Alena Love Belly Novels & Stories

"Let me finish seasoning it before you eat the profits. You’re worse than Damon." "I can't help it!" Leela protested, popping the bread into her mouth and rubbing her round, hard belly with her other hand. "The baby is starving, Elana. He’s demanding carbs. It’s a hostage situation. If I don't send down bread, he starts kicking the bladder." "Well, tell the hostage taker to give me five minutes," Elana laughed, turning back to the stove to add a pinch of salt.

Michael stared at the girl he loved and called his daughter, knowing right now it was not Ayla but Alune; he still couldn’t come to terms with the fact that his daughter was now something much more than he once thought. “Are we ready, elf? I mean, Alaina…or whatever your name is?” Alune looked bored. Ayla was only allowing her the barest of control; she wasn’t impressed; it was easy to see. “Yes, please begin; I will follow your lead”, Aleena replied with a slight bow.

There were a couple of gold hoops on each side of it. It’s yours.” There’s that female voice again. “Mine? But I’m afraid I can’t take it.” “Take good care of it.” The voice echoed then faded to silence as if the woman who was speaking left. A loud knock on the door woke Ellaine up. It swung a little bit and revealed Aunt Caroline’s face. She sang ‘Happy Birthday’ softly. “I’ve made us a little meal for celebration. Come along.” She said after she finished singing. “Okay. I’ll come down in three minutes.”

Lena's POV. I hummed a sweet, melodious tune as I walked down from the market with a bag of groceries in my hand. I couldn't get his voice out of my mind. I was excited. Too excited. He promised to marry me, he promised to make me his Luna. And even as I silently flung open the door, I could hear his voice in my head. Literally. “Yes! oh god! Yes! Come on, fuck the shit out of me” a loud moan snapped me out of my head. I froze looking straight ahead at the couch.

They were alone at home as Bellyana had left an hour ago. Bellyana had to leave the town for performing an urgent surgery on some serious patient. She said she would come back in a few days and Aniya respected her decision. Bellyana was really very dedicated towards her work and it was under her observation and treatment, Flora was recovering so well finally.

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

"Lee? You still there?" "Yeah," Aleena whispered, her voice incredibly quiet. "Was that... him?" "Yeah," I said, rubbing my temples where a dull ache was starting to pulse. "He's still trying to play the protective provider. Sending up high-end pastries like that's going to wipe away a fake pregnancy headline." "Are you going to eat it?"

My lover, for a short time. She also served as the messenger of the Council of Alphas, which I was sure she was here on behalf of. “Rael Allston." She spoke in a velvety tone, quirking her eyebrow. “You don't appear pleased to see me." I huffed out loud. “Your presence has never been a good sign for me.”

Celus straightened up in his seat and cleared his throat. "I will have my warriors search for a scent that is out of the ordinary and I can let you know." There was a knock at the door before Carl and a young woman entered the room. Celus immediately recognized her. "Thank you, Carl. Salen, come take a seat by me." The beauty bowed her head and took the empty chair to the left of Darron. Her scent invaded his senses making it nearly impossible for him to focus. "Alpha Celus, this is my mate and future Luna, Salen." Celus held back a growl.

It seemed that I was late, but the breakfast plates were still on the table, so I sat alone. I heard footsteps and turned towards them. It was Elon, "Excuse me, Luna, I wanted to tell you that the Alpha was a little busy," he said. Although I am not yet accustomed to these names, someone calling me Luna gave me a good sense of responsibility, but I still think that Alexei looked at me as the daughter of his enemy and it was clear that he was suffering from a conflict inside him about showing his feelings towards me, sometimes he punished me Prison as his enemy and sometimes he treats me with kindness and love as a companion.