Darkling X Alina Novels & Stories

It seemed unreal, like the Joker or the clown from IT was sitting across from me. “We’ll kill him,” he said in a low rumbling tone that seemed to come from somewhere else, someone else. It seemed to shake the entire room. My eyes widened. Our Dark Alpha is rising, Xavier commented. I was too stunned to say anything back, I just glanced at Nick who furrowed his brows, looking at Jake with a question he didn't dare voice aloud. Kyle~ “Kyle, you didn’t add anything to the grocery list - would you like to?” Ally’s mom asked me, peering out from the kitchen.

If this was what it will take for her to bring Damon to herself, she was ready to give it to him. She was standing near the window watching the pack wolves fight with each other for practicing skills when she heard the sound of the door opening. Her body went stock still for a moment, wondering and excited at the thought if it was Damon. She slowly turned around, anxious, and happy, but all those feelings disappeared when she saw the person in front of her eyes. "Alina?" Alina stood by the door that she had shut close behind herself. She was wearing a yellow dress that clung to her curves and fell open from her waist. Her hair tied in a side braid, while a few curls fell on the sides of her

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

Her face turned a shade of red that completely put Alina’s hot pink lipstick to shame, and she wouldn't look me in the eye. I couldn't help but smirk as I looked down at my ruined sweater. The front of it was completely soaked in bright orange liquid, the cold moisture finally seeping through the fabric onto my skin. Alina was honestly the best wingman I had seen in a long time, even if her methods were loud enough to wake the dead and completely terrify my employee.

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.

Aluna was on the way to campus. She was well known as Aluna Mentari, 21 years old, she was a medical student, and she has a friend called Fatma. She was riding her motorcycle that always accompanied her wherever she went. “Today, there is an exam from Mr Anton. He was known as a ‘killer lecturer.’ He has never killed a student. If he had done that, he would not have been a lecturer now. I wonder why a discipline lecturer, never smiling and strict with the rule, is called a killer lecturer. The killer is someone who kills people. I still don’t understand” Aluna’s inner voice along her way to campus. “That is not my problem.” She continued while watching the red light.

When her gaze snapped to Alina, I saw it—a flash of unfiltered, murderous fury. But she didn’t speak, nor speak. No one did. Because we all knew how this ended if anyone raised their voice. She's the Luna and we are just maids, no, slaves. Alina turned back to me, leaning in until her breath brushed my damp cheek. The scent of mint and something floral made me want to vomit. “You think you’re clever, don’t you?” she whispered, “Hiding in here like some fragile little bird. But even birds get their wings clipped when they try to fly too high.”

I said and caught up with the spot, standing in front of her and realizing also that some people next to us heard me say her streaming name. “Queen Of Dawn?” Someone next to us asked and the words kept on flying while I concentrated on the face of Alaina, turning around to give Lorraine a ‘thank you’ type of look. “I love you,” I said. “Your deeds have nothing to do with me and I have nothing to do with them also.” “I am an Omega Wolf, Alexander—” Alaina said. “Who cares?” I took the ring I brought along from my back pocket and went on my knees.

CHAPTER SEVEN -KINNSION- The flight to the Gravemaw Hounds' territory was uneventful, with the exception of Alina's constant chatter about her new boyfriend, Ronan Dukes. "He is the most divine person I've ever met!" Alina gushed. "His eyes are the color of the moonlit sky and his smile could light up even the darkest room. And that's not even mentioning his sense of humor!" "Alina," I smiled tiredly. "That's all very lovely, but I'd really like to take a nap before we arrive. I haven't slept since yesterday night."

“Look, Lina. Honey, Mandy is history, okay? I made a huge mistake and I’ve been drowning in it for so long, too much of a coward to come clean and tell you how very sorry I am and how much I miss you; but seeing you in front of so many gun, baby, it…” Alina’s harsh words cut through whatever nonsense he had been about to say. “For the love of God, Zach, can you stop fucking calling me that. My name is Alina. Alina Stone. I am not your baby, not honey, and not even fucking Lina to you.”