Anya Forger Cry Novels & Stories

Alpha Kane suddenly said as he approached me. He declared, "I, Alpha Kane of the Arctic Wolf Pack, reject you, servant, as my soulmate!" His words struck me like a wave of pain, surpassing anything I had felt before. "Ahhhh!" I screamed, writhing in agony as my body convulsed on the floor. It felt like something within me was shattering, and my wolf howled in pain. In the process, my clothes became torn and disheveled, leaving me almost exposed for everyone to see.

Really. They are definitely planning to trip me on the ground. Dream on...! Sighing, I started to walk and not for long when a pain throbbed in my head as my hair was pulled, "Bloody scrap... I am talking to you, Amy was the hiker in the team and now you have to do it" Selina hissed, the other girls exchanged bewildered glances. "But that needs practice, Selina" one if the other girl reasoned. But I could see how easily Selina shut her up with just a glance.

My tears stopped right then, looking between them hesitantly, "That's not what I want…" "That's enough," Dad spoke with authority as he emerged from a corner, tousling my hair. "Fiona worked blood and sweat to establish the Forest Pack too—there's no reason to bring the wrath down on a frivolous Alpha too. Nothing's more important than for Fiona to be happy and to rebound." And with those words, my brothers' wrath was pacified. - After dinner, I was prepared to get some much deserved rest when my phone rang. I was surprised to find that it was from Diana, who asked, "Are you out on a trip with Duke? Your mailbox is piling—should I collect it for you too?"

I was about to turn away when I heard the sound of a lady from inside, moaning. “Fuck me harder, Derek.” I felt something inside me break into a million pieces. Prince Derek wasn’t worthy to be anyone’s mate, least of all mine. It was the worst fate ever and I’d be damned if I ever accepted it. I swallowed my tears and ran until I reached my room, slamming the door behind me. If this is what the Moon Goddess had planned for me, then let her watch what I do with it now. I would be alright.

And, it had seemed we had come back with our own little permanent memory of our time there too… Aria walked into the kitchen, looking stunning with her long blond hair in loose curls, and her make up simple. Dressed in a pale blue skater-style dress that enhanced her beautiful curves, and showed off her pretty impressive cleavge too… one that had been enhanced by the bundle of perfection currently snuggled within my mate’s arms. “He still sleeping?” I questioned, asking about our beautiful little boy, Nico. Now a week old. Dressed in a cute little blue and white striped short and top set.

It is for this reason that I have chosen to retain Master Blackridge for questioning. "Due to the delicate nature of this hearing, admittance has been limited to the witness and the Court, and it is because of this that I have chosen to call Captain Zahaynei to speak on behalf of his men. This will keep our guests to a minimum while maintaining the integrity of the soldiers' testimony. "Lastly, we have with us Miss Avera Ibori, daughter of High Colonel Tyberion Ibori, fugitive of state." 'Fugitive of state!' Avera's eyes widened in shock and horror as Kallida continued.

My body hit the tiles, the impact jarring my senses, but Naomi’s arms pinned me down, her breath ragged. “Anna, no!” she cried, her voice thick with panic. My chest heaved, sobs breaking free as the weight of what I’d almost done crashed over me. The rage was now drained, leaving only a hollow ache, and I collapsed under her, my tears soaking the cold floor.

She howled his name repeatedly, demanding he claim responsibility for her, threatening to report both him and me to the High Council of Packs otherwise. The videos spread rapidly throughout pack networks, opinions divided, with some beginning to investigate my identity. As I frowned in irritation, Nate appeared and silently took my crystal. "You're due for a holiday. We're going to the Ancient Peaks tomorrow." Before I could respond, he had already made all arrangements. When we reached the summit together and gazed across the vast wilderness, something within me finally settled. There was nothing wrong with love itself—the flaw lay in those who couldn't honor its sanctity.

The man brushed his lips against her reddened earlobe, then turned back to continue talking with CEO Lampo, "This afternoon? Um... I'm sorry; I have an important meeting." "Can you postpone it? It's not often Uncle Lampo comes to Singapore..." Meanwhile, beside them, Fiona Forger was utterly unaware of the conversation. She bit her lip resolutely, her body trembling, emitting a moan that was almost a cry... Her eyes were half-closed, her cheeks were a rosy shade, and though her mind was somewhat chaotic, she still held onto a bit of consciousness. She bit her lip desperately, fearing that her cries would escape her lips if she weren't careful.

Millie continues "take his money, take his job, take his happiness, take his soul. It still won't be enough to pay back what he did to you" Tears roll down her cheeks and her vision becomes clear again. She can't think of the last time she looked in a mirror and her face wasn't dripping in tears "There you go, crying again. Like you always are" "I'm not" she wipes her face "I'm not crying anymore" "Good" ~