Fnia Yandere Mga Nobela at Kwento

> ( let not your heart be troubled mate, the sky is the limit and everything else in-between is possible under the sun ) I refocused my attention to the two strangers << who are you and why the hell are you at my territory >> they stepped a bit closer [[ my name is Yanik and is Zani and I have come to challenge you ]] don’t make me laugh << there are plenty other Alphas out there Yanik why have you come to me >> he looked to Jewel [[ you are the only one who has a special Luna ]] so Jewel is his real target then, I look to Jewel and she is staring nonstop at the woman standing beside him, who seems to be feeling a little uncomfortable under her gaze.

“Lan, don’t you think Miss Yina is quite special? I’ve never seen hair of this color among the Vanir gods before—wait, Miss Yina, are you a pure-blooded deity?” “Yes.” I nodded, though I had no desire to pursue that topic any further. “Then that really is unusual. The color resembles that of the Aesir, but Miss Yina’s features aren’t harsh at all—they’re very soft. Truly beautiful.” “…Thank you.” Lan glanced at me, then patted Frey on the shoulder. “Pay her. We should go.” Frey shot him a bored look, handed me the payment, and then gave me a warm, almost fatherly smile. “Miss Yina, I hope fate lets us meet again.”

“Go away, Ava. I don’t want to argue with your brother about how to treat you right. He doesn’t even know your capabilities.” “Wilder, please…” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck. Hera Ava leaned closer to him. That is her full name. But people like to call her Ava or Hera. Whatever they like. Just like her brother Hades Avery. A gasp caught their attention. Their eyes landed on the girl who entered the room. Her eyes widened, cheeks flushed. “What the hell, nerd? Don’t you even know how to knock?” Wilder removed the arm that was wrapped around him. He kept looking at Fertine.

"Come on, you are only wasting time. Till now we would've arrived." "I swear Jadie if anything happened, i will kill you." Niara has never been strong enough to make Jaden agree on her point of view. She was intimidated by his alpha self, not much but she heard how an alpha go out his mind in the state of fury, and she saw Jaden in his anger. He is a beast. "Okay." And Jaden knew he won the agreement already. Soon Niara was also changing into her wolf form. Equal to Jaden's size was her wolf, an Omega, not as white as snow but had super alluring blue eyes.

She could still hear the cry and agony of her parents being burned alive by humans. She was a young girl that time and they happily live in the village of Analem. Analem was a peaceful village and the villagers were kind towards one another. But their family has a secret. Leni's mother Fani, was a Badblood, a shape-shifter and Fani hid it to other people except to her family. Leni never feared her mother for she knows her mother is not evil and will never do bad things to others. His father, Ayeil, was a human and she loved Fani with all his heart.

Sometimes, when Vanya felt sorry for her, Adelaide would say Ulrik was fighting on the battlefield and shouldn't be distracted by pack matters. As a Luna from the Frostfang Pack, she understood the importance of prioritizing warfare over pack affairs and managed everything efficiently.

"Oh, so what information were you able to gather?" "Yes, I went to the Midnight territory; they were the ones who got hit the most; they lost most of their powerful fighters, but I heard they have a female Alpha Maria; she has the same powers your mom has." "What powers?" "I heard their howl can control other werewolves around them; I wish I could do that." "Oh, really, she is that powerful?" "No, they said she hasn’t found her mate, so she isn’t strong like our Luna."

In her eyes, there was a gaze of a fearless fighter, and looking from afar, she replicated the rising sun. Since she was way more different than he imagined, Danyel started comparing Gianna’s features with Yasvie’s. This girl looked pretty, but compared to Yasvie- the most beautiful girl in Danyel’s eyes, this one could not score more than 6/10. Gianna was much taller than Yasvie. Yasvie’s crystal clear skin was too fair for a Hesmian, and this girl…wasn’t she supposed to be a white girl? “Father, I thought she was a Wertese. But she looks like one of us.” Danyel asked politely. But Narendra was speechless. He too was seeing Gianna for the first time. This is what happens when you never visi

Firdaus asked as she smiled at them. " She was trying to use an accent she doesn't have" Raihanna answered. " She has a tiny hint of American accent actually" I said as I backed up Nauwarah. " Yeah she does, don't tease her, she's better than some people" Miriam added. " you're ganging up against me" " we're not, we're just stating the obvious" I answered. " Thank you for that Faryah" Nauwarah answered as she smiled at us and left the room.

High above them, on the narrow ledge where the valley trail overhung the ravine, a massive silhouette appeared against the crimson sky. It wasn't Varga. Natalia stood on the precipice, her human clothes completely shredded away, her royal Lycan form an elegant, terrifying silhouette of golden-marked fur that seemed to absorb the violet glare of the chemical fires below. In her right hand, she didn't carry her shortsword; she held the heavy, lead-weighted lines of Varga’s personal lead dog-sled. Behind her, nine more sleds sat packed to the brim with five-hundred-pound crates of looted mainland grain and salted pork—the entire winter survival reserves of the northern resistance.