." Kayra frowned. "You're weird!" Alvano did not answer. "Why the silence?" Kayra was getting more and more surprised. "You've got the wrong person!" Alvano snapped. "No way, you're obviously Alvaro. Uh, it's a bit different, because it's annoying!" Alvano annoyance. "No shit!" "What the hell?" Alia was distracted, having just watered a collection of houseplants. "Kayra huh?" Alia was a little familiar with Kayra. Because the only child of a businessman sometimes participated in meetings, even though they were for other purposes,

November 2026, Scars Bay, USA Katerina Alya was sitting on the floor of her bedroom, her back against the bed and a drink in her hand. With her other hand, she played with a ring hanging off the necklace she was wearing. She looked up and her teary, red-rimmed eyes met mine. Oh no.

“It must feel good, though, building something like that, watching it succeed.” “It does,” Lena said, her voice softening. They fell quiet again, the music pulsing around them. Lena swirled her straw in her glass, glancing at Ayla carefully. “You don’t talk much about yourself,” Lena said gently. “What do you do?” She asked, curious. Ayla hesitated, her fingers tightening around her glass. “I... work with Kael,” she said carefully. “Mostly behind the scenes.” She muttered, not wanting to give too much information.

A guy standing there not as big as Marcus, but big, a woman stood next to him, short with fierce red hair, a pale complexion but a body that looks amazing. "No later than usual, Jackson, Alena, this is Anaya." They both look at him confused and questioningly, that is something I will need to ask later. "Hi, Anaya it is nice to meet you." Alena's voice is soft as she moves and wraps her arm around me in a quick embrace. My eyes taking her in, I don't understand this at all. Alena is nothing like me, nothing at all, if she is his type, what about me?

she asked going back into protector mode, trying to think back. Ally raised up her hand like a school girl blushing a bit when she was given center stage, "Uh-is it possible that. Maybe. Kaya has two mates?” she asked timidly, "I mean she seemed to like both of them. Though I must admit there was something about Azian," she added.

Alena is much more persistent than Alice. She went directly to meet Alexander and ask him for Christan’s number. Her sister, Alexis, doesn’t like them bothering her husband, so she’s sure Alexander wouldn’t want her sister to see her at their house. She was waiting at the door as he fetched his phone. She was grinning. Let’s pray he’s not gonna give her a fake one.

She too took deep breaths before she positioned herself at Alena’s rear. “ Okay Alena, Now breathe with me. C’mon one two, breathe. One two breathe” “ Yes, that’s it take deep breaths. You’re doing great come on, breathe.” Haven encouraged seeing her breathe more “ Yes that’s it, breathe.” ‘ I think I see it’ Kira squealed excitedly. “ Now push Alena! Push!!” “ Ahhh” Alena let out an ear piercing scream, the urge to push was too intense to ignore.

He mind linked me. "Alpha, I don't like this." "I don't either, Robert, but there is not much we can do about it. I will watch with you." I cut the link and told Helen and Mark we should go on over and watch. Everyone paired off, and Kaya stood alone, waiting for someone to come challenge her. I was surprised by who her first challenger was. It was a Luna from Lunar Pack. "I think everyone makes such a big stink over you. I doubt you can even back it up. I mean, you are tiny. What damage could you actually do?" The blond-haired woman spewed. Kaya had read her lips, but she was not responding.

25 ANNALISE I jolted upright, the remnants of a dream clinging to me like cobwebs. A dream filled with whispered promises and stolen kisses under a canopy of stars – a dream featuring a certain infuriatingly handsome knight named Adrian. A giddy smile stretched across my face. Today was the day! The day I, Annalisa du Wales, would finally present my business proposition to the Queen herself, right there in the glorious Royal Palace. My heart did a little victory lap in my chest. This wasn’t just any business proposition, mind you. This was my brainchild, a revolutionary new loom design that would change the textile industry – faster, more efficient, and guaranteed to produce the most exquisi