Fnia Ultimate Custom Night Novels & Stories

We’re to meet in two days, on an asteroid belt in the Q Sector. So I get to work, finishing up my newest design. It’s quite simple, really. I create a stand in the middle of the Command Deck. But instead of being made of metal or titanium, it’s made of solid Neron. Valen pulled enough of it from the earth outside to create a three-foot tall stand with two handles to grip at the top. The base of it goes to those tubes that flow through the ship, connecting to the Core affixed to the top of this beast.

Whispers rippled around me at once, every glance landing thick with disapproval. As if I were some petty boss's wife throwing my weight around, stealing a rookie's gear. I smiled and ran a hand over the helmet's smooth shell, then spoke slow and easy. "This is a fine piece. Top-grade carbon fiber, a limited run worldwide. The custom fee alone runs three hundred thousand dollars." "Three hundred thousand?" The room erupted. Every driver's expression shifted, shock and envy and something more complicated, all of it aimed at Daisy, whose face had gone bone-white.

I suggested to Nea as she looked around the room. Sitting on the bed were the ski outfits that I specifically ordered for us. They were matching, which might sound a little cheesy, but I wanted everyone to see that she is mine. Both were black with a green stripe that went from the left shoulder, down to the ankle of the pants. Even the boots were black with a green line lining up with the line on the pants. The only thing different was the coats. They were black, but they didn’t have a line on them. They did, however, have our names stitched into the back of the fabric, in green.

“We’ll deal with it in the morning.” “Yes, Alpha,” John said. The Gamma nodded, and together, they disappeared into the darkness with their burden. Knox exhaled, then turned toward the pack house. “Taking the front door now, huh?” Brian teased, catching up beside him. “You know I always take the front,” Knox said flatly. “Not when you’re sneaking off on solo missions. You usually slip in through the back like a thief.” “That depends.”

Official Pack Transfer Agreement, the bold header read. My breath caught as I read the lines below it. Subject Name: Seren Ashvale. Status: Unranked. Age: 19. Classification: Unclaimed female with no standing objections. I shook my head, my mind spinning as I scrambled down to the bottom of the page. There was a bold number printed next to the official seal—a massive sum of pack credits. But it was the messy handwriting scribbled in the margin that made my breath freeze entirely. Midnight Black GT Coupe. Deluxe interior. Delivery by Friday.

ARTEMIS POV Today everyone is heading out, earlier I met with my father, brother, and my team minus one Ale, to decide the order in which my pack visits will occur in. Since we are closest to the east coast of the country, it makes the most sense if we start there from south to North. First stop is Miami, to visit with alpha Velasquez from the Sun’s peak Pack. I am really interested in the guy; no, but I think its only fair I give him a real chance since Jaxon kind of ruined my date with him. After I will be going to New Orleans to visit Gunner and the Moonshine Pack, followed by Donovan in New York, now this one I’m really looking forward to. After that, I will be going to Chicago to Draken

The ever-watchful eyes of the pack, no doubt ensuring the Alpha and his Luna were seen together. Mission accomplished, I supposed. Or two birds with one stone, so to speak. At one stall, Nicholas’s attention was captured by a custom-built motorcycle with a sleek body. It was a midnight blue color with golden trim, and it looked fast. Very fast. “This is incredible,” he murmured as his fingers grazed the handlebars. Before I knew it, Nicholas was deep in conversation with the seller. I watched in surprise as he negotiated with ease, finally shaking the man’s hand and pulling a large wad of cash out of his wallet.

"It's an invitation to the mating ceremony of Seraphina to Julian." Aria's eyes widened, "What?" Knox smiled as he read the last line. "What is it?" Lydia asked. "An ultimatum from Nikolai. I have until the next full moon to relinquish my claim as Alpha and hand over my territory."

“Oh?” “Yes. The darkness from beyond night itself wishes bad things, don’t you know?” Ralta smiled. “Then we shall crush them and their hairy pets. This time, we will be ready and will be coming for them. I do so detest being the southbound end of a northbound female dog.” ***

The black lingerie that was originally in the closet, I took after cleaning the body in the bathroom. The smell of soap residue so thick, a mixture of sandalwood and rose flowers so attached. Both my eyes looked at the lingerie in front of me; then I decided to wear it exactly at 21:00. I don't intend to leave the room after this anyway because the day has been full of activities, and tonight, I intend to go to bed early. Yes, all the lingerie fit me well. But the black color looks better and makes my skin look even fairer. I quickly put on the thigh-length outfit.