Allison Delaurentis Novels & Stories

A stunning young woman huffs, folding her arms across her chest, looking at the three of us most unpleasantly. “I’m...” I start to say, but she holds out her hand, making me close my mouth quickly. “I know who you are.” She narrows her eyes at the three of us. “I know who all of you are, Luna Ashleigh Blackwood, Beta Daniel Richmond, and Gamma Eric Stephans. You are all a long way from home.”

Luis said to her and led her to his room. Luis turned on his laptop and quickly went into his email. He opened the mail. Sheila Williams, 25 years, caucasian, North Africa, Western Sahara. Luis went through all the other details of the lady. His eyes widened "This can't be," Luis said and Lily looked at him questioningly. "She's been dead for 10 years now. We need to speak with Nora?" he said. "Why?" Lily asked "She is related to Nora," Luis said and Lily gasped.

"Hello?" "Hello, yes, is this Alison tucker?" "Umm yes it is, who's this?" "Hey Alison it's me Doctor Rivera and I'm calling because your aunt is here. She is fine, she just collapsed at the soup kitchen she was working at and she is doing better and will be released saturday morning at 7am after a full day and night of observation. I'm sorry we couldn't get a hold of you sooner. We couldn't find a number or a way to contact you so we had to wait for your aunt to recover some and wake up."

After a fruitless search of the house, I spot Merida, who I can't quite refer to comfortably as my sister yet, in the kitchen talking to Allison, both of them jump back and plaster fake innocent smiles on their faces when I walk into the room. "Oh thank the goddess, I thought you were the Alpha." Allison laughs, her fake smile broadening into a wide, genuine one. "I thought I'd been caught slacking off, do you want some chocolate brownie? They're still hot." "Allison is the best cook in the world." Merida picks one up and stuffs it into her mouth whole. "Don't tell Mum I said that though." "Uh… I won't." She grins, her lips and teeth coated in chocolate like a little girl and you can't help

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

Delia replied trying to sound harsh Delia wasn't really angry at her, she understood that she needed her space. "Didi can you come over?" Allison asked in a low voice trying to sound cute. "That's not going to work on me Miss," Delia replied. "Please." "I'm at work," Delia said. "You are off today Delia." Damn! Allison knows too much about her. "No. I'm still not coming." "I got something for you." Delia paused for a moment, and Allison smiled, it's working already. "What did you get?" "Alexander McQueen..." before she could complete her statement, Delia screamed dramatically. Allison just shook her head, Delia is just being dramatic as usual.

“Allison, I’m sorry I slapped you. I acted out of rage.” Allison had come to the occasion as a potential member of the company – a topping contestant for the face of Fernandez Holdings. “Oh, c’mon, let that be,” Allison said, waving a hand. “I would’ve returned it a thousand times stronger than what you gave me if your uh…didn’t come for your rescue.” Allison signaled at Carlos with her lips pointing out. Isabelle muttered a smile. She lifted her and grabbed a glass of red wine from the tray held by a waiter passing by. She knew what Allison had come for, but wasn’t ready to give it to her.

(Italian Translation: Uncle) "Alessandro, good to see you!" A woman peered through the door with a baby in her arms which I assumed to be Lynn and Sienna. Lynn was absolutely gorgeous. She had brown hair with blonde highlights, and her skin was flawless damn, this family has a good genes. "And you must be Cassandra She turns to face me and her face has a wide loving smile. "I would hug you but I have a grumpy little girl in my arms". "It's nice to meet you Lynn," I said, and I could see Enzo staring at me from the corner of my eye.

I share a look with Blake and he nods. “If I can please have everyone’s attention?” I say loudly, standing up and walking to the small platform where Blake was supposed to speak after lunch. Now I’m here, and he will join me when we’ve sorted out this little misunderstanding. The room quiets down quickly, and I can see the Coven Mother’s smirk in my direction. They knew this was going to happen. My eyes catch Talia, Tabatha, Dia and Athale, they are all smiling broadly and nodding encouragingly. “My name is Allison Avalon, and I am the last female Alpha of the old Avalon family, who once ruled over a werewolf pack in this Region - the Marigold Pack.” People mumble, but it’s a council member

my heart refused to accept a betrayal like that. Lorenzo couldn’t be doing this to me. He couldn’t. My wolf let out a broken howl inside me, and the pain made me shake from head to toe. Then, through the murmurs on the video, the sound of a wheelchair rolling closer cut through everything. Someone moved a pale blonde woman into place beside him. «I know you’re all shocked, but it’s me, Alina Greco, and I’m ready to stand by my Alpha the way I did before,» she said in a low but steady voice, taking Lorenzo’s hand where it rested on the armrest.