Alys Mga Nobela at Kwento

44 ANNALISE I woke up gasping for breath, my heart racing as if I had been running for hours. The nightmare again. The same one that had haunted my sleep for as long as I could remember. But this time, the faces were clearer, the betrayal more vivid. A name lingered on my lips—Spencer—though I couldn’t recall why. My body trembled, drenched in sweat, as I tried to piece together the fragments of what I had just seen.

- I answered him. - So, you have alpha training? Why didn't you say that before? – the headmaster asked me. - I didn't know what training was given here. Anyway, I rarely beat my cousin. He's an alpha, and I'm merely a beta. - Do you mean River Ash's future alpha? - he asked me. - Yes.

my wolf growled, but I was far too gone, far too weak to move a muscle, far too gone to even breathe. Everything went silent, dark, and… Cold. ***** “Is she responding to any stimuli,” “Not quite yet, Alpha,” “Why is it taking so long?” “It would take some time for her to heal properly. It's a miracle she survived such a brutal experience,” “Alright, how long has she been out?” “Two days and a few hours. Luckily, her coma isn't going to last for months.” “Look!” “She seems to be awake, her fingers are twitching,”

“Her scent is everywhere. Do you have any idea how many males I caught acting like brainless animals over a single whiff? Guards. Warriors. Even elders. One idiot walked straight into a wall because he was too busy sniffing the air like a starving dog.” Ayla’s lips curved faintly. “I heard,” she said, finally glancing at me, her pale eyes glinting with something sharp and unsettling. “You should see the females.” I stilled. “…what?” Ayla was one of the pack’s best healers, blending ancient runes with modern chemistry like it was child’s play, but she was also a complete psychopath. Her curiosity didn’t stop at symptoms. She liked opening things up to see how they worked.

For over 260 years, Aliya has lived with one purpose: revenge. After watching her parents and baby brother murdered by a rival vampire clan, she was forced to take her father’s place as leader. The loss hardened her into a ruthless, feared vampire who sees humans as nothing more than prey. But everything changes when she meets Eric, a mysterious young man who unexpectedly calls her beautiful and defends her from a group of bullies. For the first time in centuries, Aliya feels something other than anger. Obsessed with him, she enrolls at Central City High School, determined to make Eric fall in love with her, turn him into a vampire, and build the life she never had. However, Aliya soon

Ashly screamed. "Shh, it's okay, baby; I got you," Alex said softly. Alex's hand traveled down Ashly's body, hands curled around her thighs as he pulled Ashly down so he could taste his wonderful Omega. His tongue entered Ashly slowly. Ashly's eyes rolled back, loving how her Alpha's tongue was deep inside her, making him even hotter. Alex slid his fingers into Ashly's sensitive hole. They slid in almost immediately, and Ashly gasped sharply as two fingers hit her sweet spot. She moaned louder.

Kai smirked. “What do you mean? Xerxes has no weakness.” His eyes remain on her as she shyly curled her fingers in the long lose strands and looked at him through her lashes. Kai felt his pants tightening. Beautiful and seductive. Just like hai type. Blonde hair and blonde freckles upon skin that was as white as a new page. “He has. Find me information on Lucien Alora.”

Nolan sighed as he checked the time on his phone, which he hoped was discreetly, for the fifteenth time. As the future alpha king surely, there were more important matters that he could be attending to. The she wolf in front of him was certainly attractive, but that was all he could say for her. What was her name again? April? Alice? Allison? Alyssa? Yes, that’s her name. Alyssa. She is the only child of Alpha Scott of the Harvest Moon Pack.

Ana was in the best position to know how Devin Crighton could bulldozer someone’s life with no respect to feelings or any regard to propriety. Concentrating on the chore at hand, she applied the corresponding filters of sex and age, and the search eventually drilled down to five Huntingtons and three Alyssas. Since it was more probable that her sister would have changed her last name, they opted to hunt down the Alyssa first, even if wasn’t the most resourceful idea, they had to start somewhere. The problem was that each Alyssa resided in three different states.

Sean said not caring at all Alysa who was listening at the door was in tears,,is she sure this man is her biological father? He treats her like shit,like she's not part of the family. She left the door when she noticed her mother coming out,she immediately ran to her small room. She's Alysa as you know,24 years old,blonde hair,dark eyes,skinny,in summary she's a model in her own world,but her only problem is her father. And right now he already sold her to someone she doesn't even know about,is that not wickedness??