Liontin Hati Novels & Stories

Lilith insulted, not taking her already bad situation into consideration. "Lilith!!!!" Loki growled angrily as his eyes grew darker and for the first time ever, he wanted to beat her up and make her feel pain, his inner wolf was requesting for it but he managed to restrain himself and maintain control. He took a deep breath and sat back down. "You've heard her Mr Smith, Lilith has always been a very headstrong girl and so she must pay for her bullying and disrespect of my mate and by extension, a disrespect to me." Loki said and called on Williams to give out the punishment he had already decided.

Others frowned, doubt shadowing their golden eyes. Lilith tilted her head, her smile cool and triumphant. “A true Luna is not a burden. A true Luna is a shield, a leader, a wolf whose strength matches her Alpha’s. Isabella Hart? She is none of these things. And when Lucian tires of his little human experiment, Stormfang will pay the price.” She turned, her crimson gown sweeping behind her as she walked away, leaving the seeds of doubt firmly planted. By midday, the whispers had spread.

Lily pinballed between the two girls in front of her. She wondered what they wanted. The girls didn't look familiar but she was sure they came from her school. One of them was dark while the other was fair. The dark one was named Emily while the fair one name was Favourite. “What do you want from me?” Asked Lily, She was staring the other way which led to the assembling point. “Alot but one of them is I have an intense hatred for Omegas.” Favorite said with a scowl on her face.

You need your Luna and a child at your side to be crowned Alpha, and I feel like I'm so near to realizing my dreams. Despite their affinity towards me, Hector and Hudson couldn't hide the hatred on their faces when I was around. What could be worse than having your friends reject you because you are worse than a maid? What if my long-nurtured dreams cause them all to be attracted as potential sexual partners? What if my position as destitute undermines everything I do? They have no idea who their Luna might be; for a pack of young dogs like themselves, it wouldn't take a pro to match their energy.

He continued speaking after observing their expressions, his voice sounding extremely excited. "Do not be afraid, just trust your master!," Lihont said with a dark smile. "This is a very special potion that I made myself using the power of the shadows and It is not poisonous. It will give you immense powers that you cannot even imagine. If you drink this, your skin will be like iron and your strength will be like a giant's. You will be feared by all the werewolves and humans, and you will be honored by me as my greatest generals after we win the war tonight."

Zephyr mocking me with his words, this one werewolf man that need to get more than just a spanked. “Look, I never asked for this to happen. I never asked for that f*cking doctor to put this heart of an unknown creature to me! She… Had no right!” I was livid, angry and took an offense over his mocked. Somehow, my words just angered this pompous *ss, his eyes were lit by fury, and with hissed he said to me, “She… was not a creature… Luna Hyacinth was an honorable and kind leader! You have no right to call her as a creature!”

I just placed the rest of the stuff in the boxes where I thought they would look nice, which includes the broken glass jar with just a few other ornaments and paintings, because I didn’t think he would mind. “I.. I didn’t mean to.” I stuttered helplessly. He caught me by surprise. “Are you trying to erase what I have left of my brother?” His deep hoarse voice rang in my ear. I have never seen this much rage in his eyes. Not even when he found out I was the arsonist's daughter. That jar must have been very important to him. The corner of my eyes gathered tears. I felt helpless. How do I tell Logan that I didn’t break the stuff, let alone tell him I didn’t even know that it belonged to his la

The fiery burn lingered in my throat. "Nothing's wrong with being a gentleman, but pretending to be one just to impress women doesn't make you one." I smirked, taking another swig of whiskey. I surveyed his outfit, taking in every detail. He wore a vivid red shirt left open to showcase a muscular chest inked with a roaring lion whose fiery orange mane seemed to reach beyond his skin. Leonardo. Lion-hearted. That tattoo made perfect sense. A golden cross lay nestled atop the lion's mane, glinting in the light like a beacon of faith. It was clear that Leonardo wore his heart on his sleeve. His was a tattooed visual representation of his inner fire.

She clears her throat, looking like a Disney villain with her curly hair, shiny eyes, and bold red lipstick, giving off a vibe that screams, "Fuck me now." Suddenly, Olvia’s words pop into my head: Her face and those wet legs... damn, I’m getting hard. I’ve never compared any women before, but ever since Olvia came into my life, every other woman just seems so unattractive to me.

"Lauren, I am sorry..." "Shh! You know I hate to apologize." Leah picked herself up and went to the door. "And don't forget, tell Mr Matthew that, I don't want to see his face in my company, or his head will be on the floor." Leah nodded, then exited the door, she wasn't expecting that Lauren would let her go after settling scores with her, Lauren place called to his security never to let Leah into any of his premises. Lauren hit the wine glass to the wall. "What a friend?" He thought he had all the world's love not knowing Leah was a snake, the very one with bad venom. Green snake under the green grass.