Cody X Sierra Mga Nobela at Kwento

His hands continued their encroachment on my body just like during the bike ride while my mind and heart went to another head space. “Mate accepted us ! Mate accepted us ! Mate accepted us !” Sierra joyously celebrated. “Now let me meet him !” she demanded. “No, I want him right now,” I refused making Sierra growl and sulk. “You are always with him, San ! Let me out or else I will mate with him right here,” she threatened. “You are the worst blackmailer in this world,” I scoffed indignantly. “Learnt it from the best,” she chimed.

Sierra is grumpy, distrustful, and absolutely hates showing her weakness to others. So, if I were Sierra, yesterday night, I would try to convince Xavier that I didn’t have a nightmare and make up an excuse which she did. And because she’s distrustful, she wouldn’t tell me what her dream was so I’m assuming since she hates vulnerability like the plague, she probably had a dream where she was vulnerable. She probably let me in telling herself she didn’t want that to happen again and now she’s embarrassed because I saw the side of herself she hates the most.

I opened the door thinking it was Alex and to my surprise, it was a blonde-haired lady with two hefty men. "Hello, is Alex in?" she asked. "And who are you? " I asked, and she smiled, looking offended. "The cabin belongs to the Yellow moon pack, right?" She asked. "Who are you?" I repeated. I wasn't about to give information to a total stranger. "If you insist. My name is Hilda Carter, daughter of Beta Dillard Carter and chosen mate of future Alpha Alex Wildbreed."

Daniel always thought it was ridiculous but he secretly loved it. One fan responded by “I was doing my best to accept Azure but after seeing all this I realise that I would be waisting my time.” The other responded by “Someone should tell Azure that she is waisting her time,” and tagged Azure’s fans who did not respond. A few thousand of them against billions of Tremaya’s fans did not end well the last time and they could not find anything to use against Tremaya’s fans on those video clips.

Raising my paint gun again, I aimed at his face, but Sierra pushed it down. Up ahead, the game marshall blew his whistle, giving me a warning look. "Come on," Sierra pulled me aside, behind a wall. "I don't like that guy." I told her. "How could you shoot your own teammate?" She asked, lifting up her helmet and giving me a full glare. "The game hasn't even begun yet." "You expect me to roll over and show my tail?" I asked. "Like a fucking beta?" She shook her head with a look of disapproval. "Beta? Please, Dante, you're such a man's man."

Sierra could hear so many soldiers that encouraging each other while she stayed behind to look for Xion. “Sierra, what are you doing?!” Gray grabbed her arm as he tried to pull her. “I don’t see Xion!” She answered. “He’s fine!” Gray spoke quickly, “I saw him and Keith; now, let’s go!” Hearing that information made her heart relax and she already ran with the remaining soldiers when suddenly the ground cracked from all over them. “Woah!” Gray fell down to the dirt, while Sierra quickly pulled him up. “Run!” They kept running while Sierra realized that so many soldiers already fell into the crack. It’s only a matter of time for her to fall down too. She didn’t have enough time. And she was ri

X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X ~ SIERRA's POV ~ What the hell have I gotten myself into?! “Colton, slow down!” she pleaded with him, but Colton wasn’t listening. Sierra had no option but to keep her body and head close to him, for fear of falling off the motorcycle. Oh my God, I’m gonna die out here!

I don't know if the storm is Xanthos's return or my Sierra's unpredictable health. ~~~~~~

On and on, the crowd shouts and becomes angrier. “I know you hate me, but you should know that mate bonds are sacred!” Sierra cries, milking this for everything it’s worth. Just from her eyes, I can tell she is trying to get the crowd even angrier. And it works.

she paused, pursing her lips, “I got the hard part out the way first. So, thanks.” “You’re welcome.” She leant towards me, ignoring my dry tone as curiosity lit her amber eyes. “I am excited to meet Cyrus properly, though. All that research we did – all that mystery – and he’s so – well, he seems so normal.” I snorted. “He’s not, but I’m sure he’ll be flattered to hear that.” Sierra’s cheeks coloured. I hopped down from the bar stool, swallowing the rest of my gin in one go and leaving the glass on the side. Music blurred into the night, swelling and pulsing like cresting waves nearing the shore.