Dame Alina Kotlc Novels & Stories

The Alpha of Crystal pack stood with a young female on his side. “Great party, Alpha Dante,” he said. He smiled, trying to appear friendly, and touched my shoulder blade without my permission. Looking at his hand, I held myself from growling at him. I pushed his hand and took a step back before giving him a polite reply. “Thanks for coming, Alpha Cole. I hope you have a great night.” Cole’s smile broadened before he spoke again, “Absolutely. This is my daughter Kirana. We have trained her to be a Luna so—“

"Thank God you're okay! What happened to you?" "The baby, Nikolai. She hit him. She said she was going to kill him." Her fingers were pointed at me. "What are you talking about? That's not—" Hold on. What baby was she talking about? "That's exactly what happened." Alma stepped into the circle, her gaze still not meeting mine. "The guard wrestled this knife from her." She took the knife from the guard's hand and flung it at Nikolai's feet. "Nikolai, you have to believe me—" I begged. He halted me with his hand. The heat in his eyes returning. "Get her out of my sight."

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 at him. Then at the two people at the table. The one on the left spoke first. A woman. Older. The kind of face that had been composed under pressure for long enough that composure had become the face rather than a layer over it. "Alina," she said. Not Alina Crosswell. Not Host Five. Just Alina. "You know my name," Alina said. "We know considerably more than your name." She gestured at the chair across the table. "Please sit down."

My knees ached against the hard ground beneath the white layer. Nikita laughed out loud, triumphant. “Everyone, look! Look at the great ex-Donna of the Romano empire… right here, beneath my feet. Can you all see?” The guards and maids stared. Some looked away, some watched with pity but none moved to help. I don’t blame them. They don’t want to lose their lives. “Now say it,” she demanded. I opened my eyes. Tears blurred my vision. “I, Alina Moretti…” My voice cracked.

Damon replied as he sat on the huge chair Alina smiled, firmly holding her staff as she stared evidently at Liam, she had a feeling but never showed it, lightening flashed and the sky rumbled as it dropped it tears on the realm, Alina smiled widened the more as the sky continuously dropped it tears "Before we start Liam, let me introduce you, she's Alina, the great priestess of Zalwanga!" Damon explained and Liam nodded, he held a shy face "Alright, when do we start!" Liam asked as he bored his on Damon

I stood up awkwardly and pretended to be cold. "Anyway, you better not attend the ball.Not only Lucy, but Alina will also be there.She is the daughter of Alpha Leonard, who has noble lycan bloodline.They are powerful people.Only her status and wealth are comparable with Lucy's.Moreover, everyone loves Alina." I cleared my throat and added, "I don't want her to be unhappy because of you." Davina snapped her head up to look at me.Her eyes widened as if she had understood something.

He wondered if she was listening to him or maybe it was a joke that she had asked him such a question. "That is merely an Alpha," The woman snorted, then added, "I mean, do you want to become the next Lunar Alpha of Laseria? The strongest Alpha there is." Mark furrowed his brows as he stared at the woman. Lunar Alpha was Damien's position. It wasn't just given by mere people but by 6ue, the goddess, as well. He believed that was the reason Damien couldn't be overthrown by the Elders, no matter how hard they tried.

Maybe he likes me back too. He catches me staring at me and gives me a heart melting smile making me blush instantly. Look at me, I am acting like a teenager. “Danika.” He says as he approaches me while Alison leaves, after waving me goodbye. “Oh Jake, I didn’t see you there.” I pretend as I flip my hair, making him give me an amused look.

Lance, the photographer, came forward, his eyes sparkling with admiration. "And once again, she has impressed us with her impressive skills," he exclaimed, his voice filled with admiration. "Aly, this looks stunning." Alyona was beaming with pride and felt immensely grateful for the acknowledgment. She had put a tremendous amount of effort and passion into her creation, so receiving such high praise felt incredibly rewarding. "Thank you," she replied, her voice soft and humble. "I just wanted to capture the essence of beauty—the transformative power of makeup." With a final nod of approval, Alyona turned to Lance and placed the transformation in his capable hands.