Alya-san Light Novel Novels & Stories

Alyssa left Alcinder and went closer to Elektra. “Where did you find this book? Elektra!”. “I stole it from one tricky witch”, Elektra winked. “And that tricky which has one chapter only she can open”. Alyssa playfully shoved Elektra from the stool and sat on the stool. She caressed the book and gave it a feather-like kiss. The book glowed swiftly. Elektra was taken aback, she was wowed. Avyanna had gently lifted Alcinder and had his head on her lap. She gently traced the contours of his face. He had sandbags under his eyes and he was paler. He was hurting and she could feel it.

Three hours of powerful people talking, laughing, debating… and occasionally poking their noses into things that weren’t their damn business. This dinner had already pushed a ton of very uncomfortable buttons I had. First was the whole Diego conversation, then the creepy reincarnation talk from Elder Alaric. Now I was sitting here without Ashton beside me. What could go wrong? “Luna Sapphire,” Alan's Luna, Selene called out. "Are you alright? You’ve been awfully quiet.” Before I could even open my mouth— Luna Aria spoke. “Oh, wolves from Silvercrest are usually quiet,” she laughed lightly

A dire warning inked in blood-red ink covered the bottom of the page. "It doesn't say anything about super-strength," I sighed, taking the book from Kayla and throwing it in the middle of the room with the rest of the useless books. "And anyway, Alaya wouldn't rely on a human, she hated humans. She had her own wolf. She didn't need to create a half-human, half Lycan to fight for her." Hours later the sun dipped behind the mountain casting the library into shadowy darkness. Lena distracted herself lighting candles and flicking on the lamps. Only a few paltry books remained on the shelves and we still had no answers.

~Reika As I lay there, the warmth of Vlad’s body pressed against mine, a sense of unease gnawed at the back of my mind. The world outside the tent seemed distant, almost unreal, but I couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was wrong. Suddenly, the flap of the tent was thrown open, and Arya burst in, her face pale, her eyes wide with fear. “Reika, we need to leave. Now!” I sat up quickly, pulling away from Vlad. “What’s happening?”

"I am a Lycan princess. A werewolf and you are my child. The heir to the nation of Leria. You are the heir of Talera Lerion the Fierce Warrior of Leria. You are Alasia Lerion and have the making of being a fierce Warrior yourself. The man whom I want you to trust is your mate, your one true match of a man. He is your other half as you are his. You are a mated pair from Fate herself." "Does that mean I am to have, you know what with him?"

Ayla’s POV The sun came up too fast. The sky was a pale, sickly yellow, not gold. Like a bruise. I dressed in clothes made for riding, and for fighting. Soft leather pants, a dark tunic, a light chest plate. I braided my hair back tight. I looked at myself in the mirror. Liliana’s face stared back, but the eyes were Ayla’s, hard, and knowing. Down in the courtyard, the noise was loud. Horses stamped. Men shouted.

But underneath, there had been this huge danger lurking the whole time. I held Jasmine's hand by her hospital bed and sank into my thoughts. My original plan was to take back all the assets tied to Alyssa and then break up with her peacefully. Now, because of the mess she'd made for herself, everything that should have been mine had come back to me on its own. And Alyssa and her old flame would never see the sun again. Jasmine's hand twitched. She was showing signs of waking up. I gripped her hand tightly, calling her name.

he reassured, his tone as soothing as a gentle breeze. "P-please! Just call me Rhea," I stammered, feeling a sudden rush of panic as I pulled my hand away. His genuine kindness was unexpected, I couldn't help but wonder if there was more beneath the surface. Perhaps sensing my unease, Caden remained composed, his eyes meeting mine with unwavering sincerity. "Forgive my bluntness, but I must confess, Lady Rhea," his voice steady yet filled with emotion, "From the moment I saw you, I felt drawn to you. If you would consider it, I ask that you become my Luna."

They solidify the feeling of acceptance and connection between one another. It's believed that is the reason that female lycans are sometimes gifted with supernatural abilities. Like Ava Boucher, the seer who foretold the prophecy. And my sister. I only hoped that her ability would work. I brushed my fingers through Willa’s hair as guilt tore at me. I should have known this would happen. I should have figured it out sooner. Damen was right again. Things didn’t add up. ‘Damen,’ I reached out through the mind-link.

Ayla's pov I finish out my school day and head for my locker. Jace is my ride this week, we trade off, and it’s his turn to drive. I’m rearranging my books, trying to figure out which ones I’ll need for homework, when I feel someone step into my space. I look up. Ice blue eyes. Kieran Vale. Future Alpha of Moonridge. Fantastic.