April Hale Novels & Stories

I had finished cleaning the kitchen, under the guidance of Margaret. She was an Omega and an elderly servant, whom to my knowledge, was Hawthorne's most trusted maid. She had decided to help relieve me of some duties and had sent some maids to replace me. “Take a break, Aurora. You will need it.” She said as she gave me a look of pity. She knew, they are knew that I’ve become Killeen’s new sex toy. However, I refused. “Don’t worry. I will take my break, when I clean the Alpha’s room.” I informed her and hesitantly, she nodded and I headed toward Hawthorne's room.

"It's a pleasure." "Hi, I'm April." The high energy girl pulled me in for a hug. Unlike the others, she was very energetic and seemed genuinely happy to meet me. She was around my age and had light brown beautiful skin and long straighten light brown hair that reached her mid back. She wore a yellow floral lace scalloped skater dress and a pair of yellow flats. "I'm the Luna of the Crescent Moon Pack and this-." She pointed to the curvy red head that was standing next to her. "Is my Beta, Nicole."

I look again at thе рhоtо оf uѕ dаnсіng, but the phone’s screen flickers and gоеѕ blасk. Shіt! April was рurроѕеlу аvоіdіng someone, аnd hiding hеr рlаnѕ tо mоvе tо New York. I didn’t think ѕhе hаd the gutѕ tо dо something lіkе this, аnd I саn’t wоrk оut whether to bе proud of her оr еvеn mоrе scared fоr hеr ѕаfеtу.

I prayed the offering would be sufficient. Ethpeal Hayle had once been an influential witch. When I was just a baby, an evil coven challenged our family. She stood against them alone, cutting herself off to protect the rest of us. The Purity coven fell thanks to her, but the fight scrambled her sanity. So, I waited for the old woman to make up her mind about the candy and tried to be patient. It wasn't her fault she was nuts.

Mom finally left to take a bath and I was dosing off. In the middle of giving in to sleep I saw a figure leaving the room but not sure if I was just seeing things. I slept anyways. (DENVER HALES POV): I kept my gaze on the sky and still seated on the grass in the field, I leaned on the tree behind me. Where is she? Why has she not come here? I have to take her. I need to take her with me. I closed my eyes as a cool air blew passed my face, revealing it in the moonlight.

Finally, the sleek black Chrysler pulled up, and she was hustled away from the press and into the backseat, her bodyguards shutting the door and tapping the roof, a signal to the driver to whisk her away. The city was beautiful, and April often used the time it took to get from her apartment to the studio to appreciate how small she was compared to the majestic buildings that gave New York City it's appealing charisma, a wolf could reinvent herself here, and that's exactly what she did. Without warning, a familiar crippling pain engulfed her, and April fought to urge to vomit up her breakfast. It was happening again, dammit, Zade! The first time he had sex with someone else, April thought sh

the butler said. Damian dismissed him and continued his work. After a few hours, Amelia woke up from her nap. After sitting up, she notices two girls dressed in a maid uniform, one who looks matured and the other one seems like the same age as her. "You're awake, madam?" The black-haired one said. "Who are you?" Amelia asks. "Oh right. We hadn't introduced ourselves" the brown-haired one said "My name is Helga, young madam. And this one is Maisy. We were chosen to be the young madam's maids" the black-haired one said and pointed at the one beside her.

Andrius felt his eardrums sting, and just as he was about to gather his inner energy, a figure appeared in front of him. The person was graceful, exotic, and dressed in Murrfield attire and silver jewelry. It was none other than Halle! At that moment, she looked noble and passionate, yet exuded a different charm. Halle’s face was pale, and her expression was desolate. “Andrius, I’m under the control of the Apocalypse Insect and will inevitably become a disaster for Murrfield and Florence in the future. You must kill this creature and avenge me!” Each word she uttered contained blazing fury.

Performance time, Anya. ​I pulled the door open. The woman standing there was the opposite of Elara. Mrs. Hale was a round, motherly figure in a perfectly starched uniform, with kind eyes and soft, graying hair pulled back in a neat bun. She looked like she should be baking cookies, not overseeing a tyrant’s household. This made her all the more terrifying. The spy would never look like a spy. ​"Mrs. Hale," I whispered, letting my lower lip tremble slightly. "Please, come in."

She would have seriously hated having to replace her brand new brown chiffon knee length halter dress and four-inch heel lace-up sandals. When the transformation was complete, she breathed a sigh of relief. It was so freeing to release her dragon, especially after such a stressful day. Launching herself into the air, Leah reveled in the luxuriating feel of the wind whipping past her scales as she flew towards her destination. While she could have walked to where she was going, it would have taken her more than an hour to get there, whereas flying got her there in no more than twenty minutes. Hazel Drift was pretty large. So, when the war broke out, it was divided into two. Her clan owned thi