Dame Alina Kotlc Novels & Stories

“Salamah malam, I am Petra Noor Zafeela, a land magical girl from Kuala Salatam.” “Ah, nice to meet you too. I am Alisa Garbareva, a wind magical girl from Kartovik. And these are my friends, Floria Fresilca, Linne Helenawicz and Felipe Elsberg,” said Alisa, introducing her friends. “Hmm, the Garbareva family, Wicz, Elsberg, and members of the Vitanian Frontline Witches Brigade at one table. What an interesting meeting,” Krista said. “Huh? So you know about my family?” Alisa was surprised to hear that remark.

Everyone around let out a startled scream, scrambling away. Everyone started talking. "Alpha Konan is fighting publicly! Over this whore!" Alpha Konan wasn't done with Damien. He strode towards him and pinned him to a spot. His eyes burned with a dangerous, unfiltered rage. The asshole—Damien was still grinning. "Hit me then," he taunted, Damien's voice challenging Alpha Konan. "Show everyone that the great Alpha Konan is losing his cool because of a mere servant girl whom he once contracted to be his mate."

I felt Damon shift slightly beside me, his expression unreadable, but his hand remained close enough that I could feel the heat from it without touching. Alina continued, her voice softening slightly. “I extend my respect to Alpha Damon Rowan and to those who stand beside him. May this new era bring stability, strength, and peace to all of us.” She inclined her head, then stepped back as formal applause began to rise through the chamber. I clapped because everyone else was clapping, though my hands felt detached from my body. Mira, sitting somewhere behind me, leaned forward slightly and whispered, “That was… unexpectedly diplomatic.”

⸻ Damien didn’t waste time. ⸻ “We’re looking for a guest,” he said. “Miss Alina Hale.” ⸻ The woman’s expression shifted—just slightly. ⸻ “I’m afraid we value our guests’ privacy,” she replied politely. ⸻ Of course. ⸻ Damien reached into his coat and placed something on the counter. ⸻ Coins. ⸻ Not excessive. But enough. ⸻ The woman glanced down. Then back up. ⸻ “Well…” she said, lowering her voice, “she was here.”

“The pack is gathering at the ceremonial grounds. Damon’s people are already there.” “And Lena?” “Vera has her. In the main hall, surrounded by guards.” Alina stood. She’d changed into fighting leathers, simple and practical. Her hair was tied back. Her hands were wrapped. She looked like a warrior. But Kaden could see the fear underneath. Could see the way she kept glancing toward the room where her daughter was sleeping. “You’re going to win,” he said. “You keep saying that.” “Because it’s true.” She looked at him. Then she crossed the distance between them and kissed him. Quick and hard and desperate.

Nikolai asked. She nodded, her small figure trembling. “You’re the king,” she whispered in awe, eyes wide. “I am,” he said, smiling softly. “Do you know where Alpha Carter’s office is?” “Yes!” Alina squeaked, leading the way with surprising confidence. They hurried inside. Nikolai reached the desk, found the hidden button, and pressed it. A secret door swung open, revealing a small room. Nikolai rushed to usher Alina inside, but he could see her fear in her eyes.

"Alina… come up here." The camera turned to her and everyone looked in her direction. Alina stilled for a moment, her fingers squeezing the edge of her dress. Why hadn’t he told her he was going to do this?! Jesse leaned in. "You’ve got this." She took in a soft breath and slowly walked to the podium. The hall went quiet again. Aiden stepped aside, giving her the stage. Alina swallowed, smiled nervously, then spoke. "Hi, everyone… I’m Alina Carpenter. I’m part of BLAQ’s creative team."

LUCA Alina’s look of shocked confusion was almost funny. Her face was burning, and she looked stunning, standing there with her hair around her shoulders, her eyes hot enough to burn. She rolled her neck. “I suspect he did. Why? What do you know?” I shrugged, pulling my jacket off my shoulder. “Nothing.” Alina came over to me. She lifted her large eyes to mine. Her pupils were wide and dilated like they had been that morning. “I'm sorry, I told Pietro not to call you.”

They had gained ground, but Clara knew they were not yet safe. As the shadows drawn back from the Heart's light, Althea stunned, confronting a cover of seethe and edginess. She raised her hands, summoning each ounce of dim enchantment she had cleared out, her eyes burning with a deranged intensity. The ground trembled, the air vibrating with her wrath. “I will not be defeated by mere children!” Althea screamed, her voice echoing across the clearing. Her hands glowed with a sickly green light, and she launched a final, devastating attack aimed straight at the altar.

Alpha Nicholas I don't think I have ever run so fast before in my whole life. When I sent the guards back with Bonine's brother and that bitch that calls herself my daughter's mom I give Tony some other errands to run for me to keep him away. Of course, I knew that he would want to go and see her after what she did. Of course, I knew that he would love nothing more than to kill the bitch and he may not know it yet but if it comes down to that then I'm going to give him the honour of ending her life, it is the least he deserves, but right now, I need her alive because I need to know what the fuck she's up to now. I've not seen her in almost 9 years so why is she here now?