Alto Library Novels & Stories

Naiiling na napatayo ako't lumakad patungo sa bintana. Tanaw mula sa kinaroroonan ko ang malawak na lupain na sakop ng pinakamaliit na kastilyong pag mamay-ari ng pamilya namin. The Alcala de Escolta Real, a sprawling Baroque castle sitting in 2, 000 sqm of land. It's magnificent and speaks opulence just like the rest of the castles and estates we have across the country.

I’m almost sad when the road trip ends and we arrive at the gate of the neighborhood on the outskirts of Denver that belongs to their pack. When we pull into the driveway of the packhouse, we’re greeted once again by two burly bouncer types who escort us inside. They bring us straight to the guest rooms we stayed in last time, depositing our belongings before walking us back to the foyer where Alpha Cole and his sister are waiting to receive us. “Nice to see you two again,” Cole booms as he strides across the foyer. He shakes Theo’s hand first, then mine. “You remember my sister, Astrid?”

If he was afraid, it did not show on his voice, which had a tincture of what seemed to be hate, lingering on it. Ada watched the horizon as the ostentation of the yellow fire continued. It was arranged like a long yellow thread, trailing from the top of the mountain, down to the earth. They were too many, about some thousands or more if she was not mistaken. She now could see reasons why the people of Alaocha were afraid to attack them. “They are so many.” “For the gatherers?” Ikedi asked, with amusement written somewhere on his voice. “Wait until you see the pack”

As much as my brain tells me I should be afraid, something tells me he’s not dangerous. That he’s just flirty. Like Alex. He reminds me of a darker, older, werewolf version of Alex. I didn’t answer him, moving my phone up like I was trying to ignore him. Really I’m taking his picture to send to Logan. “Yet again. Not your business,” I stated. Aurelia: That’s him. I’ve been backing up to the forest just in case. Do I need to run? Logan: Colby Delaney. *eye roll emoji*

He stared at me and walked straight towards me. Dakota got infront of me and growled. He stopped but kept starting at me. I heard bones crack and there stood the most power Alpha in the world. Alpha Alcander. He smirked in his naked glory and growled. "Mate."

The air was heavy with the scent of rain and soil when the stranger arrived. The guards at the gate barely had time to issue a warning before he walked through the threshold of the stronghold as if he belonged. Toran. The name rolled off tongues with a mixture of awe and dread. A rogue Alpha. An outcast who’d refused every pack’s allegiance. It was said he left trails of blood in his wake, carving dominance wherever he went. His presence was a statement: challenge.

I bit my lip when he got up from the couch to take off his clothes desperately, and I took advantage of ogling it at every garment he took off, knowing what would come when he was completely naked. “What the hell...?” My eyes widened at the sight of a tattoo on his chest. It wasn't just any tattoo, of course. On his left chest there was an A written in cursive letter and inside the letter I could see a landscape. "I wanted to take your memory with me, Abbie,” he explained, kneeling naked between my legs, "I always wanted to remember the first moment we met." “Is it the island?” I asked looking at it closely; I liked how incredible the blue sky, palm trees and sand looked. It was as if the A

Arturo: “Alpha…” “As long as they did not come out to call us, then we wait, Lorenzo.” I said, stopping the man as he heard his mate scream despite hearing the first baby’s cry. I had to admit, we were worried when we weren’t called inside the room. But when we heard Ayla scream again.

He said chuckling a bit. "No, it's alright. When and where do we meet?" I asked as I brought my car engine to life, pressing harder on the pedal making it roar really loud. I brought my Lamborghini. "Where, do you think?" I rolled my eyes. Why would you ask me to lunch and have no idea where you're taking me to. I guess he sensed what he did before quickly adding, " How about we go to Lasan?" He asked. Lasan is an Indian restaurant in Westhill, Aberdeen. They have very good food, though it's very fancy.

She is like a little light at the end of the tunnel giving me hope, that it might be the end of darkness and light awaits farther down. Althea pov 'I cannot let Azzazal know that I came to his room to get away from his brother' Althea thinks in her mind. Earlier that evening when she was in her room, Ornan knocked on her door. She opened thinking it might be her brother Lucifer. But she was shocked to see who it was. "What do you want" she spat those words like a slap. "You wounded me, darling, all I want is just you," he says eying me up and down.