Novel & Cerita Fictive Alter

“You see, my Alpha—Alpha Elijah—has a broken wolf, and I heard you have the powers to heal any sickness.“ A strange chill rocked my core. Once again I had fallen into the hands of another predator who wanted to take advantage of me. He cocked his head slightly. “And in return, I’d give you anything you want. A huge amount of money, anything you desire.” Anything I desire? I clenched the bedsheets between my fists. Could he add to my life? No. So how could he give me what I desire? A bitter feeling swathed my chest. “But it’s a little bit tricky. Alpha Elijah is the most cynical person I know. He won’t let anyone just touch him all in the name of healing, so you’re going to have to pretend to

Silica asked after we entered her office, as mine wasn’t completely set up yet. “I need you to get my invitation as Accalia. My cousin is pretending to be me. I planned to expose her, but I think she might be useful for the event.” “Why would she do that? Doesn’t she know who you are?” Silica’s jaw went slack as her eyes widened in disbelief. “We haven’t seen each other since we were kids, and I developed the ability to change my hair and eye color. I doubt she knows who I am.” I sat in her chair behind her desk and explained everything happening at Z.H Tech.

If I could be half as good as him without the trouble-making part though, I would gladly thank the Moon goddess. "We are the only two rejected werewolves at the last Luna Covergence and coincidentally we are from the same park. I come here with a proposition that will help us both, at least before the next Lunar Convergence," He said, then paused as if to make me assimilate what he had just said. I narrowed my eyes. Proposition. What was Jasper playing at this time? "What proposition?" I asked. "To forge a fake mate bond," he blurted out without hesitation.

A Rose, Georgina, Amelia, Lorraine & Victor) Malé, Maldives Dearest Harry, It was hard for us to open to anyone because we have this constant fear of rejection and getting laughed at because we were different. We never really had fun in our entire lives before we met you. It was all darkness, anger and constant fear. Rose was the one who decided to lie about the other alters, I’m sorry. I’m Georgina, we are two different people. The entire time we were with you, we were all careful not to let Lorraine or Victor go out. I have never been vocal about my feelings to anyone other than you and Rose said it’s a good change. We didn’t have any purpose in life because we were only alters, until you

I was five months pregnant when I had an accidental miscarriage. The Chief Healer told me it was because my wolf was too weak, which caused the natural termination. My Alpha mate, Lucas, held my hand tightly. His face was filled with grief, and his voice was husky. "Babe, we can try again. We’ll have another one." I couldn't handle the news and blacked out. But when I woke up, I overheard a conversation between Lucas and his Beta, Marcus.

letting her go wrecks my insides. She’s much too young to be my mate. Walking into my brother Alpha Alexander’s tent, I see the girl he took and claimed as his tied to the bed her clothes are ripped away from her and she just lays there. Her eyes shift to me and I look away. “Ah my brother, how was the Forrest line anyone get away”? I bow my head and address my alpha. “No my Alpha. The border was secure and I managed to catch the ones fleeting.” I say my head still bowed. “Excellent, anyone of importance”? He asks. I look up at him. A mother and daughter, I explained. “The mother will be useful with house work in my home bring her to me,” he says as he walks over to the girl tied to his bed

This Transformation technique was extremely magical, and others wouldn’t be able to tell whether it was real or fake. Alex sneered and deliberately said, “Heh heh, why can’t I be here? Hermione Yggdrasil, are you with that guy called Dummy? Following him makes you my enemy. Now, hurry up and kneel and lick my toes, and I might consider sparing your life.” “What? You…”

Cassius noted, in what he called a secondary observation, that Alaric sometimes spoke to someone he couldn’t perceive. He thought it was just the Realm affecting a child’s mind. Kids in isolating magical places sometimes create what he called “resonant ”presences”—companions that may or may not be real. Aldric exhaled slowly. “He was mistaken. It was real.” “He didn’t know?”

I said. Alex paused, and looked out of the window. We were up so high that mostly the view from here was just darkness. “Someone,” he said, with a heavy sense of irony, “forged my birth certificate. My original, not the copies I used when I applied for liquor licenses. They think I’m…not who I say I am.” “What? Not who you think you are?” “Yeah. Kind of.” “That’s hard. That’s devious,” I said. “If you can make someone doubt themselves, you can make them doubt the truth.”

He started, and I held my breath, waiting. " A phatom Alpha can be vaguely described as mind manipulator..." He explained.. " They are existences that are meant to chip in during global crisis, when things are about to escalate beyond just swords, daggers, fangs, and claws." He went on.. " They can use their gift to manipulate minds, to plant ideas, and pain." He wore a teasing smile as he said that, looking at me. He was probably referring to that hellfire and cold that I had been subjected to the other day.