Darkstalker Felicia Mga Nobela at Kwento

Her shoulder-length hair was dyed golden-brown, and there was a look of slight fear in her eyes which subsided slightly when she saw Yuri. “May I help you?” Felicia Chan asked politely. Yuri said nothing, but a slight smirk pulled at the ends of her lips before she pressed the barrel of Odium against the ribcage of the girl standing in front of her. Felicia’s eyes widened slightly as she looked down at the gun pressing against her chest, and then at Yuri who had a particularly dangerous look in her eyes. “You’re…a Phantom!”

But what happens when his secret is revealed? You'll get flashbacks to before they started dating, and you'll see all the events that took place during those dark times. This story isn't for everyone, but I hope you enjoy it. | Dark Stalker Romance 17+ | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 1: A Stalker's Truth Brixton pov, 35 While waiting for Harley to get home from work, I lounge on the couch with my hand in my pants, my eyes shut, and images of my little bird dancing around in my mind.

Her smile was bright and meaningful, as if she was about to make a move, like a hunter prowling in the dark. Felicia's heart skipped a beat. She had to find a way to drive Stella away. Stella walked into the room, turned on the computer, and searched for some information on the Internet. Finally, she found the person and a current address...

It was like his world revolved around her. But the pages became more darker. The council are watching her. They all fear what she’ll become. My pulse quickened. Felicia was the strongest fox spirit I knew. But she was too ambitious. Greedy. She wanted power. All of it. And it scared me. Another page. Felicia told me to join her. Told me we could rule the world. Even though I loved her, I rejected the offer. She was disappointed and left. When, she came back, she was different. Dangerous. Evil.

I didn’t even realize she had followed me out of the Pub. Felicia is the last child of the owner of the Stonewallers company and to spell it out right, the daughter of a potential business man who could change my life forever. I didn’t have a choice but to get along with the conversation even though it was tiring and boring for me. “I think so but I’m really sorry I’ll have to leave now. My personal assistant was really drunk before leaving so I can’t leave her to the hands of a stranger in a strange town. I guess I’ll see you around then”

Nick walked out immediately, rubbing his forehead in agony and shame, he didn't have far to go, we had officers waiting on the outside for him also. I take my seat in the boss' chair, smiling, I looked around the table. "Hello gentlemen, my name is Camila Clair Camorra, I am your CEO" I say leaning back and watching their faces go from shocked to very impressed. Elijah smiles at me in adoration, he's so handsome!. But what are the odds, I'm the villain in everyone else's story except his.

< FERAL FURY PACK > The garden of the Feral Fury Pack was alive with laughter and chatter, a rare moment of warmth amidst the usually tense atmosphere. It was a rare sight to see everyone gathered together like this—Mikhail, Jessica, Genevieve, Spike, Luciano, Gift, Damon, and Lucifer, all sharing in the lightness of the moment. The day was perfect; the sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the flowers, and for once, it felt like a true family reunion, despite the many wounds they all carried.

She had short black hair and freckles on her face. “good day miss, I was sent to help you prepare” I opened the door wider for her to come in. she walked in and set her equipment down. “I’m Elena” “Camila, please” I sat down on the stool and she got to work doing my makeup first then my hair. Once she was done. I opened my eyes and stared at the mirror.

“How dare you kill my trusted Elder!” I merely straightened, smirking faintly as the divine light rippled across my face. “Well,” I said calmly, voice laced with quiet mockery, “it appears the goddess has finally decided to visit her favorite sinner.” “Do you kill for fun?,”Grayfang asked. I only chuckled. Kaela closed her eyes. “And… here we go again.” Her eyes glowed like molten moons,I could feel that I’ve made her angry and without warning,she attacked.

Rhett’s wolf surged inside me, not overwhelming, but syncing, harmonizing with mine and Jace’s. This wasn’t supposed to be possible, but we were here, defying every law the Council thought they controlled. Now I fully understood why they feared us. Up on the ridgeline, through the chaos of snapping teeth and tearing flesh, I caught sight of Drayce Malor. The Council’s observer wasn’t moving to help. She stood perfectly still, hands clasped behind her back, expression unreadable, but her eyes glimmered with calculation. She was watching us. Studying us.