Fanfic Nalu Mga Nobela at Kwento

Audible, constant, the specific rhythm of water against a cliff that becomes its own kind of music when everything else goes quiet. I stop in the doorway for one second, to appreciate the beauty, then move. The path is long enough that I have time to see him before I reach him. Zamir is standing at the far end, and even from this distance he is significantly more striking in formal dress than he has any reasonable right to be. The bruise is gone, save for the faintest shadow at the outer corner of his left eye where the alpha healing hasn't quite finished the job. Something in my chest wants to laugh.

Nala Age: 26 I look down at the man kneeling before me. As whispers ring out around us, I can't help but feel embarrassed by it all. "Stand up, Mr. Winters. You're making everyone uncomfortable." As my ex-husband looks up, I see desperate tears in his eyes. "Nala, please... give me another chance. I know I've wronged you this whole time, so please... let me make this up to you." I clench my fists as I watch this pitiful man. Once upon a time, I would have taken him back. Even now, I love him with all my heart. It's something I can't help. However, I can't get weak now. I'm not alone anymore.

~Evangeline~ I stared at Nicholas, watching him crash out over our separation, and I was instantly surprised over his shamelessness. I laughed in mockery. "You think that's funny?" He looked offended. "Kind of, yeah." I shook my head. "You, an Alpha, literally just said you'd show up at an imaginary wedding like some dramatic movie villain. That's pretty childish, don't you think?" "I'm being serious here." He moved too quickly and immediately winced, his hand going to his ribs.

ALPHA vs LUNA Chapter 2 Octavia jolts back to life, her chest heaving in a rapid motion, she wipes the sweat from her face before turning to the dark sky, the moon and her sisters dancing in them joyously. She turns to her room, her eyes scanning the surroundings for anything that could burn; for fire. But there was nothing. She turns to her side to see a bare man laying beside her, snoring soundly. She heaves a very sigh as she placed her hand on her chest, she was off jewelry except for a precious ring she wore on her fourth finger.

" calls Nala quietly. Nala's breath is choked when the intense scent she forgets all day suddenly breaks into her sense of smell. The fragrant melted chocolate in autumn and other scents that Nala can't describe in words, keep her glued to her burning cheeks. What's wrong with Raymond staring at him with his eyebrows drowned inside his random hair? And what about her having the desire to drown her face in Raymond's field chest and breathe there? Nala thinks she might have gone crazy. If Nala stays still breathing the air like she won't breathe anymore, Nala's smell may take over her to relieve her shame. "I'm sorry to Daniel about his words."

The luxury nail salon was bright and shiny, smelling of polish, while soft classical music played in the background, making the place feel calm and fancy. Alondra sat in her chair like a queen, her chin lifted proudly as the young nail technician worked carefully on her long nails. Natalia, her best friend, was beside her with a playful smile on her face, enjoying the pampering. "I'm so happy you got back the old Damien," Natalia began, tilting her head with a teasing look. "You know… the one you always got wrapped around your fingers. The one who wouldn’t dare get mad at you even if you’re the one on the wrong."

Kaden said. Naina exhaled sharply through her nose, turning away so he could not read her expression. Kaden studied her profile for a moment, the corner of his mouth twitching like he was holding back words. "You know… There are other places worth standing. Not every seat of power is with the Alpha,” He said softly “I’m not after power, Kaden.” Naina murmured, still not looking at him. “I know. That’s not what I meant,” Kaden said quietly.

Aluna thought, while cleaning her bed. Aluna still had Mr Marfel who would love her. He had considered Aluna like his own daughter. Now Aluna could feel the love of a father. After several visits to Marfel at the hospital, Aluna finally found out that Mr Marfel was very different from Zolan, he was a loving father figure. 'Today the Cake Shop is open. I'm getting ready,' Aluna messaged Fatma via W******p. 'Alunaa, why didn't you tell me from last night. I haven't showered, eaten, prepared clothes, etc.' Fatma replied.

Better than thinking about the way she’d looked at me when I’d pulled away. Better than thinking about the fact that, even now, I wanted to finish what I’d started. It was a lot better than the fact that I was trying my best to ignore every feeling that I had, and yet no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't. So I hit harder. “Natalia, he does not want anyone inside.” “You don't get to call me by my first name. You don't even know who I am.” “Fine then Luna, I am his beta and whether or not you want to accept it, you are going to have to listen right now.”

But they were ready, for they had each other, and that was all they needed. The past had shaped them, brought them to this moment, and now they were ready to write their future, united as Alpha and Luna, bound by love and destiny. Avla quietly retreated to the bathroom, her arms laden with the soft pajama bottoms that she'd been given as gifts and one of Gideon's white T-shirts. The anticipation of a warm bath and the comfort of fresh clothing filled her with a simple joy, yet her thoughts were tinged with the complex emotions of the evening.