Alive Book Review Novels & Stories

The wails of a child tore me from sleep. "Look at our son, Lily. Isn't he just precious?" Derick smilingly cradled a baby in his arms, standing at the foot of my hospital bed. Blinking away confusion, I took in Derick's youthful features and realized: I had been given a second chance at life. I had come back to the very day they had taken my child from me. The thought fueled a surge of adrenaline that pushed the pain aside. I reached out, desperate to take the baby from Derick.

And once you reach for it, you will identified as one of their leader. Every born child of Alpha's will have their own book. And this book will lead them to a quest. A quest will help them to level up. These Alpha's were created by Mother Tree, she was the most powerful of the underworlds. She can give more life to every creature in their land. But creating the Alpha's would be her greatest mistake because instead of protecting their land they were the one destroying it by killing each other just to be a leader. The four Alpha's can be recognized which group of clan they're belong by the color of their eyes.

The title reads, "The Lost Bloodlines: A Forgotten Legacy." Excitement surged through both girls as they opened the book. Its pages were filled with handwritten notes and illustrations, detailing a secret society that had existed for centuries, guarding the knowledge of a special lineage—a bloodline with extraordinary abilities. As they read further, they discovered that their suspicions were correct. Tiffany and Hailey were indeed descendants of this ancient bloodline, born with unique powers waiting to be awakened. The clash they witnessed the night before was just the beginning, a sign that their journey was meant to unfold.

Not fully awake. But alive.

And instead of feeling overwhelmed, I feel— Alive. Terrified and uncertain and possibly dying. But alive.

It had been doing that for weeks now, growing stronger each day. At first, I thought I was losing my mind. That grief had finally broken me. But this felt real. Too real. My wolf stirred restlessly inside me, pacing, agitated. *She’s alive,* he whispered. *Find her. Find our mate.* “She’s dead,” I said out loud. “We buried her.” *No. Feel it. She’s alive.* I pressed my hand against my chest, feeling the pull. It

♕𝑊𝐴𝑅𝑁𝐼𝑁𝐺𝑆♕ 𓆙mature content𓆙 𓆙contains abusive stuffs𓆙 𓆙murder𓆙 𓆙non-consensual / dubious consent sexual activities𓆙 Iғ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴʏ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ. Iᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏʀᴄɪɴɢ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴛ� � ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍʏ ʙᴏᴏᴋ. Don't copy my work. This is based on my imagination.

Beautiful, a word I never associated myself with, until I met him, even with all my flaws he still looked at me as if I was rare, delicate, and precious. Now he was all over me, fussing over my heart rate. I won't lie, no one has ever been concerned about my health since after my mum died, my father and brother would have gladly killed me if they could, I have no doubt that they let me live because they felt my being alive was worse than death. They were not wrong because I was a living corpse in my former pack. "I feel fine," I say to Drake who was looking strained suddenly.

Slowly, it painstakingly processed my thoughts, arriving at a shocking yet exhilarating conclusion—this wasn't Mom's hand! She might still be alive! She could still be held captive, waiting for me to rescue her! I shot to my feet, excitedly and incoherently explaining my deduction to Hope. However, she abruptly pulled her hand away from mine. With her eyes filled with exhaustion and doubt, she laid bare her disgust and rejection with no intention of masking them.

She reached for my face and tugged the hair behind my ear, smiling softly at me that evoked some overwhelming emotions. "When hit with a tragedy, surrounded by danger and drowning in problems.Some try to survive, some give up and some choose to fight.What makes one a survivor? Escaping death or any other danger which they believe might have been their luck but if one wants to rule, they must fight.Its up to them what to choose, a survivor who is still somewhere afraid of being caught or a fighter that face their fear and acknowledge the depth of power" .. Luna Christine's words repeated in my head for a good while.I was forced to change my judgment.She is right.I am trying to survive but sti