Alyah Chanelle Scott Novels & Stories

LENA’S POINT OF VIEW I’m Aleena Mitchell, an American-Australian woman and I’m twenty-eight years old. I have almond-brown eyes and dark medium hair. I could bring all your sexual fantasies to life but thank God I'm only into pussies. I never had sex with a man before and that would be my worse day ever. People say I'm tall, I've been told, my mom is a Jew, I’ve been raised as a Jew and I believe in the signs of the universe.

I bolted up in joy, unconsciously hugging Kelly. It seemed pretty ridiculous but it was worth the wait. I looked at my best friend and a wave of fright coursed through me, she wasn't looking all happy and jovial anymore, she was full of bad energy and lingering eyes. I could feel her offloading dozens of rage aura and she could wolf out if I moved any nearer. "Rachael, you have been chosen by the moon goddess to become the Luna of the Crimson Moon Pack thereby becoming the Alpha's Mate," Sari said, hitting his bong staff on the floor.

"Those are the eyes of the Lycan Flower power." Chanelle walked in front of me, her arms folding across her bare chest. "Those are real. Only two people that we know of have those eyes. Alec Meyers and..." Chanelle turned to her Alpha. "You, Nicholas." For one heartbeat, I was hopeful. They knew Alec. My brother. Maybe they knew who I was, too. "Who are you?" Chanelle questioned. Her green eyes assessed me. "I'm Michelle Meyers. Alec's sister.”

Aliana's back was straight, and her eyes widened as she stared at Reid. "Cough, cough, Aliana, do you remember the show we recorded together when you were a child?" "I remember, Ah Ge, is he one of the people inside?" Aliana reminisced about the guests who had participated in the show together, and a person flashed through her mind. Don't you... Is Stein's godmother? "There was an actress named Shaylee Marley inside, I don't know if you remember her. I recently had a play with her. At first, I thought she didn't talk much and thought she was introverted, but as I spent more time with her..."

"Aliyah, someone is looking for you!" I heard my mother shouted from the living room. Probably it's Gail. I shrugged my shoulders then I didn't even bother to fix my hair. And I regretted that. "Hello, Aliyah. Still, remember me?" The handsome Doctor Dizon is here!

Noticing I wasn't saying anything he sighed. "Channing please come back with me," he pleaded, his eyes silently begging me as well. I stood my ground because I know I'm stronger than this. This week may have been short but I've come to myself, I've opened up. Since that moment I walked out of his pack house I was not the same scared little girl. I was Channing Stevens, daughter of the Alpha of The Black Moon Warrior. I am strong.

ANNABELLA { The Billionaire's Maid... } CHAPTER 31-32 ≺𝕀ℕ𝔹𝔼𝕋𝕎𝔼𝔼ℕ;𝔻𝕀𝕊 𝕆ℝ 𝔻𝔸𝕋??≻

The presenter said and the channel went on commercial break, Aliyah scrolled to the comment section and in minutes she burst into fresh tears. *Wow! Never knew late Albert had a mistress* *Such a homewrecker* *Aliyah should be grateful for having a good step mother as Madam Priscilla.* *Aliyah is an illegitimate child but wise since she gave her share to her brother* Her heart couldn't bear it anymore, she threw her phone on the bed, and collapsed on the ground… crying helplessly because reality just dawned on her that her inheritance was just taken away and now the whole world knew her secret.

It holds the names of the women whos lives I'm going to destroy and Alpha or not I'm fucking terrified. I pick it up and twirl it around in my hand. How can a single sheet of paper feel so heavy? How can a single piece of paper hold such little information and yet hold the power to destroy lives, five of them to be exact. I take a deep breath as my heart pounds inside my chest before finally opening it up and taking in the names as I feel sweat coat my brow. Ava Sinclaire Opal Thomas Holly Smith Jenny Harlow Victoria Jackson