Novel & Cerita Alice In Borderland Niragi

With a burst of energy, I broke free from his hold, reclaiming control over my own actions. Arabella, battered and bruised, struggled to her feet, displaying her unwavering resilience. Instinctively, I reached out to offer her comfort and support, but she took a step back, creating a physical distance between us. Before I could apologise, her trackers formed a formidable barrier, preventing any further contact between us.

I started to follow her when she spun around and looked me in the eye. “No! I’m going home! When you figure it out, you can call me!” With that, she took off again and I just stood there trying to grasp the situation. Just as I was walking after her, I received a link from the border patrol. “Alpha! We have visitors.” “Who?’ “Alpha Ronin Black”

But she had to try to cover up that anger because Ruin's goal did make Alice shake. "Then, it’s a good thing, isn’t it? I am a descendant of gods and goddesses, my strength is certainly greater than a rancid body like you," Alice smiled, she tried her best to strengthen herself. Justin did not expect that Alice could answer Ruin's words so epic. Silence, Ruin seemed to think Alice's words had a point. Alice is the result of a cross between the sun god and the water goddess in Nirvana, so Alice's power can be greater than Justin, or even greater than Ruin himself.

“The force near our border—the two hundred rogues we thought were his main army—they’re still there, not moving. It looks like they were a distraction.” A diversion. He’d pinned us here while taking the Timberlands. “And there’s more,” the messenger added. “The border rogues were led by a woman with silver eyes. She hasn’t attacked but is keeping our guards in place.” Silver eyes. Aria. The Silver Fang Queen. Raven had divided his army perfectly. Aria at the border to distract us, while his main army seized the Timberlands. I had fallen into his plan completely. “The Iron Alpha,” a mocking voice said behind me.

"But you will set me free?" "It depends if we will like what comes out of that mouth of yours." Alice replied. "What do you want to know?" The sight of Nagar approaching Alice and halting beside her made him uneasy. "You know, I feel something evil that recently visited this place." "We want to talk about that, actually." Alice replied. "One of your buddies ratted you out and handed you over to us but when we knocked at your house back in Zamboanga, you're nowhere to be found."

Though we wouldn’t be able to blame them for taking revenge for my father’s attack on one of their families ending with two dead and one pup lost in the system and believed dead for years. Taking a deep breath, I made my way through the line of warriors already at the borderline. Standing just on the other side of the imaginary line was Alison. She was beautiful standing there in the slowly dying light. She watched me keeping her eyes on me until I stopped on my side of the borderline, maybe ten feet away from her. Her eyes slowly moved away from me and moved over the others before landing back on me. “Would we be able to speak alone?” I shook my head.

Opening her hand slowly the outline of the lock was burned into her palm. “Alice.” A voice whispered, spotting her as he walked over to the edge of the cage. Alice looked up and met his deep brown eyes. Njar was looking down at her confused. “You shouldn't be here. If you manage to escape you should leave. Arkyn will find you. He’s on his way back now. Head towards the Red River and you will bump into him.’ Njar whispered, urging her to leave. “I can’t. Not with what he’s planning. No if I can help.” Alice whispered back her hand grasping the lock again as pain radiated through her palm and down her arm.

he explains, his voice deep and soothing. “I see.” My mate has always been in the enemy kingdom, waiting for me. So, this is why Rhia seemed so happy to cross the border and so loath to sail away from what I thought were enemy lands. “I’m Maggie, Maggie Carpender of Bellthan, in Forest Kingdom.” “Amazing,” he says. “No wonder I was drawn to its border.” “As was I, in the opposite direction.” “Incredible,” he says. A moment passes, gentle and quiet as we just gaze into each other’s eyes.

As we passed the last hill and the scenery around the car started thinning out, we were met by a guard post just outside the village, I wound down my window and looked at this amazingly beautiful lady, manning the checkpoint, long flowing strawberry hair that was tied up in a high pony tail, slim yet muscular physique, and the strangest shade of green, I had ever seen, strange yet something about them was intoxicating. She leaned into the car, politely yet firmly acknowledges her pack leader 'Alpha' she says with a smile and a nod as she removed herself from the window she waved her arm as to usher us through. Then it dawned on me I had no idea who this lady was, but there was something ab

“Peace doesn’t exist in rogue land. Only power and territory.” She stepped forward, then stopped—eyes flicking to the faint silver glow under Lunaria’s skin. “But you already understand that,” Nyra added. The two Alphas locked gazes—one born to power, the other forged by rejection. “I will not submit,” Lunaria said softly. Nyra nodded. “Good. Neither would I.” Silence stretched between them. Then Nyra surprised her. “I propose a boundary pact,” Nyra said. “You hold this territory. We’ll defend it as neutral ground. In return, you owe us nothing—except truth.”