Confessions Alesana Novels & Stories

Alessandro must’ve drugged her with a high dosage. Was there any way she could get out of this now? She thought of Leone. They had just made things right between them, and now this would happen and cause more conflict. “I’ll be having you recorded.” Alessandro’s words snapped her out of her thoughts. “So the whole world can see me fuck you. That way, you would belong to no one else but me, my dearest.” Anna’s eyes widened. “No,” her attempt to scream only came out as a low breath. Another series of tears rolled down her eyes, and as much as she tried to hold them all back, she couldn’t.

“You gonna speak or not?’’ I demamded. All I needed was a nod of her head. Well, she didn't give it. “Pretty stubborn ain't you?’’ I left go of her neck with an hysteric laughter, driven by raw anger. She coughed hard, spitting her guts with visible veins all over her crimson face. “Stop being stubborn, Annalise….’’ Alessia tried warning but words eluded her when Annalise darted a death glare her way. “You're the least person I ever wanna hear again, and trust me I'll kill you once I get out of here.’’ She swore. ‘‘Sadly you ain't leaving. You must confess to the whole Silverstone pack about what you did.’’ I decreed. She let out an annoying scoff, fuelling my resolve by more degree, sprouti

49 ANNALISE The evening light filtered through the old, dusty windows of Adrian’s shop. I could feel the weight of my past pressing against my chest, memories I had long tried to bury. Adrian stood nearby, his eyes filled with concern, waiting for me to speak. The silence between us grew thick as I fought to find the words. “I trusted him,” I began, my voice barely above a whisper. “Spencer… he was everything to me at one point. A part of me even believed we could share something beyond this realm, that we were bound in some way. But it was all a lie.”

The only way to break the spell was if the confessor dies. The confessors referred to themselves as "sisters" and lived together and of course, they had a leader. Isabelle's sister was their leader. King Caesar - back then, when he was still a prince - had been on a long trip with some guards. When it was nightfall, they found a place to camp, but unknown to them, it was close to the camp of the confessors. While they were asleep, the confessors attacked them and confessed him - Caesar - alongside some of his men. He was confessed by Tabitha - Isabelle's blood sister and the leader of the confessors at that time.

The letter trembled in Alessia’s hand, the ink blurring where her tears fell. Kael’s words were a venomous snake, coiled and ready to strike even from the grave. He hadn’t just betrayed her—he had ensured her ruin. The evidence was meticulously detailed: forged documents with her signature, coded messages to the rival pack signed with her nickname, even a recorded conversation where her voice, twisted and edited, spoke of treason. It was a masterpiece of deception, a final act of cruelty designed to destroy her.

There was always a loophole. Aeliana knelt so their eyes were level. “You have one chance,” Aeliana said. “One. Surrender completely. Name every agent you planted, every spy, every pack you corrupted. Do it now, and you keep your soul. Refuse, or lie, or hesitate, and the binding finishes its work.” Annalise laughed in disbelief. “You think I’ll betray my own for mercy from you?” “I think,” Aeliana answered, “you’ll do anything to keep existing. Even if it’s just to hate that keeps you breathing.”

Some of Sisca's fans even threatened to dox her, causing her to become a social outcast. Sisca's ability to distort the truth seems to have reached its peak. Alessia's almond eyes flashed with coldness. She could endure attacks against herself and Dylan, but if these brainless fans dug up her information and exposed Dominic and Eleanor, that would be big trouble. This had already crossed her bottom line! Alessia handed the phone back to Marcus and looked at Dylan. "Bring your computer over here." "Okay." As soon as Alessia spoke, Dylan almost didn't need to ask why, and had his assistant bring a laptop over.

Alessandro slurs stumbling up the stairs and dumping his shoes by the door. "Also how did you only just get here? You left before me" She raised an eyebrow and shame spread across my face. "Uhh" I blushed thinking back to Alessandro fucking me in the car and our sweaty bodies colliding with each other, his cock pounding my pussy. "Okay, I think that's enough information," She states, looking at my reddened cheeks. Sienna started to make little noises and starts crying, "Let me tell you, babies' work is fucking hard," She sighed, trying to calm Sienna down.

Alpha Kyle cleared his voice and raised his volume, "I... Alpha Kyle of the Moonhowlers Pack, hereby confess to having raped, tortured, and killed Emily Jansen... I sincerely apologize for what I've done and begged the mercy of Emily's family and friends. May her soul rest in peace in the Moon Realm, while I will be going through severe torture and punishment in hell..." As Alpha Kyle was confessing to his crimes, I glanced at the blood-stained cages and shackles in the dungeon. I suddenly felt a wave of nausea. I passed my mobile to Gean and said, "Make sure he confessed to every girl he has murdered. Then, I need all of his confessions posted online before noon." Then, I stormed out of the

Kyle laughs out. I go to turn to go inside because I can not watch this. We just had sex a few hours ago and now he is making out with another girl. As I turn around I run into a man built like a brick wall. Bracing myself I place my palms flat on a bare rock hard chest. I feel the smooth soft skin covering toned define muscles. "I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going." "No problem gorgeous. I'm Dean. I don't think I've met you before." His voice is so sexy and my breath catches in my throat ask large hands settle on my hips.