Choose Me Novel Ayla Novels & Stories

I was cursed by a dark witch. If I was not marked by a mate when I came of age at eighteen, I would die alone. Cassian and I grew up together. I had already pictured it, the two of us bonding under the Moon Goddess's blessing at the Full Moon Ceremony on the day I came of age. But on the day we won the war against the rival pack, Garrick, the head Elder, held up a vial and let his gaze sweep across the crowd. "Cassian, you did more than anyone. This healing potion should be yours." I looked at him hopefully. After all, the potion was the only thing that could suppress the curse and keep me alive long enough to come of age. But Cassian avoided my eyes. "Give it to Lilith. She's an Omega. She'

The scent of worry and anxiety that threatens to suffocate me. “There’s no other choice, Mom,” I say, breaking the silence. My voice is hoarse, exhausted. “I can either stay here and become Alpha Conan’s plaything while I watch Levi and Mira live a happy life—or I can try and survive as a rogue.” Astra’s jaw clenches. “I’m sorry, Alyssa.” Her voice is quiet, yet filled with guilt, with regret. “When I brought you here, I thought you would be safe. I thought… by now, you would have been accepted as a member of the Moonborn Pack.”

For a few seconds, Ayla had been the most hopeful person after learning she had a family, and it only took Nox to tell her that this grandmother had already gone to Lyra to make her heart waver. Yet another person who chose Lyra first. “Does she know about me?” Nox nodded. She chose Lyra first and didn’t even care to come and see her. Why? Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, Ayla focused on keeping her emotions under control. He must have sensed how difficult it was, as his hand landed on her shoulder. The touch made her flinch, but also brought her back to reality. “I can take you there.” Her eyes took in the cloudy grey of his iris, the perfect calm in his expression, and she calmed

I looked down at my young wife, who’d just been vulnerably honest with me. “You don’t have to be afraid, Ayla . We have all night.” Ayla glanced around, her eyes lingering on the door to the left leading to our bedroom. “Do you think drawing it out will make it better?” I wasn’t sure what would help Ayla . “Tell me what would help ease your fears.” She considered that. “If it felt like I had a choice.” “You have a choice,” I said, stepping close to her. “Do I?” she whispered, peering up at me. “Will you really allow me a choice?”

“ I am glad that after all that storm , my daughter is finally seeing the light of the sun along with a rainbow . She has been through so much since sh was a child and has helped us opiate a lot . Has given us courage and has made us smile in our most difficult moments . After learning of Nikolai’s condition I entered in a stage of serious depression but thanks to Ayla I was able to get out of there . She worked hard and made sure that our family was well maintained . After she left the work as your assistant , she was dead set on becoming someone important . I could see that she was hurt at that ime but she never gave herself a rest . I would wake up in the middle of the night to see her st

And she’ll be mine. But then, a memory came, a shadow from his past. A face. A name. Pain. He closed his eyes and shoved the thought away. Not tonight. The past is dead. Ayla is here. She is now. He stood up and walked to the window. His eyes looked up to the sky. The moon brightened his face as if it was out for his sake. And his heart, usually cold, was burning. Burning with desire. ******** AYLA Ayla stood in front of the mirror. Her gown was soft, silky, and lilac-colored. It clung to her body like a second skin. Her golden hair flowed down her back, reaching just above her round bottom.

Ayla POV I felt like I was having the most amazing dream, I felt warm and safe, like I was wrapped in a blanket of love. But then, when I realised I was wrapped in someone’s arms, I panicked. My eyes flew open and landed on his sweet face. It was so close to mine. My stomach danced, and my heart raced as his grip around my waist tightened, pulling me closer to his body. He felt so warm and the urge to run my fingers across his skin just so I could feel it was too much. As much as I wanted to stay in this moment for the rest of my life, I couldn’t be here when Callan woke up. That would just be awkward. I gently slipped my fingers under his hunky arm and tried to lift it, but his grip became

But it carried. Finn’s face changed. Only a fraction, only for an instant, but enough. Then Ayla moved. She ran to me. It should have been a small thing beside all the rest. A human girl crossing a yard. But in that moment it split the room more cleanly than any speech could have done. She chose in public. Chose me while Finn was still trying to place her inside his version of safety. Chose me in front of the whole pack, in front of Selene, in front of Garrick’s blood still drying on the ground. Ayla rested her hand gently on my shoulder and whispered, so quiet that only I could hear: "He's lying"

Ayla's pov I finish out my school day and head for my locker. Jace is my ride this week, we trade off, and it’s his turn to drive. I’m rearranging my books, trying to figure out which ones I’ll need for homework, when I feel someone step into my space. I look up. Ice blue eyes. Kieran Vale. Future Alpha of Moonridge. Fantastic.

“WHEN DESTINY BRINGS YOU INTO A GAME” MEET ALBYAZKA STEVANO__ He's the perfect man. Young, handsome, rich, multitalented, until he got the title of the perfectionist boss. Makes Alby always take everything easy, including women. However, everything began to change after an accidental meeting at that time. Alessia Mikhayla, a girl's name who can destroy Alby's easy thoughts about women with just a nickname from her. A fierce and stubborn woman who makes Alby interested and challenged to get it.