Darkling And Alina Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She stood before one of her bolder works, her hands moving as she explained it to Zara. “This one… she’s me,” Alina said, tapping the image of the bound, blindfolded woman. “Not literally, but—” she bit her lip, laughing shyly, “—it’s what I crave. What I can’t have. What’s… become an obsession.” Zara cackled, throwing her head back. “Girl, you’re insane!” They both doubled over, laughter spilling out, so unguarded it was almost intimate. But Alejandro didn’t laugh. He leaned closer to the screen, his thumb brushing the edge as if he could touch her through the glass.

Red whined, causing waves of annoyance for Darkness. Darkness carried Vanilla into the large bathroom, straight to the double bathtub. Despite being the Alpha king, Darkness had no issue with humans existing, in fact, he found them quite amusing and smart. With all their inventions that were both fascinating and unnecessary at the same time. Turning on the faucet, he placed a silent Vanilla on the edge of the bathtub and began helping her strip.

▄︻デ══━一 COLTON HAYES💥 Alina had been far too chatty since we dragged her down into the cellar beneath my father’s house—the same cellar where Tate, the twins, and that mangy idiot she sent to break into my home were now locked up too. The space wasn’t much. Cold, dark, and unforgiving—like the consequences of the choices that brought them here. And despite the chain around her ankle and the healing gash across her temple, Alina still carried that arrogant tilt to her chin. Like she hadn’t lost.

Camila closed her eyes, waiting for the cold leather to come into contact with her skin, but a voice stopped the guards. "Leave her." The person said: Maybe she was too engrossed in waiting for the whips, and that was why she didn't recognize the voice or hear it. After she stayed there for a while without the leather coming into contact with her back, she raised her head to see what was going on. She clicked, regretting the fact that she had wanted to see what was going on. Alina, with Alpha Killan standing on her side holding her waist, was there talking at the guards. She zoomed out, wondering how it was that an intelligent person like Killan couldn't see through Alina's fake love. She ha

' 'Alina will disappear. 'Like she should have from the beginning.'

She took the glass and placed her head on my chest. This was perfect. The perfect mini staycation we didn't know we needed. Well, at least it was until I opened my big mouth and said, “This reminds me of my honeymoon with Alina.” It was supposed to be an inner thought. But it was like my mouth had no control. Liana stiffened. Then she moved back a bit, and while looking into my eyes, she said, “Tell me about her.” ALINA'S POV I should have acted my part as Liana and gotten mad that he compared our moment with Alina. But the truth was, I knew all this romance with Edrick was happening only because I was Alina.

"I thought you would at least give us a chance!" "Ugh, enough of this sentimental crap!" Alina is yawning and dramatically touching her lips with her fingertips. She turns to her little sister, who has hung her head. "Order your dragon to destroy his mate—this is Raven's last breath," Her white teeth gleam victoriously. "Checkmate."

Damn it, why did it feel like his girlfriend was throwing pure shade with every single word tonight? "Fine, fine. My bad." Alina rolled her eyes, her face tight with a completely fake, plastic smile. "Miss Davids probably thought she was the actual Luna and forgot that Seraphina is the one legally bonded to Alpha Mortimer." She crossed her arms, staring right at Mortimer's rigid, pale face, enjoying the kill. "Mortimer must be absolutely heartbroken right now, huh? Watching his 'sweetheart' sitting behind bars in a prison jumpsuit. I bet you're so upset tonight you won't even be able to—"

Chapter Fifty One – His Presence in the Dark Alina’s POV The night felt endless. I had fallen asleep because of the medicine the doctor gave me, but my mind would not rest. My body was heavy, but my dreams were full of shadows. Faces I wanted to forget, voices I never wanted to hear again. In the dream, I was back in that cold room. The police lights flashed against the walls. My hands were cuffed again, cutting into my skin. And then I heard Dima’s laugh, sharp and cruel, echoing everywhere.

She said instead and Talia stared at her for a moment before nodding. “As you wish, Alina,” Talia frowned, realizing that Alina was alone. "Where are your maids?" She asked. Alina smiled then shrugged. "You're enough." She didn’t understand what that statement meant but Alina spoke again. “Shall we?” Talia nodded and they walked to the training grounds together. The path was quiet and Talia could feel Alina staring at her. Finally, Talia looked over. "Is something wrong?" "No!” Alina said quickly. “It’s just that you look a lot like my dead cousin.” She whispered with a shy smile.