Kara Undertale Novels & Stories

Rozita was someone who was close with Shadow and she knew that Shadow favored Albert. “Then, Rozita immediately purchased me and a couple of beasts that she deemed useful.” Shadow’s brain was cooking even more. She wanted to steal those talents so damn much. “They are still serving Rozita.” Kara raised her body. Tok tok tok. Someone knocked against the door from outside. “That–” Shadow couldn’t finish her sentence. Suddenly, Kara’s upper body turned toward the door, her knee was pinning Shadow’s chest. And without saying anything, she changed into a beast form, with wolf ears, tail, and silver fur on top of Shadow.

The castle was as silent as a cave when Cara entered and walked in, she felt so excited yet so small inside the Castle, She was excited because she was atlas going to see his brother after a lot of years . She passed the throne room and she saw it was empty , she frowned not seeing lucas, " I wanted to give him a surprise, cara shrugged but walked through the hallways to her most second favourite person in the world " Teresa" She entered in her room sneakily as she saw her sleeping, she looked so pale and her mouth a bit purple with small cuts on it,

’ ‘Ivy,try to loosen up and let Kiara take control,’ Alex tried to coach her. "Ivy, I know this is all happening fast for you, but this needs to happen for you to understand who you are. Alex is my wolf, and he lives in me as Kiara lives in you. You are not alone, and we are all here to help you." Alex licked her face gently.

“No, alpha! She is not the one responsible! Please, I ask that you allow your daughter to prove that Brooke means no harm” “HOW can I allow MY daughter to do that when she is not here where SHE BELONGS!” He snapped with anger and my stomach dropped with shock that she hadn’t made it home. It was then that I decided to speak, weather they wanted me to or not. “Alpha Tarrant..” I spoke out as I quickly bowed my head then looked at him. “Your daughter’s name is Kara, she has white hair, olive skin and a soft voice. Sir, she is a kind soul with a timid and gentle nature. I know your daughter, I spoke with her twice. We… we sort of became friends”.

Magic sparked at her fingertips, violet light reflecting off her determined gaze. A shadow darted ahead of me, Kara. She moved with quiet precision, sliding into the narrow space between Gemma and me. Her face was pale, streaked with blood, but her hands were steady on her blades. “We can’t hold here,” Kara hissed. “We’re boxed in, there's another way out, north wall.” “How do you know?” I asked without taking my eyes off Jace. “Because I built this tunnel,” Kara snapped, her voice low but urgent. “Back when I was working for Kyle, trust me Alpha. It’s either the north wall or we all die here.”

"It's not going to be easy, you know." "I'm ready," Natalie replied, her voice steady. "We don't have any time to waste." Karla nodded, her expression turning serious. She moved to a nearby table, where a few strange objects were laid out: candles, herbs, and a small vial of shimmering liquid. She looked over her shoulder at Natalie, Cielo, and Miguel. "This will change everything," Karla said. "You understand that, right?" "We understand," Cielo replied. "But it's the only way."

"My name is Scar. You are Alicia... also known as Daniella Smith." She scoffed. "You must be one of Lucas’s goons. Sent to scare me? You’re wasting your time. If you know what’s good for you, let me go while I’m still asking nicely. Trust me, you don’t want to see my venom." Scar nodded, rubbing his palms and clicking his tongue. "Bold. I like it. You have so much in common with your father; it seems like you stepped on a lion’s toes just like he did."

Another second passed before Dante suddenly released her, shoving her harshly, which sent her coughing and gasping onto the dirt. “But…” I continued, crouching down in front of Kara and brushing some dirt off her face. “…just because we can’t kill you yet doesn’t mean we really need you.” “What?” Kara’s expression faltered, but she smiled back. “Of course you do. I am the only one who knows where the kids are. So if you want to—” “No, you’re not,” I said calmly. Her brow furrowed, confused, as I gently cupped her chin and placed my fingers against her temple.

He turned away like I was something foul. My wolf bristled. He was lucky I was holding her back. I raised an eyebrow, slow, lazy, dangerous. “Kara.” At her name, the air shifted. Kara stepped out from behind me. Patrick and Margaret stiffened. They should. Kara was a strong woman. She is from the Nightsparrow Pack in Asterfell. According to her, her father was their Alpha's beta and she was a trained warrior who left her family many years ago in search of greener pastures.

"I promise everything will be okay. Be patient. Be kind. Don't give up. He is worth it. The curse can be broken, one day." Maybe she is right. But I am not sure. She is so young. What does she know about the complexities of love? She holds out the dress again. "Now come on. Put on the dress at least. It will cheer you up." I do as she says. I take the dress and step in a curtained off area. I take off my dirty old clothes. There are still splodges of Romulus' blood on them. I slide the dress on. It's beautiful. White. Soft. It will look beautiful with my alpha's white fur.