Alina And The Darkling Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I see how my knuckles turn white while the veins on the back of my hand bulge. He finally replies, his tone much lower this time around. “No. I-I want to see Ana.” It’s like Alin truly wants to make me feel like the villain in his love story. He breaks every rule and I should pat his shoulder. I’m not only his friend; I’m his alpha, and I have to enforce the laws. What kind of leader would I be if I were to bend the rules for my moon brother? I don’t reply and head toward the door with heavy strides. Alin’s voice comes once again. “At least tell her that–”

"And we are going to L.A." "WHAT?" Alina exclaimed in surprise and looked at Jessica to confirm who gave a small nod, saying it was true. Alina is infuriating in anger as rage consumes her whole. She looked at everyone around her, giving a murderous look. All of them looked frightened to even start a conversation with her because she is the lioness that everyone is scared of, even though no one has a clue about it, only her deadly glare is enough to scare them. But only one of them is not scared of her and that is, Shane...

“But you are her, Aria. Alana… Aria… you are her.” “I am a lycan, alpha prince. There is no way that I am the mate you are talking about. Maybe I just looked like her but we both know that I am not her but you can always think of me as her. I won’t mind. I am here for that.” “No,” he said as he cupped my face. “You are Alana. I thought that I lost you to death when you fell into a cliff but it turned out that Zuleik must have orchestrated it all along.”

And he hated it so much that he stopped drinking alcohol completely Yes, I know the truth. Alora is Alonso's true mate, not me. I have known it from the moment I first saw them together, the way his beast calmed in her presence. The connection between them is undeniable to anyone with eyes to see it. Anyone except Alonso himself, blinded by prophecy and my the presence of “the white wolf” I am not the white wolf. Not even close. In my bed, I think back to how this all began. I am Elena Algae, and I am nothing but a fraud.

Talia asked sarcastically, Ana could not stay in the living room any longer as she ran upstairs with tears rolling down her cheek, She hurled on her bed and buried herself under her cover cloth. As she cried profusely, she wants this to end with, she can't wait to be claimed by Alpha Damian, the dream is such a surreal one, one day she'd be able to stand beside him hands in hands, As he walks her as his queen in the midst of everyone that had thrown slurs and stone of shames at her.

“Everything. I'm done with the lies. The pretentious act. The hatred from my sister. The way he only lets me in whenever he needs me and then shuts me out and goes distant when he doesn't and definitely, I'm done with the cheating. Who knows for how long they've been doing this?” Alina thinks I've been sleeping with Aria. The Alina I loved was always optimistic and looked at the brighter side. She always gave people a chance to prove themselves and change for the better. I broke her twice and now she had given up on me. I must have pushed her to her limit, judging from how she sounded. “I am denouncing Darren. As of today, I don't know no Darren Blackwood”

"And what if your thoughts are wrong, what if everything has changed huh? This is a chance for a fresh start a chance for you to take back…." "There is nothing to take back Trix , this is our life now and you'll have to live with it there's nothing you can say that will convince me otherwise…..end of discussion." Trixie whimpered, her presence retreating to the back of Alana's mind. Alana had never been harsh to her before, but she did it for a good reason… a reason that scarred her for life. It's every girls dream to find her fated mate, but for Alana it was more of a nightmare. Flashbacks of her moment with Kay flashed back, his scent a mixture of sandalwood and coffee with a hint of dark

could not refuse him," she replied, her eyes welling with tears. Knowing that Helena might be lying, I, in contrast to Annabelle, refused to feel sorry for her. "You dare tell me a lie while peering into my eyes? How dare you?" I became furious. I only ever considered cutting her throat with a knife and letting her slowly bleed to death. Regardless of how she plans to hide it, her recent demeanor begs for guilt. I attempted to identify the lies she was telling while she was speaking, but I was unsuccessful. She had regrets. Her justification sounded too true to be untrue. "Can you defend what you just told me in front of my father? What if I go ask him to confirm?" I asked Annabelle. That i