Flamingo Albert Novels & Stories

I replied, extending my arm and bending lower. "Yes," Angelica growled, nodding without even taking her eyes off of me. "Fight!" Colt Alpha gave the order. Angelica sprinted in my direction, transformed into her light brown wolf, and charged at me. When she got close enough, I moved aside, and she fell hard, hitting the side of her head on the stadium wall. The stadium erupted in excitement. I kept my eyes fixed on the wolf. It appeared as though she had little to no experience in this area.

Title didn't change that. Later, walking to check on the pups' afternoon class, small feet thundered toward me. A girl with freckles and pigtails slammed into my legs. "Luna!" I caught her instinctively. "Hello there." Other pups gathered—curious, excited, and unafraid. They bombarded me with questions. "Are you really the Alpha's mate?" "Did the ceremony hurt?" "Can you show us your mark?" I knelt to their level, answering gently. Showed them Kael's mark on my neck—a crescent moon surrounded by stars. Their eyes went wide with awe.

Shifting to his wolf form, he ran across the field, venting his anger on the concrete walls until his knuckles bled, healed and bled again. *** Louisa was sitting comfortably on a seat in the pool, a glass of red wine in her hands, her back curved and looked so flawless in the water. " It's so good to be mistress to the Alpha and his soon to be Luna. " She giggled in her thoughts. Her moment was soon to be distracted as a young lady with curly hair quickly ran towards her. Louisa frowned at the sudden interruption and was about to give her a lashing, but seeing the expression on her face she knew something was wrong and she was here to gossip about it to her.

I heard my wolf Angelstar growl. "But I can't do that." "He is my Alpha, remember?" "Besides, he hurt me and killed me. I don't want him angry at me." "He is going to be Alpha, Angelstar. I am not anything but a smart, ugly nerd, loser." "Remember what he said? So now I got new name-calling; he liked to call me." "I am the Slut and Bitch." I used my hands for my words to Angelstar, my wolf. She rolled her wolf eyes at me. "Well, next time I am out in the woods when I see him."

Comes a voice from inside one of the cubicles. "Right, I'd keep it quiet. I mean, I'd tell you guys, obvs, but no one else." Says another. "So it could be literally anyone, like, who is going to say no to Abaddon? Even if he wasn't the Alpha's son he's still hot as hell." The first girl waves her hands in front of her face and Dina keeps me firmly in place, listening in when Ana tries to pull me back outside. "You wouldn't say no to the Alpha either." One girl cackles, nudging her friend. "You're gagging for his wrinkly old cock."

"Of course, I want to make you happy." I smiled faintly; I didn't believe those sweet lies. Albert's anguished screams caught my attention, and I turned my head, enjoying the moment he was in pain. Albert ran all day; his body was exhausted. He fell to the ground, crawling and screaming, wishing to chase the tiger away. But seeing a delicious piece of meat before their eyes, the tigers and lions were so hungry that they were dizzy and immediately rushed over, biting madly. That day, the sky was clear, the grass was green, the water was clear, and blood.

Buriko exclaimed. “Little help?” Cocong asked. Cocong and Aoi barely stand. “Dang!” ßenlong dashes and sends them flying. They land on ßenlong’s back, and it dashes to catch them up. They are neck to neck throwing fire, thunder, TNT, nitro, etc. Wait, why does it look like Crash Team Racing?! As Alfi gets carried away, he slides really fast that he bumps into something fluffy. He sees a giant with a hawk head and a pair of wide red wings. Its body is gold and the face is white. It is really big that it blocks the sun making everything dark.

His fists were now releasing flames that were ready to be fired at any time. "Well, exactly my point. You're looking at him now," answered Albus. "What do you mean? Am I looking at what?" asked Vulcan, confused. "You are looking at the living dragon in front of you," replied Albus with an arrogant smile. "Huh? Are you crazy?" snorted Vulcan with rage. "I'm very sane. I will introduce myself once again. My name is Albus White, The White Dragon,” said Albus as he spread his beautiful and elegant white wings on his back. In an instant, snowflakes flew in the room as Albus spread his wings.

Alberto made a little eye contact with Alice. As Alberto opened the exit door of the house, he said, “ I almost forgot….” Alice interrupted and said, “ What?... You forgot… what?” Alberto went to his car, took out a bouquet of black roses, and came close to the exit door where Alice was standing. Alice was looking at him as his car was parked in front of the door. She looked at him from head to toe. She really liked his dressing style. “Here for you”. Alberto said, while giving her black roses. Alice said, “Thank you”. And went to her house. She was curious how Alberto knew she liked black roses. But she didn't ask him. She didn't want to give him any false hope but in the first meeting, Alb

Vivian’s POV Confronted with my inquisitive question, Albert's crimson lips curved upward. Though I couldn't glimpse his eyes, I was almost certain he awaited my verbalization of this query. "Because I'm using a unique flute, only witches can perceive my melody and werewolves are incapable of detecting it," Albert silently approached me, his presence virtually devoid of sound. He raised his hand, a flute nestled in his palm, "Vivian, this is for you."