Alice In Borderland Novels & Stories

Zade walked over to his desk, picked up a document, and handed it to her. "What's this?" Alice asked apprehensively. "I'm sure your eyes aren't for decoration; read it," Zade said coldly, picking up a stick of weed and placing it between his pale lips. Alice pressed her lips into a thin line. The document stated she had to recover a package for Enzo at the borders of Albania. Her eyes widened in disbelief. She had heard about that place. It was a death trap, protected by another strong mafia group. If she went alone, she would be killed instantly—it was literally a suicide mission.

She not making any sense “ he can find out who hired him” “ oh aw, I’m sad I was quite enjoying that you know,” Selene says with actual sadness in her face, knocking him out I started dragging him behind me to the packhouse. When I finally saw the border I almost drop to the floor but I kept going until one of the guards saw me and I heard him yelled “ ALPHA !!”.

The best kind. Eventually the girls gave up interrogating and started singing along to the radio…so loud, off-key, windows down. Elvins pretended to be annoyed but I caught him smiling in the mirror. As the city gave way to trees and rolling hills, the pack border came into view. The invisible line that separated our territory from the human world shimmered faintly in my senses, like stepping through warm water. Elvins slowed the SUV as we passed the old wooden sign that read “Private Property – No Trespassing.” To humans it looked like a random farm road. To us, it was home.

sound muffled, visibility limited to what the torches illuminated, movement tracked by ear more than by eye. Alena found the woman in under twenty minutes. She had set up a waiting position in a small clearing approximately sixty metres inside the northern boundary marker ... she had crossed the boundary, which was the first technical offence, but had come no further, which was the first indication that her purpose was not aggressive. She had her bag at her feet and her hands visible and she looked up when Alena and the border wolves converged on her position with the expression of someone who has been expecting this and is relieved that the waiting part is over.

My voice was scratchy and quiet but the hands holding me tightened, telling me that they heard me. “We are leaving now. I’m bringing you home.” I nodded, leaning against his chest as he picked me up like I weighed nothing. My eyes were too heavy to open so I just listened to the wind as Alan raced through the forest. “Kat, love, you need to break the bond when we cross the border. After that, you can sleep, alright?”

Alice turns on her back, hatchet in hand as the woman jumps on top of her. They fight with each other, each of them trying to kill with hatchets in hand. Fenrir slips and falls off a tree branch while trying to catch up with them. He lands on his side, his body almost completely covered in snow. Both of the women's attention turn to the sound of Fenrir falling. Alice takes this opportunity to free her arm from the woman's hand and plunges her hatchet into the woman's neck. She falls off Alice after her body immediately goes limp. Fighting for survival, but the woman's injuries are almost immediately fatal.

My past didn’t hold me back anymore. I could do this. “I’d be honored, Alpha.” I replied. We shifted and took off towards the border. The Blue Eclipse army followed our lead and fell in line behind us. When we reached the border, I carefully trotted along the edge and smelled the air to find a good entry point. When I found it, I mindlinked Alpha Jordan. “Over here.” I ran across the border with the others behind me. When we all had entered the territory, we split up and searched for the border patrols. It didn’t take long until we found them and we were quickly engaged in a fight.

Arabella replied, her eyes sparkling with amusement. As I continued to move closer, the world outside ceased to exist. There was only her, her enchanting eyes and teasing smile, her intoxicating scent, and the magnetic pull between us. My hands instinctively moved to her waist, tracing the contour of her figure through the fabric of her dress. They then traveled down towards her bum, lifting the hem of her dress as they went. The only barrier that remained was the thin piece of black lace that she wore. With a swift motion, I moved her thong aside and gently guided her until she was lying flat over the dressing table.