Hetalia Mochi Mga Nobela at Kwento

His eyes were beautiful, so charmingly blue like the sea their ship was sailing. "You're my wife, Ophelia. We've been married for three years. I am Alpha of the Crimson Paw pack and you're my Luna. We rule thousands of people because I am the Alpha of Alphas in the packs of the seven tribes," Finlay balled his fists because the ship immediately reached the exact spot for the morning sun to hit them. That was beside the point, it was pointing right at Ophelia, making her dress transparent and revealing that she didn't have any undies on.

I wasn't expecting to see my roommate when I returned to the dorm. My roommate, Adam, and I shared a double room. He was, like me, one of the best art students in this school. He studied painting, whereas I studied the lyre. Adam was a tangerine-flavored alpha with tangerine-flavored pheromone. His entire being was as bright and lively as his pheromone. Because I am a beta, AO pheromones have no effect on me. As a result, Adam had never used a pheromone-blocking agent in our dorm.

I didn’t even know his name. But it didn’t matter anymore. Because three months ago, everything changed. I found my mate. Killian Lockwood. The Alpha’s son. Strong, handsome, ambitious. The kind of wolf every girl in the pack dreamed about. And somehow, impossibly, he was mine. I’d been carrying water from the river when it happened—the bond snapping into place like a rope pulling tight around my chest. I dropped the buckets, water spilling everywhere, and looked up to find him standing there, his amber eyes locked on mine.

"Why don't you have a taste?" Exposing my neck, I release some of my pheromones for that alpha, who wastes no time and moves toward my neck to leave a gentle bite that makes me moan. This guy is really handsome... With his messy light brown hair and pale blue eyes, this alpha is a delight. So with confidence, I wrap my arms around his neck, pressing my body against his as much as possible while continuing to sway my hips from side to side to the rhythm of the music, feeling his hard erection against my pelvis.

Callista is such a pesky friend. "Sorry girl, I get distracted easily. There are many hot guys here I dunno which one I will choose, is it the morena guy that has a good body or the mestizo guy whose smile is charming. What do you think girl? Wait, girl! Have you seen that?! The Moreno guy waved at me! She waved at me! I think I should get his Instagram handle!" I didn't answer her stupid question. I grabbed her wrist and glared at her "Fine. So, tell me about the misery of that bitch" then she starts slurping her drink

Alpha and Beta were going through. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Modudeul miwohaneura aesseonne (Everyone’s trying so hard to hate me) * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Babushka - grandmother Dobroy nochi - good night Kotonok - kitten Kukolka = Doll Nevestka Malyshka - Baby Mishenka - an intimate name for Misha, usually reserved for his lover. Privet - hello (informal) Prekrasnaya - Lovely Sashulya - an intimate name for Sasha, usually reserved for his lover. Slava Bogu - Thank God Ya tyebya lyublyu - I love you

“Easy. I come bearing a very valuable gift to congratulate your successful rule during the past six months.” At that moment, a woman with red hair suddenly appeared by his side. She looked absolutely stunning in a black two-piece outfit.The loose, one-shoulder top with flowing sleeves draped across her upper frame, revealing a hint of skin. A delicate gold coin chain rested around her waist while a matching wrap skirt hugged her curvy hips. My wolf suddenly rumbled. “Mate.” I froze in disbelief. After six long months, he finally spoke to me. Matthias smiled. “I present to you Daniella Havlová. Your mate.”

A pair of big hands grasped Zoe Hayward's pushing hands, making Zoe Hayward completely unable to break free. As soon as Mociya Keltch lowered her head to kiss it, Zoe Hayward stubbornly turned her head to the other side. Mociya Keltch turned her head to the other side, Zoe Hayward turned her head to this side again. For several times, Mociya Keltch failed and became more agitated in his heart, but it also stimulated his desire in his heart. He freed one hand and put Zoe Hayward's head straight. Under the eyes of Zoe Hayward that seemed to eat people, he covered Zoe Hayward's lips with dominaciously and strongly.

Morozko rocked her on his knee as she played with the feather. “Mother Mokosh help me, I will have to feed you that dry cereal crap you just love, just like I always do, will I not? Getting you to eat peas is a battle I just cannot win.” Morozko sighed, placing her on his bed and reaching under it to withdraw a box of Cheerios. He reached into the cabinet beside his bed and found a bowl. Pouring the cereal in, he set it before Anya and began feeding them to her one by one. She pecked at the Cheerios like a bird, her grin wide, then began to pick them up with stubby fingers and bring them to her mouth.