Alienated Novels & Stories

Within two weeks, I have experienced pains that an old person has never experienced in his life. I am still feeling the pain of the banishment, then was attacked by rogues and now there is a high possibility that my mate will reject me because they seems to hate me for a reason known to them. Am I that unlikely or am just unlucky in life. I have nobody to love me now am all alone except for Aliyah. Poor Aaliyah. I wonder how she must have felt when our mate snapped at us that way. “Hey Aliyah! How are you feeling?”. I asked but I got no responses from her.

He wasn't in his best mood right now. Esen blinked once, twice, and then a third time. She tried to look for something in his expression, but it was hard, especially for her. "No, I haven't forgiven you because you've done a terrible thing. You know how lonely I was after you left." Tears came to her eyes again. "And I feel your absence every single day. It's like my heart's missing something." "That's because we're bound," said Altan. "We are one person, one soul, one heart. We can't be separated for very long without feeling each other's absence." Altan was feeling all kinds of things right now.

Hey guys, I want to thank everyone that was with me throughout the journey of this book and i appreciation you guys for supporting me even in my inconsistency. I want to use this medium to announce that Fallen Apart has finally come to an end. Yeah, it’s a bit heartbreaking to close the Chapter of Aria and Dave forever.

“You are still young.” “Yes, but life has forced me to grow up. I would rather live like this, knowing one night a hologram of my mate is going to pop up in my room and we are going to chat and tell ourselves how much we miss each other than to live knowing that…” she sniffled, her eyes tearing over, “knowing that I would never see him in this world again. Knowing that he would never see his son nor play with him. No,” she shook her head, wiping away the tears. “Life is really tough on Aliyah and I don’t care if Sean is with her anymore or taking care of her. If I can, I would be there too, she needs it. She needs all the care in the world that she can get but she can’t even come home, the o

“You have to accept me back. I can’t live without you Cordy” “I can’t do this anymore. You have a lot of charges on you right now. You have been demoted to an Omega, and your wolf is now dormant. You will just be a hassle as a luna.” “Please, don’t do this. I don’t think I can bear any more pain” “I’m sorry. I will give you time to process and accept my rejection”

Isabella As I found myself residing in my estranged father's home, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of discomfort lingering in the air. Every moment spent alone with Emilio was fraught with tension, as the weight of our complicated relationship loomed heavily over us. We had spent so many years apart, estranged by his absence and my resentment. Now, thrown together by circumstances beyond our control, we were forced to navigate the awkwardness of our newfound proximity. It was during these moments of solitude with Emilio that I felt the full weight of my abandonment issues pressing down on me. Growing up, his absence had been a constant presence in my life, a silent reminder of

The weight of his father's words echoed relentlessly in his mind, echoing the profound sense of isolation and abandonment that had engulfed him. Ejay's feelings of rejection cut deep, the wounds fresh and raw. He felt like an outsider, a pariah within his own family, a silent witness to the disintegration of the once-cherished bonds. The ache of being sidelined and disregarded in the family dynamics gnawed at his core, leaving him consumed by an overwhelming sense of agony and loneliness.

And when she shoved me into the abyss, her fur reeked of excitement–The smell of a predator basking in the moment of a kill. Outside the funeral hall, Lucas’s father—the reigning Alpha—stood rigid, his silver fur bristling in rage. The old Alpha moved with terrifying speed, his claws whistling through the air before raking across Lucas’s face, leaving three deep, bloody slashes. “You Unfilial!” The old Alpha’s voice boomed, shaking the snow-laden tree branches above them. “You still can’t feel that the mate bond between you and Ava is gone.” Lucas staggered, his eyes staring at his father unbelievably.

“Mate bonds shape who wolves are. To rip one apart is to tear a piece of oneself away. You must be sure, boy. Once the bond is broken, so is the protection it gave him. No more pull. No more instincts. No more immunity.” I hadn’t known that. My heart twisted. “Immunity from what?” “From everything,” she said simply. “From madness. From feral shifts. From loneliness. His brain will be bare and could be attacked very easily. He will be vulnerable.” My throat tightened. She leaned in. “Are you still willing?” I looked down at the jar in my hands. This was my one shot. My only chance to give Albert his freedom… to maybe earn his love fairly. “Yes,” I said.

Because it wasn’t a threat. It was probability. Lucien spoke slowly. “What do you propose.” The Hollow King’s smile returned faintly. “Separation.” My body went cold instantly. “No.” Isabella turned toward me sharply. “Rex—” I shook my head immediately. “No discussion.” The entity watched us carefully. “You misunderstand separation.” I didn’t care. Not even a little. But it continued anyway. “You remain connected through the Axis, but physically isolated during reinforcement.” Lucien frowned slightly. “That reduces emotional resonance.”