Interatial Novels & Stories

After arriving at her house, Cally immediately lay down on her soft mattress. After a flight that took almost 8 hours from --Russia's Tolmachevo Airport (MAP)to Washington Dulles International (IATA) in the United States, Cally recently rested her body. But, before being completely lost in her subconscious, Cally checked the CCTV at her house. Fixing it was no problem, Cally lay back on her aching body, ready to go to her dream.

Carter’s air craft ETA is six minutes and twenty-two seconds. Both women marvelled after the AI’s statement. Despite having lived with beings who were gifted with unique abilities, the fact that Hermes and Diana had cut across oceans and entire continents in barely five minutes was still insanely thrilling. “They made it,” Katie said. “Let’s hope they can get this over with. . .” There was a loud explosive noise that suddenly cut through from outside. It was so loud that even the facility itself shook. “What was that?” asked Jenna. Inter dimensional energy detected in Atlanta. Multiple heat signatures detected.

Silas wondered aloud, his one gold, one purple eyes bouncing between the pair as Catherine shifted to a stand. "No." Zion replied with a shrug, before his colossal form shifted back to the pile of pillows on the ground. "Our link is back." "Huh?" "Zion, explain more." Silas replied, stepping forward with an annoyed expression. "We are your Husbands, and Intirmates. They wed us under your crown, but your body bears our marks. It's known as Intirmates. The stronger our bond with you, the easier it becomes for us to communicate and protect each other. You would think those voices would have given you the basics of this world, at least."

Isabelle's hand muffled Emily's shouts as Emily tried to remove her hand from her mouth. Once Isabelle shut the door, she turned to Emily. "What were trying to do in there?" "Didn't you hear her?" "I did, but talking back? Especially in front of my dad?" "So it's right for her to call me wayward, abi (is it)?" Isabelle shook her head. "Of course not. I don't agree with what she said, but talking back only gives her plenty of reasons to insult you. Can't you see that?" "Let her insult me. I don't care. As long as she shuts that her stupid mouth abou-"

My eyes widen more when he said that was our Alpha . I stepped back to the counter as my brain is trying to register the words I heard from my uncle mouth . Looking back at him as he walked in the kitchen and he eyes are dead set on me and only me like I'm his next meal or something. Looking over to my sister's and the shocked look on their faces and turn my head to my uncle with the same look on his face too. Then all their eyes cloud over for a mindlink then they all got up and left the room with all worried looks on their faces. Once the door closed I look at the Alpha or should I said mate. He started walking to me and I felt the waves of power that rolled off him , but I didn't scare me

I was just Hannah Martin, heading home after a long day's work. The transition to Velez International had given me exactly what I asked for: a steady income, a professional reputation based on my skills, and a desk where the only drama was meeting a deadline. But in the corporate landscape of Makati, the two giants—Cromwell and Velez—were bound to intersect. ​"Hannah, grab your tablet. We’re heading across the street," Mateo said, popping his head into my office on a humid Thursday morning. ​I paused, my fingers hovering over the keyboard. "Across the street? Mateo, I thought we were focusing on the regional tourism boards this week."

I checked the calendar, and right now, there was just under six months to go before the short video trend would sweep the internet. Six months later, the short video app would quickly capture the audience's attention with its simple interface, user-friendly operation, and abundant content, creating numerous internet celebrities. Having an internet-famous boyfriend was something that countless young girls dreamt of.

"It's been okay, I guess... You still insist on calling me Luna?" Lance's lips twisted amusedly. "Of course, Luna. I should, shouldn't I?" I smiled slightly as an idea entered my head. "Very well, Gamma. You can call me Luna." Lucas and Lance both looked at me, amused. Lance burst out laughing. "Fair enough", he said. "I'll call you by your name." I smiled smugly, satisfied. "So, what exactly does a gamma do?", I asked. Lance shrugged. "Inter-pack relations, you could say. As the pack of the Alpha King, we constantly have packs wanting alliances, there are conferences to attend and such. It's my job to oversee all that."

-ADRIAN POV- I've built my career on the principle that control is everything. It's the only thing that separates the people who succeed from the people who get swept away by circumstance and emotion. Control is knowing exactly what will happen before it happens. Control is building systems that work regardless of external chaos. Control is keeping the world at arm's length so nothing can touch what I've carefully constructed. And I'm very, very good at control. Which is why the assignment Marcus just handed me is simultaneously the most strategic opportunity of my career and the most genuinely irritating thing that's happened to me in months.

Helpless plunge my being as another series of self-destructive and depressing thoughts ran through my head. To distract me, I peered around the room taking in the interior. The room was generously large with a Royal-size fancy bed pushed against the wall opposite the bedroom door with an ottoman at the edge and with nightstands on either side of it. A 70 inch or maybe bigger Tv was mounted to the left side of the wall where the bedroom door was framed.