Alisha Daniels Misfits Novels & Stories

Steps back. "What were you thinking? That Dante De León was going to save you? That he would come charging in here like some hero?" She laughs. Bitter. Mocking. "Dream on." Another strike. Across Seraphina's back again. Blood sprays. Spatters against the stone walls. "I don't care to know what you say about being mated to that thing." Alisha's voice drips with venom. "That weak thing you call a mate. And I do not want to even believe it."

Eliza greeted with a smile and an evil agenda. “I already defended you and I hope I don't lose because I have fangs and they aren't a design tool but they can be.” Diana's smile seemed more fake as she can't even hide her displeasure. More than anything I appreciated that Natalie looked at me and just shook her head. In her arms lay Sammie. As the girls left, Alisha took that as an opportunity to attack me. “Don't you dare because you were the cause. You made her into a woman of no caliber and a slut. That was the image you created and the image you desperately sold for me to believe. It wasn't until recently I got to know you lied to me to set your sister up.”

Reign spoke when the phone was answered. “Reign Lily Davis! Where are you?” Dominic snapped at her. “Long story short, I got into a mishap and now I’m stuck with two guys. One is an ass and the other is pretty cool,” she blabbered. “So how am I going to get to Alisha?” Dominic asked. “I'm driving over there now.” “Maybe you can stop by and stay with us,” she replied, ignoring William’s stare. “I’ll give you direction,” she directed him. “Bye babe.”

This man really had no shame, she thought, giggling to herself as she brought up her lips to be captured by her mate. **************** The witch threw the last of the nuts into the fire, she knew that this was the portion. She had tried and failed over the years; since she was disgraced out of the pack, but this one came with a different energy, she just needed one thing to complete the portion. The Alpha’s bold, she knew it was a tough call, Zach hardly bled, not in all the years she had known him.

I struggled to speak, but she just laughed maniacally. "You don't recognize me, do you, Luciana?" she sneered. "I am Ashley your best friend you betrayed, reborn in this body. And I have come for revenge. You can't escape this one. I knew you would escape as soon as you know Martains would come after you. You haven't changed at all." My mind raced as I tried to process her words. Ashley, the alpha's mate and my friend who I had betrayed and killed. I had thought I had gotten away with it, but now she was back, seeking vengeance.

He was beyond ready to take this next step, and he was counting on her being ready, too. "That's all the time we've got today, and this will be our last episode this season. But tune in next week anyway, as I'll be giving a quick tour of how the brand new Misfit Kitchen facility is coming along. If all continues to go according to schedule, we'll be filming next there just in time for the new year. And I'll be having a special guest chef coming to join me. Moses Lindsey is one of the best pastry chefs I've ever had the pleasure of working with, and he's coming down to do a weekend workshop. Links to signup for that are on our website." She aimed a blinding smile at the camera. "Until next ye

“The Volkov gal, the candlelit dinners, the stolen kisses under the moonlight - all of it. You walk away, or you walk away from this rebellion.” My breath hitched. Annalisa’s face, alight with laughter from some social gathering, flashed in my mind. The warmth of her hand in mine, the way her eyes crinkled at the corners when she smiled. This was madness. I couldn’t just throw that away. “But...Annalisa, she has nothing to do with this,” I stammered, the words tumbling out in a desperate plea. “She’s different. I saw the way she looked at those hungry kids outside the opera house, the way her eyes welled up. She can’t be a part of it.”

Why were those two people here coincidentally? "Al, let's just go home, okay? I'm full already," Allisya stopped walking. She didn't want to sit near Daniel, even though there was only one table left. "Oh, there's Allisya, your worst ex. Come here, join us," invited Luna, falsely nice, after emphasizing the word 'worst' without caring about Allisya's feelings. "She's not my worst ex. But my most beautiful one," Daniel smiled at Allisya.

she introduced herself. "Hi Alisia, you can call me Dannie, definitely. It's nice to meet you." I greeted. "The pleasure is all mine, trust me" she said giddily. "These are my best friends, Layla London, Janelle Wang, and Sofia Vergara" I introduced. "Hi! It's nice to finally meet you all. You're much more beautiful in person" Alisia said, her perfect smile still graced her face. My friends blushed in unison and greeted her. They looked at her the same way she looked at me; their eyes shined with their approval of her.

In that moment, the one even happier than her was me. To turn disaster into blessing and hold true love again—that was a gift from a past life. After the wedding, I took Jasmine traveling all over the world. Our honeymoon was a thousand times sweeter than anyone else's. It was years later when we heard news of Alyssa and Dylan again. Alyssa's mental illness had never been cured. And Dylan, during his PhD studies, had committed multiple counts of fraud and sexual assault. He was sentenced to life in prison. As for my family with Jasmine? We were still happy. Still whole. We had a son, a daughter, a cat, and a dog.