Bad Reputation By Naleyar Novels & Stories

I knew how easy it was to ruin a reputation, and bad news was more interesting than good news to a group of bored pack members. Also, Nalia hadn’t said or made any indication that she wanted his transgression announced. If she decided that she wanted a public trial, then I was willing to do so. That would serve as a deterrent to others who may try to do such a disgusting act. Despite my best efforts to clean up my pack, there were still a few bad eggs, and in all honesty, I doubt it was possible to completely erase them. Most people kept their transgressions hidden, and I couldn’t very well start spying on all my pack members. But I wasn’t willing to tolerate heinous acts. We weren’t barbari

Nayel twirls my hair with his fingers, "Yeah I am, my siblings are the coolest as are my parents I had a pretty blessed childhood, not much to complain about" "Must be nice" I joke causing Nayel to let out a throaty laugh. "As much as I love my family though" Nayel starts off, "I always felt like the odd one out because I'm so introverted and I mask that with this cold exterior. I feel bad that people have to make more of an effort with me because I just can't be bothered with it most of the time, I don't feel like I deserve all that I have. This life" Nayel gestures to his house, "My amazing family" He caresses my cheek, "You" his eyes laced with sadness, "I'm an asshole, I don't know why s

“I didn’t even know he’d be in my room. I don’t want to talk about it.” “Why not?” Serena teased. “You could be mates now. You love Thayne, don’t you?” But Naya’s sad eyes killed her smile. “Hey,” Serena said softly, stepping closer. “You can tell me anything. Is this about that wolf who held you earlier? Do you know him?” “Yes,” Naya said quietly. “He’s the Alpha of my home pack ‘Moonveil’ . But please, stay away from him, Serena. He’s not a good person.”

Who you are. I chuckled bitterly. "I am a rogue, Damon. Like the other misfits, you hunt for sport with your family. His smile got bigger. That's what you were told. But it's a lie. I became icy. A lie? Damon's voice got lower, almost mocking. "You're more than a renegade, Nyla. You are descended from Alphas, a forgotten legacy that the common populace is oblivious of. I gasped. No. He was lying. He must be.

“So. Now you believe me.” “Yes,” he says, pacing. “Now tell me what you propose we do.” He stops, eyes hard. “Because ever since Nyra crawled out of whatever hole she was hiding in, she’s taken everything. Clients. Investors. Research grants. My company is bleeding.” I stay quiet, letting him unload. It’s no secret that Dynamo has been going downhill the past few years. It is mostly due to the fact that their last drug trial killed more than 200 people in Kenya and our dear Nathan’s has also had some not so private cheating scandals. But I found out through the grapevine that he blames miss goody too shoes for his failures.

She could still hear the cry and agony of her parents being burned alive by humans. She was a young girl that time and they happily live in the village of Analem. Analem was a peaceful village and the villagers were kind towards one another. But their family has a secret. Leni's mother Fani, was a Badblood, a shape-shifter and Fani hid it to other people except to her family. Leni never feared her mother for she knows her mother is not evil and will never do bad things to others. His father, Ayeil, was a human and she loved Fani with all his heart.

He looked at him with pity, which made Brandon even more furious. “Yes! You better remain seated because you know you can't compare to a real Alpha! A fake Alpha like you shouldn't even be in this meeting or allowed to say a word here! Bloody weakling! You are just too scared to use your claws!” Brandon started yelling vulgarities and mean words. He kept insulting and calling Rhett all sorts of names. The room was filled with the sound of Brandon’s shouting. Naelis had been seated very quietly all through the meeting. She had been listening to the plans and thinking about her father and Darcy. She was tired and she was very stressed. Hearing Brandon’s loud and stupid shouting was the last st

"Your wife died on June 22. You went home on June 23 and didn't even notice. "And your son? He starved to death. You left a three-year-old alone to fend for himself. Don't you dare call yourself a father." Bill froze, his face ashen, as the examiner handed him the death report. His eyes scanned the text, halting at the final line: [Rhea Ray, female, age 31—cardiac arrest.] [Luca Clayton, male, age 3—starvation.] The examiner didn't stop. "Three years old. Starved to death in his own home. What were you doing while your son died? Shacking up with your secretary?"

Nia nodded and climbed down from the bed when she suddenly hesitated and started going through the tag she carried around her neck. When she flipped to a small picture, Nia's eyes shot wide open. Lifting her head up to look at Ysabelle, Nia said, "You're a bad person, I will not go with you!" Ysabelle was confused by the sudden change in her attitude. Holding back her frustration, Ysabelle continued forcing a friendly smile on her face. "Nia, what's wrong? Why am I suddenly a bad person?" "Mommy said that everyone in this tag is a bad person and that I should stay away from them," replied Nia.

Zephyr scolded the frail looking girl and she whimpered in fear. "I only got there few minutes before the full moon Alpha, she said he left the same day he came and never returned. I am sorry." The girl apologized for nothing. She had not committed any crime, except she knew something she was not telling us. "What are you called," I asked not wanting to increase the tangible tension. "N- Nailah," she responded with trembling lips. "Alphas what happened yesterday when your mate returned?" Dr. Alberto asked what already spread round the pack like the Gospel and I wondered what hole he lived in.