Ciel Alois Novels & Stories

"I am Alpha Ezekiel, this is the Bloodhound pack. And you are a rouge in my house, surrounded by my warriors, and my pack of 1500 men. You're not the one with the power here, I am. So when I ask a question I except it answered. Now. Who. Are. You?" I clenched my jaw in frustration, he was right. I had no power. No choice. He could do anything to me right now. And I wouldn't have any help or any way to stop him. I nearly reached at the thought. I was fucked. Royally. With that in mind I responded to his question; "Cecil." "And where did you came from? Are there any more like you?" He fired the questions in quick succession. "The East Coast, I travel alone and have not come across another fema

She replied almost immediately. “Cut that crap. We both know your name isn't Mia. I need your real name.” Angelo stated, his face going red with built-up frustration “Well, that is a top-tier secret that I wouldn't wanna uncover, but since we're working together, you can call me Cie.” Cielo's tone was calm and her face gave away no emotions. “Cie, as in C, the alphabet?” he asked, staring at her suspiciously. “Ya. That is a big clue to my name,” she replied.

my heart refused to accept a betrayal like that. Lorenzo couldn’t be doing this to me. He couldn’t. My wolf let out a broken howl inside me, and the pain made me shake from head to toe. Then, through the murmurs on the video, the sound of a wheelchair rolling closer cut through everything. Someone moved a pale blonde woman into place beside him. «I know you’re all shocked, but it’s me, Alina Greco, and I’m ready to stand by my Alpha the way I did before,» she said in a low but steady voice, taking Lorenzo’s hand where it rested on the armrest.

She looked very pretty. “ You look beautiful, Tal; I’m happy for you and Zeke,” Aly complimented. “ Thanks to you, Aly. I really appreciate this." “ My pleasure; I’d better go get ready. I’ll meet you at the church.” she bid picking up her box and walking off to her room. Her photographer was going to take pictures of Talia and her girls for her business pages, aside from the photographer Talia had hired. ~ “ Are we ready now?” Camari asked her friends, waiting for them to get into their robes.

“For now, just let us get this done, yeah?” “I am curious about what THIS is.” The Lycan said as Leonardo opened the door for him. I kept my eyes on the man before taking a step toward him as I kept my arm around Daniella. I extended my hand to him, and he smiled, extending his to shake mine. “Alaric Klein, to what do we owe the honor?”

The Telhi girl could not express her feelings any further. But Alisa's expression made Pierre a little suspicious. "Hey kid, are you okay?" Pierre asked. “Oh yeah, I forgot. Who are you two actually, and why are you here?” Aaron asked behind her. Alisa just lowered her head, unable to answer. Finally, it was her best friend who answered the Clonovian technocrat’s question. “I’m Floria Fresilca, and this is my friend, Alisa Garbareva.” “Garbareva? Wait, Garbareva?”

Only what they choose now. Alessia stood. Kael rose with her. She turned her head toward the freed herald. “You. What is your name?” He startled. “My… name?” “Yes,” she said. He hesitated, as if dredging it up from a place long buried. “Rian,” he said finally. “Rian Caelum.” “Rian,” Alessia repeated. “You served the Architect. Now you’re free. You owe him nothing. You owe me nothing.”

19 Alessandro has his arm wrapped around her waist and they stepped forward to cut 15 pounds cake made customise from Daily Delights By Rabia. The cake was so beautiful like the one that Sabrina had always wished for wedding. Her eyes were shimmering with happiness. The knife was passed to Sabrina by Liam and Alessandro placed his hand on hers as they cut the cake. The couple was smiling brightly. Alessandro took a small portion of slice and bring it near to Sabrina ’s mouth.. She blushed and opened her mouth slightly as she nibbled on the cake slightly.

the dragon seemed to roar Ariet name for a long time only to receive a calm and full of gratitude look from the strongest Archmage of the world Ariet L'Caster. "Elish doesn't be too foolish to believe in the Raziel ... Take care of our Aysha; she is very naive... Ciel is a good person... you should value him more... Ah, at least were you who ended this torment... I can die in peace now..." Ariet voice was too soft and let a warm sensation, but every few phrases, he vomited blood, that is a painful image.