I Am Supreme Novels & Stories

“We will be the winners, Zaia! Wake up and realise that those who do not believe in what we are do not deserve a second chance! They deserve to be killed!” “You are not a god to decide that!” I shout as I get to my feet. ‘Am I not? I am untouchable, and powerful, and even the Sable is under my control. When our new world and way of life begins, I will be the Alpha God. The one supreme ruler of all werewolf kind!’ His words ring in my head, the confidence in them making my blood boil. “I will never allow that. I will stop you. I swear on Selene!”

he whispered softly, just enough for Enne to hear. Enne's face flushed slightly, but she did not reply, only nodding in reply. Lyra came forward, taking the position of master of ceremonies. Her calm yet firm voice filled the night air. "Tonight, under the witness of the full moon, we gather to recognize our new Luna, one who has proven her courage, her loyalty, and her love for our Alpha."

" Trevor asked also eyeing the package. "Apparently, someone ordered it for me." Carlacia turned the package, examining it. "Did it say where it is from?" "No it didn't." I replied with a frown examining the package with Carlacia. "Aren't you going to open it? Find out what it is?" Trevor asked and I nodded my head at him. I reached for the package and started tearing the wrapper only to be met with a brand new boxed IPhone, the latest one! "Wow!" Trevor and Carlacia breathed out while I stared at the phone in shock.

he replied, sounding far too confident, his devilish smile back to his face as if he has finally won me over I couldn't help but scoff. "You want me to be your fake girlfriend, and all I get is protection from the media? Isn't that your job in the first place as my label CEO, No thanks. I don't need your help in that department. And besides, I'm not interested in playing this game. Find someone else to be your prop." I said pushing my buttons, a voice telling me to give up the fake font I am trying to pull

I looked at him from head to toe. He had little curly, dark brown hair. His skin color was a bit pale like the people who live in snow and his blue eyes were adding to his beauty. The dark red lips were like red strawberries which were visible from far away. And a tattoo on the side of his neck which wasn't much visible because of his jacket. But I saw a little tattoo on his wrist and it was saying,"I AM NOT MYSELF". I bet if anyone meets him for the first time, they will probably notice his dark red lips first. He was wearing a dark black jacket and a white t-shirt. His shoes were black and white sneakers and his jeans pants were also black.

There was no sure things as superman, the cartons they watched at tender age had messed up their brain pretty well and they older woman was trying to take advantage of that to make the little girl to stop crying. "But you said it the last time, that there's no such thing as superman." "I did to scare you sweetie, many people have their superman, someone who comes to them when their in trouble...maybe one day, you'll find yours!" °° Ismene snapped out of her many thoughts. Damn! That was a long time memory. Turning to the man that looked like he really needed some rest, she smiled. "Besides? Where are we going?" She asked.

She placed her hands on my shoulders as she looked into my eyes. My head snapped up as I tried to make sense of it all. “What is an ‘Alpha Supreme’? And an ‘Alliance’?” Magenta lowered her hands from my shoulders. “An Alpha Supreme is an Alpha in charge of an area. Regions in the world are divided into sections, not just here in the United States. An Alpha Supreme is chosen to oversee all the Packs. All of the Alphas answer to him.” She shook her head as she let out a deep breath. “Usually, it’s the strongest Alpha in the area.”

I’ll mаkе ѕurе nо one саn tоuсh me оr hurt me. The рrоmіѕе flаѕhеѕ thrоugh mу mind as I lose соnѕсіоuѕnеѕѕ. I’m not a hооkеr! I’m Cаrrіе Jаmеѕ and I’m раrt of an undеrсоvеr роlісе ѕtіng.

“Erm... yeah sure. I think I want a fruit punch.” He nods and begins to walk away, “One fruit punch coming right up.” Suddenly all the lights switch off and there is just one spotlight to one side focusing on Melissa. I see her holding a microphone and she once again flashes an evil smile at me, making me realize that bad is about to happen. She says, “Hey everyone, I am Melissa as all of you know. Today I want to give Liam his birthday present and I am going to give it to him right now, right here.”