Alina And The Darkling Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Nate goes and checks on his side; that idiot sometimes loved to play. It wastes too much time, “that desk man said to distract Nate’s attention. Nate did, he left the study room; after Nate left, that man looked toward the closed door. He looked down at photo fame; it was a girl, she was so bright the darkness felt so little for him. But it’s not the right time yet. When the right time comes, no one could stop him, not even David Xiver. On the other side of the country, Alina was drunk, she finished five wine bottles, yet she felt it wasn’t enough for her. She can’t forget the pain no matter; instead, it was becoming more and more painful for her. “WHY? She shouted as loud as her throat cou

*** “Alina, of Dark Woods” I correct with clenched teeth. Being born during a blue moon and a silver one isn’t all I am. I am a person, a Dark Woods enforcer, a mate, I have friends, a life, and I will not be objectified. Zayne will be here soon, no doubt he’ll be displeased to know I disobeyed his order to remain at the compound, but I have to face this, face them, I can’t keep hiding behind my Alpha.

That is not her daughter, she says. Alina looked at her, her eyes... they are shining, and their colour... it is scarlet red. She stood up smirking, Maeve and Denise were stunned as well. Alina, what happened to her exactly? They thought that maybe it was a series of her trauma or just an episode. Alina has the eyes of an Alpha, she there her hand at the side that made her claws come to light. It is hardly even claws, they were like talons. Alina's senses were heightened and she is particularly fond of fear.

she sniffed and pulled back. “He said a lot of horrible things, I had to appear all calm and unfazed in his presence but just seeing him was bringing back a lot of bad memories. He said you are lying to me too. I wish I shoved my middle finger in his face before leaving. ” Alina muttered, her eyes dimming. Then she hugged me again, her head resting on my chest where my heart was. My eyes narrowed in confusion. “I need you to back pedal a bit love,” I said resting my hand on the small of her back, patting her.

"And why are you calling me Lara? When did you start to call me like that when you knew that I am the Luna of this town?" Alina smirked and rolled her eyes. It was hard to believe the transformation from the calm and modest person we once knew her to be. "Anyway, to be honest with you, Lara. I've already fallen for Alpha Magnus, and soon he will be mine. And as for you?" Alina chuckled. "He will cast you out of here!" My blood boiled at her words. I lost control and was on the verge of delivering a forceful slap to her face, but she suddenly stumbled and fell down the stairs.

“Why don’t you just stay out of it? You have no idea what’s going on here.” Alina took a step closer, crossing her arms as a smirk spread across her face. “Oh, I know exactly what’s going on,” she said, her voice low but firm. “You’re scheming against Finn, using Jenny here to carry out your pathetic little plot. You think you can manipulate him, make him doubt Rose, and get rid of her in one sweep. It’s transparent and weak, Bianca.” Jenny bristled, feeling the sting of Alina’s words but unwilling to back down. She exchanged a glance with Bianca, unsure of how they would handle Alina’s unexpected intrusion. Bianca, however, met Alina’s stare with defiance.

I might as well indulge myself. I lost complete control and ripped off her clothes, at revealing herself to me. Color had returned to her, and she had seemed a little less frail because of being close to me. I licked my lips, and she opened her legs, inviting me in. I could feel myself being consumed by this hunger that from starving myself for all these years. Alina’s pov: I laid down on the bed. Feeling my mate’s gaze on me. I could feel his pity and guilt. I could feel his shame. When he laid down next to me, I didn’t let him know I was still awake.

she added, a hint of a promise in her words. Her words sent a pang of longing through me. A lifetime filled with moments like this was a tempting prospect, but I knew better. Alana was a princess, born and raised in a world of luxury and power. I, on the other hand, was destined to be a Luna to another pack. The differences in our lives were stark, and yet, at this moment, they seemed to blur just a bit. My concerns must have been evident on my face because Alana's cheery expression faltered slightly. But before she could question me, the rhythmic thud of knocks on the door redirected our attention.

She had on nothing but underwear. Alina moved to pick up the gown, hesitating, knowing the action would expose her chest again. Slowly, awkwardly, she tried to bend, groaning in frustration. “Could you please turn the other way?! I’m trying to do a thing here!” she yelled. I sighed and walked over to her, grabbing the fallen gown and raising it behind her. “I don’t care anymore. Besides… you’re mine anyway,” I muttered. She froze, probably caught off guard by the tone in my voice. I smirked and turned away.

She looked wild, her dark hair slightly messy, her eyes gleaming with malice, "What right do you have to take control of anything? You ruin everything!" She took a menacing step closer, looking down at me sprawled on the floor, “Daddy promised! He promised me everything, the company, the seat on the board. He said I would inherit everything, and you won't take it away from me! Never!" She kicked heavily at my outstretched leg, "You think you're so smart, with your planning and your big fiancé. Look at you now! Daddy is finally done with your failure! And once regains control, you'll be punished! You're nothing but a bitch whose mother is dead! A bitch!” Alina yelled, her chest heaving heavil