Irina Denali Novels & Stories

Irina drops her eyes, focussing on her own feet as she chews on her bottom lip “I will find a way Irina, I always do” “Why do you want me so much?” I sigh “Because even though you do not agree, we are mated, and I want to be with you. Why is that so hard for you to understand?” She shakes her head at me, frowning “I don’t even know who I am and then you walk into my life confusing the hell out of me.” She turns to look at her dagger that is sat on the dresser. “Then that appears, and it feels weirdly natural to hold. I don’t even know what a Blood Alpha is and apparently I am already eighteen, but my birthday is not for another two weeks and now I have Raine”

There was a knock on her door, “Who’s there?” “It’s me.” He opened the door. “Ellaine—” “I go by the name of Inwë now.” She should draw the limits now. “Are you going back to Earth?” It hurt Finrod’s pride to hear himself asking pathetically. “Yes.” Inwë turned her back. She can’t take seeing Finrod’s face a bit longer when she was about to go home. She’s afraid she can’t leave him. But she had to pull herself together. They can never be. A witch’s life is a life of reclusion. And besides, Finrod has a world to support.

I quickly step out to see a woman whose voice sounded awfully familiar, arguing with Delilah, the only model acquaintance I got along with because she was just as bitchy and spoilt as me. “You think I am a loser with no friends. Okay, first of all you couldn’t be more wrong, I have a lot of friends, Elizabeth, Victoria, Danika…..umm...my mother, my grandmother who, fun fact, knitted this sweater for me.” The woman said proudly as she gave Delilah what she thought was a savage reply. Yep, that’s Emily. Delilah just shook her head as she tried to process Emily’s personality, “What’s going on?” I intervene before the fight gets out of hand.

“Seems she is the daughter of the alpha of Emerald Moon.” “Emerald Moon?” I repeat, raising a brow. “But I thought Anastasia was the daughter of Emerald Moon.” Everyone knew about Anastasia since she got around and was well known for blackmailing those that she slept with. She was a whore and a disgrace, and she was supposed to be the only daughter of Emerald Moon. Then who the fuck was this Denali, and why was she listed as the only daughter? I didn’t know, but I would find out, and I knew the perfect person to go to to get all the answers I needed.

The alpha will force her to have sex with him, and if she'd succumbs to it -Denali will work in and catch them both in bed with each other and will call for an alarm. And with the elders running in, they'll take Aerona to the palace and when the alpha get back his memory, he'll then punish her to death. Denali had imagined all this, as a snicker played around her lips, she smirked as she walked forward and crouched down on her bed, made of the finest of woods and silk. She was a high ranked maid and so therefore she leaves comfortable in the palace. **** Denali made for the kitchen, her steps could tell the mood she was in. smiles playing across her lips, she had planned out her objectives a

I noticed the two females they were with, and I already sensed they were the mates of these alphas. “Hello, glad to finally meet you. I heard a lot about you, Nyra, right?” One of them with bright brown eyes said. I offered a smile at her, “Yes.” “I am Irina. you can also call me Arya. Guess who my mate is there?” She had brown luscious hair and brown eyes. I couldn’t help but admire her rough but beautiful features. I guessed and pointed at the tall man with tattoos and ear piercings, “I think you are Alpha Kai’s?”

And the woman was going to learn the way, one way or the other, no matter how much time it would take, that she wasn’t to mess with the Alpha of Alphas. All she had to do was find out that her replica wasn’t exactly the thing that she was looking for… ************************** “Dean, Viktor,” my sister, Irina said, smiling when she saw me entering the Estate. The fact that she was here was something that I did not expect, especially since I knew that she was supposed to be in Moscow with her mate for the next few months.

Anna — the Anna who sang off-key in the shower and folded her hands when she slept and had been carrying an enormous secret for two years — had apparently been carrying an even larger secret for considerably longer than that. A daughter. In New Zealand. Asking for help. "How old do you think," Sasha said again. “six i guess," Irina said, before she'd fully processed that she was saying it. Neo and Sasha both looked at her. "Six?" Sasha repeated. "I meant—" Irina stopped. "I meant — I'm guessing six. Based on nothing. Just a feeling." Sasha looked at her for a moment with an expression that decided not to examine that sentence too closely and was making a wise call.

She could not forgive Alex for abandoning her either, and she could not allow him to live happily with another woman after her. The mother and daughter set off for Bostana after all. A long and exhausting journey lay ahead of them, but the time passed quickly because they were both overwhelmed with emotion. Sara was happy because she would finally meet her cousins and other members of the family. Magdalena, on the other hand, was preparing herself to come face-to-face with memories of the past. She also brought along Alex’s glasses, which she had taken off his corpse and kept as a trophy.

She sends me an apologetic smile and I know there is no use in pushing her further, she won’t budge. A few minutes all the chatter quiets down and I see a young woman walk up the stage. “Wow, she is beautiful.” Irina murmurs and I have to say; she really is. Her skin has the color of honey, big dark eyes and her burgundy hair falls in waves down her back. She has a tall frame and wears a pure white dress that accentuates every curve she has. Every wolf instantly turns their attention to the magnificent woman standing on the stage.