Alita Battle Angel Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

There was no way any of these humans would touch my son. Lycan’s were dead, humans were scattered carcasses and then I see her, my beautiful mate, lying on the ground, surrounded in her own blood. Racing towards her, the fight continues around me. Tala’s dark eyes stare up to the sky, her blinks slow as she coughs up blood. Her dark eyes find mine. “I’m sorry, Atlas.” Her dark eyes fade and the beautiful green eyes gaze back at me. They become glassy as she stares at me.

I struggled to breathe but I was too weak to fight back. I searched for his eyes and locked gazes with him. The message was clear, and I knew he understood. My eyes challenged him to end me, but amusement danced in his blue orbs. He chuckled at my defiance. “Your sole purpose for living is atonement. Did you think your death would be enough?” The lack of oxygen was taking its toll, my head started to feel woozy. He smirked at my state. Then he said, “I, Alpha Flynn Astra, reject you, Gamma Anna Bella Fiora as my mate.”

“Quit pretending, it's over. You think I don't know that you pretended to indulge my excesses since we were young just to show everyone how better you are compared to me! Yes, we're sisters, but our destinies are different. You were destined to be the great female Alpha of Lunarmoon. While I was destined to live in your shadows forever!” "I joined him because, with him, my future is more assured. I was given the chance to rewrite our destinies: I get to kill you and then take your place as his Luna when he becomes Alpha. And I'll become the all-powerful Luna of this pack.” Aurora gasped in shock at Aurelia's change of attitude and her words. She had no idea of what Aurelia thought of the thi

I am only a Lycan Alpha after all, it is not like I am that rough. As I thought about it, it was a bit dull in a way. There was no connection with any of the other women. However, with Alasia the connection was quite obvious. There was a pull deep in my chest whenever she chose to touch me. Then, when she chose to look at me with a certain expression on her face, it made the pull in my chest intensify in a way that I could not easily explain. Her movements along my shaft brought me out of my thoughts as I started to hear her moan a bit.

he answered. I turned my back to him and slowly walked out of his room. While walking, I could still feel his intense gaze on my back. "See you at the altar, my Luna," he suddenly said. That was the reason why I stopped to look at him. I smiled sweetly at him. "Don’t be late for the ceremony, Alpha. It would be a shame to keep our ‘enemies’ waiting," I said authoritatively. When I stepped out of the room, I immediately saw Silas leaning against the stone wall on the other side of the hallway, her arms were crossed and her face was pale. The moment she saw me, she pushed off the wall and hurriedly approached me.

My fists clenched at my sides, my knuckles turning white with the sheer force of my grip. Arrangement? So are they truly engaged because of some archaic pact? Was Lyra, my Lyra, simply given away as part of some deal I knew nothing about? The thought was a searing brand across my soul, and it made the air feel suddenly thin and suffocating. Angela—the woman I believe is my Lyra—was about to say something, her mouth opening, when a sharp, blinding pain exploded at the back of my head. Oh shit, not again.

Alpha Wayland Reyrem: No matter how much Alina tried to play stubborn and pretend nothing happened with Bastian, I could see right through it. I didn’t need her to say a word. The scent of that idiot on her skin was all I needed. It made the blood in my veins boil. I had no idea how she managed to knock him out cold, but she did. And I respected that. Still, the very idea of him laying his hands on her… The next day, when I saw the bastard heading up to his room, I stopped him.

Aliya When I woke up I realized I was alone. Thank god for that, I am not sure I could face Brayden this morning. I have no idea what the fuck has gotten into me lately. All I can think about is having my way with him. I was never like this before. I know that we as wolves are very sexual and I know the fae can be just as bad. Angels can go either way, but the way I have been acting is definitely out of the norm. I grab a shirt, which happens to be Brayden’s, and walk into the bathroom. I link Dr Nelson asking if I can talk with her today. Normally I would go to Dr Branson but not with this kind of talk. I need a woman’s opinion and knowledge. I step out of the shower and quickly

"Yes, yes!" Angel screamed, her fingernails elongating into claws as she dragged her fingers over the rug, leaving deep gouges in the expensive material. Still Layon continued until he heard her panting as though she couldn't take much more. He'd lost count of how many times she'd cliJasoned and the lazy-eyed, sated expression upon her face told him he'd done his job well. With one more thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, spilling his essence into her, hoping that one day it might take root and they might produce the next alpha of the Silverdale pack.

She was making a low ,awful sound ,a wounded animal noise that cut through the ringing. My eyes scanned the room. Janita was a motionless heap near the stairs. The seer was slumped against the wall , not moving. Kayla was picking herself up off the ground bead the dais,her hair wild ,her clothes smudged with dirt . She stared at the space where the vortex had been, her face mask of utter loss. “ No “‘ are whispered. Then louder. “NO! It was almost mine!” She turned her gaze to Laila, and it was written with pure hate. “You ruined it! You pathetic, selfish creatures!”