Historial Novels & Stories

But Noor was lost, he was back again, to make her life a living hell, because now he came for a permanent stay. Unconsciously she began remembering the day he left two years back, the bite mark he left on her. It was completely healed, but what he said was true, the mark was still there. Every single time she looked at herself in the mirror, the mark never forgot to bring tears in her eyes. And with that every single time she was reminded of him, how he did it, how he said those words, how he looked at her. The way he touched her. Every time everything left a bitter taste. She would feel disgusted by her own self, her own zaat.

Rylin's POV Amy and I walked into her Rouge house. The place was fascinating, pictures of rouges down every hall, pictures of the Alphas and pack names on certain halls. They still identified with their packs even the ones who had been tossed. Then they're was the one hall that stood out the most 'Hidden' is what it said. We turned down that hall and it was pictures of rouge Alpha and Betas starting back from centuries all the way until it led to Davina and Amy's pictures. This place was beautiful, a story on every corner. Something they all can be proud of. If only it was so easy for others. She made this a home for them.

The hourglass has the power to slow down time and after the hourglass runs out the power also disappears and time returns to normal. Aranjo stared at the demon's departure for a moment, then looked at the hourglass and remembered all the demon's messages. Then Aranjo began to examine each scroll of the manuscript and she was very happy that all the manuscripts were very useful from literature, medicine and witchcraft. Aranjo took some scrolls and sat on the chair of the reading table and started reading the scrolls. He learned many new things, and it expanded her knowledge. Aranjo didn't forget to keep looking at the hourglass and when the hourglass ran out, Aranjo immediately ran back to th

A timeline. I could work with timelines.

It's just some random number. *Hello, sweetie!* It says. Probably some drunk slut who hit the wrong number. As I want to delete this I get another text. *It's me, Monika. Don't dare to ignore me!* She texted. How the hell did she get my switzgerman number? ... (to be continued)

On the way we hit traffic, while Gregory and Lanna were quite relaxed me and Acre were on edge, Acre was so bad his hand was on the door handle "Calm down guys it wont be long" Gregory said looking in the rearview mirror. As soon as the car stopped me and Acre lept out of the car ready to tear apart anyone who so much as looked at our mates wrong but as soon as I took a deep breath the sweet scent of the sun,sea,sand and icecream hits me causing me to stop in my tracks and from the looks of things Acre has caught the scent of his mate too.

gulping down a bit of the surprise which had formed in my mind my mouth gaped slightly in astonishment, “You smell it to?” nodding a smile instantly spread across his face as he came to softly touch my cheek with his hand, “You smell like mountain dew to me,” a smile instantly spread across my own face as I nodded, “And you to me,” pulling back his hand which was still resting against my cheek I looked down at it and noticed the symbol that had been burnt on there, I immediately lifted my own symbolled hand to his as I studied it. Both symbols were exactly the same, if I had to describe it then I would have to say it looked like a broken circle with a curved line running through the bottom o

Eventually Groban pulled away slightly as he pushed his forehead against mine, he kept his eyes closed as he tried to steady his breathing, “Laya,” He breathed, smiling softly as he said my name. I felt an ache yank at my chest with the sound of my name on his lips. Instantly getting up Groban pulled me up with him as he held me in his arms, gasping I looked up at him surprised, but he didn’t look at me , instead he kept his eyes down, he wasn’t looking up at me, I wondered why that was? He started walking with me toward the bathroom when he stepped inside and moved straight over to the shower, he turned the taps of the shower on until the steam started coming up toward the ceiling. He tight

I focus my eyes on the front trying to dissipate the dark stain, blinking several times getting rid of it. -You finally wake up- William enters with a tray of water and some food. -How long have I slept?- he puts the tray carefully on my legs, I don't take long to take the glass of water to give it a sip. - Two days- I choke with the water and start coughing- And don't be scared but...your left eye is black- he holds a small mirror to me, my left eye which used to be blue is now black, I look at myself confused.