Kisah Ayla Novels & Stories

The kind that haunts. As the last of the pack members dispersed, heading back to the warmth of their homes, Alessia remained in the clearing, the rain plastering her hair to her face. She tilted her head back, letting the cool drops wash over her skin, washing away the scent of lies and pretense. For the first time in a long time, she felt something other than the dull, persistent ache. It was a flicker of something else, something sharp and dangerous. It was the whisper of freedom.

“Quietly guiding my family history like a grotesque gardening project. And I’m supposed to take comfort in that?” “You’re not supposed to take comfort in anything,” Lucas said. “I’m telling you what I think they meant.” It was a fair answer. Infuriating, but fair. I watched Ayla turn toward the side window then, her reflection pale and ghosted in the glass. If I had been the subject of some secret bloodline custodianship programme stretching back centuries, I suspect I might have been louder about it. Ayla, characteristically, seemed to absorb horror by becoming quieter around the edges and harder in the centre.

Watching her like if he blinked, she’d vanish. “You remember anything?” I asked her softly. “Where you’ve been? Who took you?” Ayla hesitated. Her lips parted, but no words came out. She looked like she was about to speak, then winced, clutching her side. Nestore moved fast, reaching out, but I got there first. “Hey, hey, it’s okay,” I murmured, steadying her. “There were lights,” she finally said, her voice barely audible. “And cold… voices I didn’t know. They called me someone else. They didn’t let me speak. I… I don’t know how I got away.”

oh, was I so glad, I stood om the line with my face down as the Alpha walked towards us. Already glad he passed without noticing me, I felt a rush of cold blood ran down my spine with the sound of his retracting footsteps. ' Oh No! He can't be coming back! ' ' He already walked past me!' I cried from within. "You! What is your name?" he spoke in a demanding tone as he stood in front of me. "That's Ayla, the wolfslayer's Daughter, " the senior Nun answered before I could even mutter a word. 'Oh, no She can't give out my identity like this. I can't let this Crazy Alpha know about me, I cried from disappointment within.

I took a step back, my eyes trained at Ayla, who had her hand over her mouth. "That's right, she got pregnant for him, but she carried out an abortion and switched cities when her plan to blackmail him into giving her a part of his wealth backfired." I didn't know how to take in the information, but before I could turn to Ayla, she just hightailed out of there, leaving me staring at the spot where she had been standing.

How I would like to dive into the picture, into the girl whose only problems were hunting and an empty stomach. _____________ Ayla Marin, born April 17, 2045 New Age to Revans and Laura Marin - he starts reciting from memory, laying out my life. - Unemployed, hunter and clandestine fighter. She goes to school occasionally, her grades are low, and she has a list of infractions that would land her in jail in most cities. In short, you are poor, rude, immoral, limited, simple-minded, bitter, stubborn: a plague on your sector and my kingdom. It takes me a while to absorb the shock of such frank words. But I don't object. He's absolutely right. The king rises. At this close range, I can see that

It had said Hello, whoever finds precious little Ayla. For a reason that cannot be said, she has been left here, hoping that someone can give her a good life. She is half a wolf, and needs someone who can show her this world. Ayla was born on April 27th. Please treat her well, show her what love and family are. Best wishes, a friend.

, Axel says, frustration filling my voice. Ayla steps a little closer and reaches out her hand, placing it on the image; slowly, she runs her fingers over the words written below. “Alune will rise again”, she breathed. Suddenly she was thrown backwards with such force. She slammed right into Aiden, who was behind her, sending him flying back into the wall behind with a grunt. “What the hell was that!” she shouted!

Ayla said and sat down beside Charlotte on the couch. “You are awake?” Charlotte said after she had managed to take her gaze off the television screen. “Yes, mum; I have been reading this novel,” Ayla said with a gesture. “What’s it all about?” Charlotte said. “It’s about a princess who ran away from the palace because she was maltreated by her step-mum,” Ayla said and gazed at the television screen. “Really? How about her mum?” Charlotte said. “No, she doesn’t have a mother. She lost her mum during birth,” Ayla said. “That’s pathetic. I would also love to read the story when you are done,” Charlotte said.

It's late after all. Jack go and drives Kayla home.I drives here by my motorbike that's why Hayden is not going to drive me home.Their mom is sound asleep upstairs. That leave me and Hayden's alone.On his front yard. I look at him.. "Well,i'll go now then."I started walking to my bike. "Wait Alyssa!" I turn around"Yes?" "Can i have your number?you know if there's anything or my mom ask you for dinner or-" He's blabbering nervously.I cut him off