Deven Dan Anneth Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Does everyone here know that Sarah is your mistress? That you have a six-year-old son with her while you were married to me?" "That's enough," David growled. "Is it? Because I'm just getting started." A hand touched my elbow. Devan appeared beside me, his presence calm but commanding. "Everything okay here?" "This is a private conversation," David snapped. "Doesn't look private." Devan's voice was even but there was steel underneath. "Looks like two people harassing someone at a professional event." "And you are?" "Devan Cole. Friend of Kate's. Also, someone who has zero tolerance for bullies."

“Get Devin.” -

I suddenly feel cold hands reach out from behind me and pull me violently back. I shoot up startled as fear runs through my body. I quickly look around me and realize I'm back in my room. I flop down on my bed and stare up at the ceiling. It's been two weeks since I've moved into the Draven manor in the town of Draphend and each night is as sleepless as the one before. I was hired by Mr. Draven to be a live-in sitter for his youngest child, a 7 year old girl named Lorie. She's a relatively sweet and calm child. Very mature for her age but she often clings to me. She speaks often of her brother's Nicolae and Victor, neither of whom I have yet to meet. The same day I was hired Mr. Draven had t

I just searched frozen. She stopped by the dresser and ran her fingers along its edge. “You’re actually beautiful. That’s going to piss off more people than you think. Trust me, there were many bidding on you looking ugly. Some even said that you look like a troll.” I finally found my voice. “And you are…? I'm sorry, but I didn't expect you to come inside my room to just tell me that I looked. Well…” “Madeline,” she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Second daughter of Beta Reinhart. Technically ranked, practically ignored. I'm more of a subtle kind of woman. I choose to at least lighten the mood. I know that you might be having a hard time.”

It was 12:06pm, the sun had almost peaked. “Close your eyes,” Dad said, “Feel the Goddesses.” I followed his command and tilted my head back, the heat of the sun falling on my face. “I, Alpha Leonardo Loren of the Stella pack, grant my full power and authority to my son, Cato Loren, when the sun reaches its solar noon on his seventeenth birthday.” Now it was my line. We’d rehearsed this dozens of times. “And I, Cato Loren, pledge my allegiance to the Stella pack and oath to use this power to help its people thrive and prosper. To stand by my side, I elect Elias Smith as my Beta and introduce Jessica Michaels as my Luna.”

Annabelle immediately recognized the young man in sportswear—it was Deven. Deven paused in surprise when he saw her, then said, “Anna, why are you here by yourself? Hasn’t Kendrick arrived yet?” “He might be stuck in traffic. I tried calling him just now, but the call was cut off.” “I see. No worries, I’ll give him a call in a bit to see where he is.” Deven was an optimistic and cheerful person, and he gave off a reliable vibe. After exchanging just a few words, Annabelle felt her anxious heart calm a little.

Alpha Nathan teased “this dress should cover the bruise on your back, and I don’t recommend wearing heels if they’re going to hurt you. I’ll go shower and get ready. Call me out if you need anything…” Nathan kept his arm wrapped around me as we entered the club, walking through the VVIP’s door, entering the lounge which was filled with men who wore suits. Carter stood beside one of them, glaring at the surrounding before his stance loosened up when he caught sight of us. He raised an eyebrow when he saw me, winking, making his Alpha shake his head as he extended a hand to shake.

I ran in as well, only to get stopped by Hunter as he got in front of me and dad. My eyes travelled around the room and I locked eyes with the man who would soon become the man of my dreams and the man in my nightmares. Austin Dechart.

The monks have been more than generous with their hospitality in regard to the volunteers and our privacy. Ana slams her book shut and sighs one of the longest sighs I have ever heard, causing me to chuckle. “Problems, my love?” She glances at me, her beautiful mouth ticking up into a small smile. She is absolutely stunning, everything about her calls to me and makes me feel that I am invincible. “I miss Bartholomew, and the other kids.” I chuckle at her, “Kids?” “You know what I mean, Nic. I want to go home. I want to be back on our lands and I wanna see Luther and Vivian. I haven't heard from her in almost 30 years. I don’t even know what's going on there any more. I am going through withd