Novel & Cerita Daryl Dixon Beth Greene Fanfiction

When the night dares you to play with fate, you either burn… or rise. Charlie Greene never thought twice about the ordinary. New school, new faces—same old story. Luckily, he’s got Carter Fisher: the golden boy with a reckless smile, his best friend since forever, and the only person who ever made high school bearable. Together, they’re unstoppable. Untouchable. Unbreakable. Until one wild night changes everything. What starts as a stupid dare at a house party— a break-in at their own school for a thrill— spirals into something they can’t explain. A pulse in the walls. Whispers in the dark. A door that shouldn’t exist. And when they step through it, they’re thrown into a world that defies everything they know—a realm of living prophecies, ageless warriors, and creatures born from curses. But legends come with a price. Because in this world, one of them is destined to burn… and the other, to rise from the ashes.

Hunter Stone who is the Alpha of Black Lotus pack lost his human mate Madeline during childbirth. He became a different person. He almost lost his humanity. He found his second chance mate when he traveled to a neighboring pack. When he found out his second chance is half blooded, he made up his mind to reject her thinking the moon goddess is playing a joke on him. Isabella Greene had a normal childhood when growing up just that her mother was not in the picture. She left Isabella and her father when she was just two years old. Isabella knew nothing about her mother disappearance till her father became very sick and diagnosed with cancer. She found out her mother is a werewolf hence making her half blooded. She found herself in a werewolves world to stay with her mother after losing her father.

Five years ago, Althea Greene vanished after a night she could not remember and a child she was never allowed to hold. She returns as the legendary surgeon Harriet Morgan, carrying two children, a broken past, and a single, desperate wish, to find the daughter stolen from her at birth. Her path crosses with Griffin Monreal, a man of power and pride who is raising a fragile little girl who looks painfully like her own. Neither knows the truth yet, only that something about the other feels familiar… dangerous… impossible to ignore. As buried secrets rise and forbidden feelings grow, Althea and Griffin are pulled into a love born from loss and tested by betrayal. Between them stand stolen years, shattered trust, and a truth that could either reunite a family or tear it apart forever. She lost a child. He lost a woman. Fate is about to give them both back… at a terrible price.

Elizabeth would still not believe her eyes as she stared down the contract she was about to sign her whole life to. She was the secretary to Cole , the rich billionaire who she had been working for for three good year. She had been the perfect robotic secretary, so it came as a shock to her when her boss suddenly tells her that he would like for her to get married to him, in a contract marriage. Beth was the only child fending for herself. And the money had been really enriching, so she decides to take on the job. It would hurt nothing. It was only perfect for Cole because he had to get married so he could prove to his business partners that he was serious enough, and was no longer the player he was rumoured to be. Hence, he approaches elle with a contract marriage. A marriage that was to last for ten good months. Just enough time to have sealed the contract. It was going to be satisfying on his own side, and he was not ready to get into a commitment.

Everyone says I'm lucky to be Frosthowl pack's Luna because my Alpha mate, Matthew White, loves me dearly. I love roses and fireworks, so he buys all that are available on my birthday. When it's almost midnight, he kisses me tenderly and says, "I'll turn you into a Luna that everyone envies, Amber." The fireworks light up the sky above the castle of roses he's built for me, and they go on for the rest of the night. They make it seem brighter than day. He and I do it underneath the fireworks and flowers throughout the night, and I accidentally catch a cold. Matthew is so guilty that he summons the pack's best healer to treat my inconsequential cold. All the werewolves treat our mate bond as a symbol of true love. However, just moments ago, I found a torn pair of black stockings in his suit jacket's pocket. I never wear those. However, his secretary, Beth Seymour, who helps him deal with the pack's matters, wears them every day.

BETH Is a good girl, with a little dark side. She has a thing for a bad boy. Her friends and her like to sneak out to clubs and illegal street races. Her and her friends go to a club, to dance every chance they get. And on this night they go to the club. They are having fun and partying unaware of what the night has to offer. As she is dancing she feels this feeling she is being watched. As she looks around she can't see the source of her uneasy feeling. VLAD As I was at the club I own for some time now. My friend Enzo kept on bugging me about this stupid underground illegal race that happens every weekend. I love the thrill of danger. I own a midnight blue Bugatti Chiron super sport. As I step out on the balcony and look out at the crowded club, I see a girl having a good time. That's when I see her, blue eyes dancing like none of all the girls I have seen here before. That's when I knew I needed to make her mine.

My best friend, Yvonne Greene, has a very masculine boyfriend named Clyde Carroll. So much so that I can see his huge bulge through his trousers. One night, when I am trying to relieve myself while fantasizing about him, Yvonne suddenly comes over with tears running down her cheeks. "Michelle, please help my fiancé out. He seems to have undergone another growth spurt down there. I can't withstand his tormenting anymore." Upon hearing that, I instantly get wet. Clyde is already huge to begin with. What kind of inhuman size has he grown into after getting even bigger? I purposely dress myself in a very low-cut top and a micro skirt with crotchless tights before showing up at Clyde's place. "I heard you're very robust. Let me take a look and see how big you are."

“Part your legs for me, Beth. Yes, like that. All nice and slow like a good girl.” * * * When Beth’s boyfriend of five years cheats on her, she decides she’s done being a good girl. Donned in her best party dress, she stops at a fancy club with the intention of partying and drowning herself in the best liquor they have to offer. Her plans seem to be going well until someone notices the beauty on the dance floor. A hot, handsome stranger with the most flirtatious smile she has ever seen. The two get talking, and he makes the most outlandish offer: one night in his bed. What better way to forget a cheating ex other than to let a stranger flush his memories out of her system? So, she says yes to the best night of her life. But what happens when this hot stranger demands more than a night stand with her? What will she do when another handsome man approaches her with the craziest story about werewolves?

“Poor Alondra, finally falling for someone, yet, he is the one she cannot have.’’ ** “Can a heart be broken when it’s already stopped beating?’’ Seraphina asked, while she stared at the moonlight. “I suppose not.” “Then strive to be so, Alondra. Your love for the Alpha tears you apart. What happens when you finally see him mate with another? Will you break? Or will you finally stop holding your breath…” *************** Raised in a classic Cinderella story, everyone believed Alondra Greene was cursed. With a stepmother who hated her and two step sisters who mistreated her, she couldn’t have it any worse. However, having fallen in love with the only good thing in her life, her best friends, and soon to be Alpha, Weston Pierce, she is just unsure of everything. What happens when Weston is to assume the new role of Alpha and the responsibilities that come with it? Can Alondra caution the fall that comes with being abandoned by him and having to bottle her feelings for him? Does the Alpha feel the same, or is all this just some hopeless story where Cinderella loved the wrong prince?

“Valerian!” a cry came from outside and my feet rushed to the door, my body having recognised the voice before my brain could comprehend what was happening. I yanked the door open and almost broke down crying at the sight before me, “Queen Lyla!” Bethany gasped from behind me. I scooped her into my arms, my eyes searching for any unwanted presence before rushing her into the living room. “Valerian put me down, we don’t have much time!” she rushed out the command as she struggled to get down. Silently obeying, I put her down, taking note of how she looked and it wasn’t pretty. Her hair, that was always neatly made, looked like a bird’s nest; twigs and leaves hanging from the knots. Her long white sleeping robe dirty and bloody from her waist down, she looked a royal mess; with a bunch of blankets wrapped around her upper half. “My Queen, what happened?” Beth asked as she handed me my medicine bag.