Armin Pfp Novels & Stories

She said, and I smiled, taking a step back to look at myself in the mirror. I fixed up the small broche that was in my hair, it was a scorpion one, and ensured that my jewelry was adjusted properly before taking a step back just as I heard Arturo walking inside the room. Seeing him, the stylist, hairdresser, and makeup artists walked out of the room, leaving us alone. I turned around to look at him and he smiled, crossing his arms over his chest as he held a small blue bag in his hand.

Lev's POV When I woke up, I realized that the insignia on my chest had suddenly changed into a lion cub with a wing. I was baffled as I ran to the incubation room and saw that Ari had already broken out of the egg. It's a female, but she has a male passive form. What's more, she had a wing similar to the insignia on my chest before it disappeared.

The fight is over. The crowd goes silent, the shock controlling the crowd before I hear a voice filled with pride and love boom, "Woohoo Armina, knew you could do it" Aiden claps loudly, before several hesitant claps join him. "Winner, Armina Carter" as more people join in the applause. One who joins hesitantly is Alpha Leon, Serena's brother as he stares at me darkly, a slow clap of obligation.

She was afraid that he was a bad person who wanted to kidnap her because of her stepfather's status as a very dangerous military chief. But Diana's wild thoughts disappeared when the man introduced himself.... "I'm Darren, that's my name." Darren? Annabelle's friend? Diana had never known. "I'm the boy who caught you crying in the restroom when your mom scolded you," he said again. Dana immediately shut her mouth. She finally remembered! Darren, the son of Alpha Adam who currently leads Pack Kyne. Diana still didn't think they would meet again. Especially after not meeting for a long time, she didn't recognize his face.

Things were tough, but I was a survivor and that got me the chance to see my loved ones being proud of me and gathered under one roof. "Congratulations, sister." Armin's voice made me look back, I didn’t even realize someone was walking towards me. "Thank you. Are you back for good?" After Lou got married to Alexander last year, Armin left the country and went to Brazil. This boy always kept everything to himself, so I never got to be sure that he was in love with my best friend. "Yeah, thinking of staying here from now on." He smiled, stuffing his hands in his pockets. "Look who is here."

Without thinking twice, Archer strangled his neck, he was about to hit him when I stopped him and whispered into his ear “If you do this what will the pack think of you” He glanced at me and released him. “Ryker, I am ready to compete with you… I will make sure you lose to me” Archer said, gazing at him. “Oh. Then let's see," he muttered. We all went to the elder's place, we met the leader of the eldest whose name is Fridolf, he stared at them both for some minutes before speaking. “Ryker, since you insist you want to compete with Archer then you can but I surely know that you are gonna lose this battle because Archer is stronger than you,” Elder Fridolf said and he was furious.

My job’s equivalent to working in a chocolate factory. ‘Karen already knows him, don’t you, darling?’ purred Armina, her arm linked with the willowy Jo’s, both women presenting their bodies as near naked as public appearance allowed, in miniskirts and cropped tops. Spike just sat there without speaking, his booted legs crossed in front of him, his neat tush parked on the seat of his mean machine. He wore faded, ragged, obscenely short cutoffs. Only a skimpy vest covered his upper body, and his muscles bulged, matching the impressive himp in his crutch. His pectorals were crowned by erect nipples on an almost hairless chest turned golden brown by the sun.

His name is Armin Hosseini, who seemed to be eager to meet Damien already. Damien did a quick background check on Armin. It turned out the man was no common criminal. He was Harvard-educated and highly intelligent, which means Damien had to tread carefully around him. "Damien Sky, it's an honor," Armin Hosseini flashed him a pleasant grin. He was almost as tall as Damien with pitch-black hair and full-faced beard. His smile was deceivingly friendly. Who knows what kind of devil hid behind it, Damien thought.

The journey gave us so much and brought us so much more. "I'm so proud of us," I said out loud. "Me too. We gave up a lot, but we got a lot in return. We were destined to rule Godric, and we had proven that every single day." A soft knock pulled my attention back to the office. Balthazar stood in the doorway looking as tasty as ever. His hair was a slight mess, and his tie was pulled apart and hanging around his neck. The first few buttons of his shirt were undone, and his sleeves were rolled up, exposing his tattoos. He did them a year after my crowning. He wanted to show the unity our joining brought to the world. His left arm had a dragon curled around his forearm, blowing flames at the m

“If you care about him, Armin, do something. Make this right.” Armin’s jaw clenched, and he reached out, gripping Bjorn’s hand as if to ground himself. “I will,” he promised, his voice cold and resolute. “I’ll make sure he gets the care he deserves.” He glanced at Andrine, and for the first time, his eyes held a spark of determination. “And I’ll make sure everyone who failed him pays.” -----------