Invincible And Anissa 소설 & 이야기

"That's rich coming from you. You need her to get whatever it is you want and you have the guts to promise her the world? Didn't you just hear that your army has been destroyed? You're all alone now." "And so are you." Evelyn said. "You're the ones who needed them, I don't." Anika said. "I only ever needed Ivy, none of you matter to me." She walked close to Ivy and some warriors lined up in front of her to shield her. With a wave of her hand, she sent them flying across the room in a bone breaking crash. They hurled up on the floor, wincing in pain. Luckily, their bones were built to change form and rearrange itself so they would be alright.

“Every man bleeds. Every man dies. Including this Knight.” Barbie’s nails dug crescents into her palms beneath the table. The pain kept her rooted in the moment, “So why?” she pressed. “Why go after him if you don’t even know who he is?” Her uncle leaned forward, steepling his fingers, his grin spreading wide. His teeth were sharp, his eyes hungrier than any wolf. “Because if the rumors are even a little bit true, then assassinating him will be your most challenging task yet.” Barbara couldn’t believe her ears.

I start, eyes darting around for an escape. “Liar!” Oprah spits. She grabs my wrist before I can move. “Let go…” Anisa moves behind me, forcing my other arm back, pinning me between them. Their hold isn’t professional or controlled… It’s fueled by spite, nails digging into skin. I struggle against them. I can take one of them but the two of them combined…. And to worsen the situation, they are both lycans. Oprah’s fingers dig into my arm harshly. “Astria is the betrothed. The future queen. You’re a distraction, an inconvenience.”

She writhed, teeth clenched, unable to move. Aliyah’s heart dropped. “Anana!” The assassins pressed harder, sensing weakness. Aliyah fought like a storm, her body screaming with fatigue. But she refused to yield. Her fists were iron, her legs lightning. She shielded Anana, every strike fueled with desperate love. In the fight, the assassin leader smirked. Fate had delivered his moment.

It’s awkward, but they seem to catch on quickly with a brief demonstration, and I shake all their hands and step back slightly. “I’ve never heard of a Luna Queen who didn’t demand a bow,” Lavina says. “That’s because you hadn’t met me... before now.” I turn to Cassian. “This is my husband, Alpha King Cassian.” Lavina’s eyes go wide again. “The enemy of Alpha—of Assanan? You have defeated him?” “My Luna and I and the warriors of three kingdoms defeated him,” he corrects her, stepping forward to also offer his hand. Though they all look stunned, they take it one by one. I sense the High Priestesses approaching behind us, and they stand beside me and Cassian.

Asim snarls, his eyes black as night. “My name is Mazelina Winslow of The Moon Claw Pack, Luna to Alpha Rush Winslow of The Moon Claw Pack, I will never accept you, Asim Szell.” “You have no choice. Hold her still.” I look up at Asim and smile sinisterly. “The Goddess is displeased.” “I don’t give a fuck. She wasn’t the Goddess.”

Invincible. Akin glanced down at the student’s face, illuminated by the moonlight. He recognized her now—her name was Anita. She had rejected him countless times back when life was normal. She had always laughed off his advances, dismissing him without a second thought. “Well, who’s laughing now?” he sneered, kicking the lifeless body aside. The female zombie made a guttural sound, almost like a laugh, and Akin shot her a warning glare. She fell silent, her head tilting back to its eerie angle.

"Ah, Chadwick, I didn't know you'd arrived! How was your flight?" Chadwick smiled with a courteous bow "It was smooth, thank you, Your Majesty. Just a bit long." “I know the feeling. Well, let me introduce you to Ivan's parents, Marcus and Sophia." Ashanti's gaze shifted to the couple, her face lighting up with a warm smile. "Marcus, Sophia it's so wonderful to finally meet you “ Marcus responded by rising. “A pleasure to finally meet you too. We're forever indebted to you.”

Some of the female and even male strippers had their eyes on me, some were glaring, while the others were deliberately showing off their bodies just to get my attention. We were suddenly out of the club, and a coat was thrown over my body by Anissa. I had decided to put her on active duty, after seeing her competence in this field. What many people don't know, is that behind her calm, gentle demeanor, is a dangerous woman, who knows the ways of the mafia. Anissa was as equal to the task, as my other men. A tablet was handed to me, and I scrolled through items on the screen; my ever increasing list of things to do. None of them were fun, but they were necessary and they kept me busy; too busy

For a moment, there was silence and then I loosened my grip. Her shaky breath was mixed with the stark silence that plagued the room. She realized I was getting impatient and decided to talk. “My name is Annabel from Spring pack. Please, do not hurt me,” she pleaded with her hands cupped together like she was praying to some gods. Her words seemed to make my world collapse, the weight of them crashing down like a tidal wave. I stared at her, in anticipation for any sign of the woman I love, but all I see is the cold, calculating soul that has taken her place.