Darkling X Alina Novels & Stories

Stop running. I don’t. I can’t. I kiss him harder, deeper, until I’m not thinking about plans or revenge or names. Just the heat of him. The way he smells like cedar and storm. The way he says my name against my mouth like it’s a confession. “Alina.” It’s not a question. It’s a goddamn prayer. And then — The lights slam back on. The whole floor floods with white, fluorescent, merciless light. The AC kicks in. The servers beep. The world comes back.

And he knew they were killing their comrades now and maybe just torture He looked blankly at her tears to widen his eyes when his hands moved at the order of his wolf and wiped her tears to rise and stare at him with panic and fear Damn you, March and go He cursed and quickly cut them off. It's like a curse “Who are you?” she cried, pulling her fainting mother to her bosom in defense, frowning an eyebrow. “I’m the alpha here,” he answered confidently. To polarize her eyebrows alpha? Old Ulysses Darkle is the alpha.. is it possible that he is his son? “His son,” she whispered, licking his lips and whispering to her quietly, awaiting her reaction

Of watching her crumble? Of wiping that pathetic trembling smile off her face? I was sold. The only help she needed was someone to get the evidence she had projected. And I knew with enough determination, I would be able to do that. It would all be worth it. Now, watching everything unfold from backstage, Alina’s eyes brimming with tears, the spotlight hitting her like a bullet, Edrick turning pale and furious, I feel something dark and satisfied spread through me. Edric’s voice roars across the hall: “I swear to God, Alina, I’ll kill you!”

“Cold. I like it.” I found Alina in the basement of the safe house, which had been converted into a makeshift gym. She was hitting a heavy bag with surprising ferocity, her borrowed tank top soaked with sweat. She’d been here for hours, based on the dampness of her hair and the raw skin on her knuckles. She didn’t stop when I entered, lost in her rhythm—left hook, right cross—each move precise and powerful. Jaxon had clearly been training her hard. “You’re going to hurt your hands,” I commented.

The tunnel stretched endlessly ahead. Dark. Silent. Breathing with the slow drip of water against ancient stone. Alina walked beside him. Not restrained. Not forced. But every instinct in her body screamed the same truth— She couldn’t escape him even if she tried. The Ghost moved like he belonged to the darkness. Every step quiet. Every motion controlled. Like the world itself adjusted around him. Alina kept her pace steady. “You always kidnap people like this?” His voice came calmly.

If Kael could have it, then why couldn’t he? The elders deserted him faster than his mistress had. A few hours ago, Alina Minced had walked into his room. She didn’t come with her usual cheerful self, the one who would bat her eyelids and make him spend beyond the planned budget. The energy around her was cold. “Babe,” Rylan choked, but Alina just glanced around like the place where she had spent too many nights hoping to wake up as the Luna, now disgusted her. “Don’t call me that,” she hissed, then glanced at the pile of herbs on the table. “I just came to tell you it’s over,” she whispered without blinking.

Alinta nodded with difficulty whilst her cheeks burned red. Draven laughed triumphantly and proceeded to slowly unbutton her blouse, tickling her with his fingers on her skin as each button was freed. Alina inhaled with surprise, as he buried his face in her bra, fishing for his long-awaited prize with his elongated tongue. Alinta felt stronger sparks from his touch, it was pure pleasure. He clasps his mouth on her tender breast, hungrily suckling her, his mischievous tongue in full assault on her sensitive nipple.

she added, walking towards Iris. I opened my mouth to stop her, but then I decided against it. I just stood back, watching for a reaction from Iris. “Hey,” Alina said as she paused in front of Iris, “I’m Alina Volkov, Damon’s woman,” she introduced herself with an annoyingly sheepish smile on her face, sticking out her palm for a handshake. Iris said nothing, just stared at Alina with a frown on her face, ignoring her palm. After a while, Alina scoffed and rubbed her palms together. “The look in your eyes tells me you’re confused, but don’t worry, I’ll clear you up.”

deliciously dangerous, I want to have sex Alina! Get in girl.

I try to make the question as clear as I can, surely he has common sense and a good grasp of the English language. He smiles what I assume to be a charming smile “Ah… this is a trick question…” he trails off when I keep glaring at him, the two males behind him shift closer as though concerned for their Alpha, as they should be. I’ve never felt so erratic in my life, the rage must display in my eyes. “Alpha Colton?” he gives me an arrogant smile, “Alina, of Dark woods” “Alina, please-” “It’s fine Tate, I have something to say to this male”