Dasht E Maat Novels & Stories

It was not Mary's but a woman with her description. Not the Mary who served Astra now-- the sweet, shaky-voiced maid with trembling fingers and kind eyes but a sharper version of her. A shadow across time. I frowned, pulling the scroll closer. The name listed was Maera. A supposed recruit. Records of her said she had been trained as a handler-in-training. She was a trained guard, maybe a spy too. She knew codes and things way above kitchen level. She was listed as 'absent' after a purge which was actually a battle. She was assumed dead or at least, not existing.

“No, thanks.” Matteo mirrored my position, his gangly legs shooting straight out, and locked in on the night sky. I’d overheard Daddy say Matteo was very smart, and he even skipped a grade last year. He said he’d be just like Mr. Vitale. Sometimes he even talked like him. Of course, I wasn’t all that impressed. After a long silence, he said, “There’re a billion stars, Nutella girl, and they all shine for you. My mama shines for my pa, but you will shine for me. Right?”

Mew thought "Didn't he took the scent hidder..!!.? Already his smell is making me crazy. Morning session is still fresh in my mind, I didn't expect I will do that. Still his moan echoing in my mind. It struck in heart not getting out. what if I lose my control. No. No. This is not time. I should deal with other things, but why is his smell getting sweeter with each minute passing." This thoughts making Mew suffocate more so he opened the windows to get some fresh air and it's worked. After a while they reached the destination. Gulf hop out like kid and admiring the beauty of moon temple and  Gulf uttered single word "Wow!!!" Mew questioned "You like it!?" Gulf nodded his head vigorously wit

My Mate **

Dashtan exited the room after getting dressed while Rakia performed the bath ritual. Initially, he wanted to wait for her to finish, but his mother entered his room while he was lying on the bed checking his cell phone. A knock on the door from her mother interrupted her. "Where's Rakia?" Mahira looked at her son while occasionally darting into the room as Dashtan stood in the doorway of the room he had half-opened. "Taking a bath, why, Mom?" Dashtan looked at the woman curiously.

Luckily no one was watching him, so the nod of his head meant nothing. “Oh, that… how did I know about it when I never met her?” Dylan gasped. “You never met her? Are you sure?" "Are you sure, brother?" “Of course! I had never been to Drachentia before until that night.” What Maftah meant by 'that night' was the night when he was chased by the opposing forces until he was stranded in a forest full of monsters in the Drachentia region. It was his first time setting foot into the neighboring kingdom.

"Thanks babe. My name is Jessie...now who are you exactly and why do you have War looking like he's ready to pass out?" Because he was ready to pass out! "Oh War is my mate," Pomelia grinned as she glanced at him and he mentally cursed. Why did his face feel flushed? Was he blushing? Why did he feel so excited that she called him her mate? Jess gasped, flicking her dark locks again. "War? War machine has a mate? I thought you guys weren't worthy of mates...where did he find you? Alpha Khan cleared his throat. "War we have bussines to take care of. Jess can keep your little novice company till we get back."

My breath caught in my throat as Alpha Weston's gaze settled on Seraphina, the daughter of Alpha Mark, a powerful alpha from a neighboring pack. "Seraphina," he continued, his voice carrying a bittersweet tone. "You have captured my heart with your grace, your strength, and your unwavering devotion to our pack. It is with great honor and love that I choose you to be my mate, to stand by my side as the Alpha Queen." A thunderous applause erupted, filling the hall with a symphony of both celebration and heartbreak. My world seemed to shatter in that moment, my hopes and dreams collapsing around me. The weight of unrequited love bore down on my shoulders, threatening to crush me under its immen

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.