Ella The Harpy Novels & Stories

Maybe Nathan is right. Ashriel was only thirteen when Meredith Eleanor Theupholis La Elora died, making her the new Ruler of Aparctias and Thrascias Empire. From then on, she lived without a moment of rest. People had that image of her in their minds. So much that she became an existence that could not be free even for a second.

I look at the girl who is laying on the dirty floor, with blood covering her body. She was whipped 50 times as soon as I found out that she lied to my angel about our imaginary engagement. My Angel is too smart to believe this girl. I mind linked few trusted members of the pack to whip her. Orphelia volunteered for the chance. I asked her to let the link be open, but I was not satisfied with her cries of agony even after 50 whips. There is a place in the underworld, where certain creatures are banned. They are not to leave that place. If they ever dared to do, then they will be thrown in the hellfire.

“She is not Luna Lara Alpha Atlas! I will tell you everything. Just have some patience.” “What? She is not Luna Lara. Then who is she? Did the witch send someone who is her replica? Did she help you with her black magic?” He asked again. “I thought the same previously when I saw her. I sent her to the prison, thinking that the witch had sent her to mislead me. But later, I came to know that she is a human girl who was abandoned on this island by her friends. She missed her cruise, and so she was trapped here amidst the wildlife. Mrs. Rolex thought she was Luna Lara and saved her life from the wild animals. I asked her to pretend to be Luna Lara in front of the Alpha King, and thus I was offi

### Chapter 39: Vacation Trip Alone and Letting Go of Daryl Matapos ang ilang buwang pagsisikap na mag-move on mula kay Daryl, napagpasyahan ni Ella na magbakasyon mag-isa. Kinailangan niyang mag-recharge at maghanap ng kapayapaan sa gitna ng kanyang abalang buhay. Nag-book siya ng isang linggong bakasyon sa isang tahimik na beach resort sa Palawan, malayo sa ingay ng Maynila.

Jacob's eyes widened after hearing Haria's answer and glared at her. "But my knight in shining armor has arrived and he is ready to protect me when other pack attacks us and war breaks out. And even if we fight against zombies and aliens, he is ready to sacrifice his life for me, " Haria continued, but now in a serious voice. "So sorry, Marky. Although I'm an alpha, I enjoy it more when I'm with omegas." A smile that almost reached his ears drew on Jacob's face after hearing what Haria said.

I asked her, and she looked at the water and looked at me. "You won't gain the magic of the Valkin," she said, and I was in shock. "Your mate has no wolf. You can only gain the magic when her wolf comes. She is just as good as a chosen for now," she said, and I was shocked. I looked at Maxwell and Clay, and the shock registered on their faces too. "Will she ever gain her wolf?" I asked, and she looked at me. "What is her name?" Elsa asked. "Scarlett Vladislav," Clay responded, and she looked at us.

Her chasers had finally caught up with her. Fear propelled her forward, and with a burst of adrenaline, Kayla leapt into the portal without thinking. The darkness enveloped her like a shroud, and she felt herself being pulled through a vortex of swirling colors and distorted space. Her stomach lurched, and her senses reeled as she tumbled through the unknown, her fate hanging precariously in the balance.

He's not kidding. I nod. "Dinner's ready." *** 4am. The cabin door rattles with three loud bangs, followed by another three, and then another. It makes me wonder who the hell would come here this early in the morning and why they’re being so demanding. I rush downstairs to find Oliver behind the door and when he opens it, two large men stand glaring at him. “The doorbell is just as effective, you know,” he says sarcastically. “We’re looking for a lady named Bella,” one of them says ignoring his tone, while the other peaks into the house over Oliver’s shoulder. My heart skips as his eyes land on me.

But when I finally sniffed out my mate and brought her back to the pack, Chrysantha felt her position would be threatened and told me to kill her. I tried to convince her that we needed to wait for her to bear my pups first, but Chrysantha was adamant, and I ended up killing my mate just to prove my love for her. It happened with the first, the second and now...this one is named Elara. She was beautiful and had unique features. Her eyes were like those of the goddess, and she smelled like lavender. Her skin was as soft as silk and each time my fingers grazed her skin, I felt a soothing feeling wash over me.

“You… you tamed it?” “Not tamed. Talked.” Ellie patted her chest, where a faint red mark had appeared—a phoenix, matching the cloth. “Said it’s lost. Scared. Someone made it bad.” “Someone?” he said, his voice low. Ellie nodded, her smile fading. “The lady. With silver hair. Not nice witch. The other one.” Elara’s blood ran cold. The witch from the Whispering Caves—the one who’d rewritten the pact. The one who’d warned, “The magic will hunger again.”