Erina Jjba Novels & Stories

He dipped his head, and stepped to one side. My annoyance at Mason getting the getting the better of me; “My name is Sienna...” I bite out. “Not Luna.” I couldn’t find it in myself to apologies at this moment for my own clumsiness of not looking where I was going. But at this moment I was far too riled up.

Followed by the woman. “Mr. and Mrs. Aquilla from—” Nieal told Irina. He let his word unfinish, knowing Irina would understand. Irina understood. They were from the conquered land and Nieal felt terrible saying it out loud. “Welcome to our land.” Irina saved him, stretching her hand to Mrs. Aquilla. “We hope you enjoy your stay here. I’m Irina.” “Thank you, Lady Irina.” Mrs. Aquilla took Irina’s hand, returning Irina’s smile as they shook hands lightly.

Maybe I'd check them out later. "I've heard of them. How many of their songs do you have?" "I have a lot of them", she said then put her phone on the table. I smirked. "Let's see how much of a fan you are. List the songs you have by them." She raised an eyebrow and shrugged. "Attack on Bangtan, blood sweat and tears, dope, lights, no dream, NO, DNA, ON, fake love, ma city, not today, my time, tear, timeless, run, save me, seesaw, fire. That's about all. Oh yeah, there's also their latest, 'dynamite'. It's cool."

"You are so beautiful, my dear. Today is a great day and we shall celebrate it for its greatness." He kissed her cheek and gazed openly at his other daughters. They could not contain their excitement. He was elated for them. He looked at her and, in her eyes, he could see her; his mother. Shinja had the loveliest eyes, brown like her grandmother. She had taken a little white streak on the left side of her hair. To be the youngest but the most reliable and mature had not been much of a choice to her. Her sisters were reluctant in taking on tough responsibilities so her empathetic nature made her engage in activities beyond her age. She understood her father's plight and always went out to hel

he replied finally, his fists unclenching Erania took a step away from him, standing in their midst, her tone louder and more firm, "Kaya Renée Joston, The little human girl" she said with a sparkle in her eye. She turned to him with a grin, “I thought she was perfect for you, really," she said turning to the rest, "but apparently not for any of you,” her eyes were a gentle stern as she glanced at Ena to Abigail, Alessia and Lastly Edwin.

she declared. "You're going crazy!" Jenna retorted, her eyes widening, causing those around them to gasp in surprise. "I'll inform the board about this! I'll ensure they know you're just doing whatever you want!" Jenna declared defiantly. "Feel free! Just ensure you don't leave a mark," Erin responded coolly, observing the woman swallowing nervously. Jenna, Erin's cousin, has also been a long-time friend. Erin possesses a keen sense, allowing her to discern when Jenna is nervous or being untruthful.

he said and turned to leave. "By the way, I'm Edward Nates. What's yours?" He said as he turned back. Then he remembered that I got no name. "So since you are like my personal property now, I would need to give you a name. So I would call you... Ella". "Duh" I replied and entered.

After seeing that I could resist the temptation, Isabella also felt very surprised, but quickly replied with a smile at the beginning and joked: "After talking for so long, what's your name, little cutie?" I don't know why, Isabella's movements, every move is tantalizing my heartstrings like a charm, I had to restrain myself emotionally and keep telling to myself that sex is empty, after about two seconds, it was restless heart, but also slowly calmed down and said: "My name is Eren Alison, you can call me Erne. " "Eren? I feel that the little cutie is better, haha."

But thinking of what was going to happen, I was a little nervous and my voice trembled a little bit. I announced that Erika was the Luna of my pack and gave her a moon-shaped diamond brooch that had the word Blood Moon on it. It belonged to my mom, the former Luna, and now it belonged to Erika. I pinned it on her gown.

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.