Light Apk Novels & Stories

“You saw the state I was in. As the Luna of the Alpha King, my dignity is everything. With my back practically transparent, I couldn't risk being seen, especially not by a stranger at a party. My position demands strength, not a display of my vulnerable moments.” The answer shut his mouth. “Now…” My feet slowly stepped closer to Lisa. “Apologize to me on your knees.” “On knees? This is too much, Luna.” She clenched either side of her dress. A fury dancing in her vengeful eyes. “Lisa Hawthorne.” Felix’s voice startled her. “Are you again refusing my wife's order?” Kyle slowly removed his arm from her shoulders, dropping his hand to his side. “Apologize to my wife, now.” He didn't shout. His v

I do wonder what this Vincent dude looks like though, I had never seen him as I tried as much to avoid anything that talks about their dumb stupid war. I walked to the shower and had a quick bath, got myself all dried up and brought out my case of suppressants. Yeah, there was no way I was going to forget this, especially seeing I will be entering a den full of Alphas and Luna, ready to reap each other apart. I took the first dose which is usually about enough, but this time just for safety I took another one and made my way back into the room to get dressed I opened up the suitcase that was delivered to me with the name L on it, and then opened up the costume that was wrapped up.

Just three seconds installed, John's cell phone vibrates, a sign of incoming orders. “Wow!” John was wide-eyed. His body jerked backwards in shock. "How could that be?" “In fact, the function of the apk is to speed up the process, make it easier for signals to enter, so that the cellphone is not slow, so that it is not easily infected with viruses, but the focus is on our ojol application. Then, so that our account is not regulated by the system and rules provided by the service provider in order to limit or equalize orders."

I snapped my fingers as the light bulb went off in my head. “Al?” “Yes, Nia.” The mansion’s AI answered. “Do you report to Lykoan everything that I ask you?” “It depends on the nature of your request.” “Can you upload a soft copy of the Trenchlands map to my phone?” I tested him. My body tensed as I raised an eyebrow. “Negative.” Bummer. I sighed in resignation and mumbled, “Well, you’re no help, Al.” “Perhaps a message from Lykoan will cheer you up,” he replied.