Lol Ahri Novels & Stories

She missed him so much. She had finished making the spear and was about to strike, when she felt a strong grip, she tried to wiggle away but her efforts where futile. She kept pushing and pulling but she couldn't free herself from the group. Amira recognized the Warriors to Beavertail Juan's but they didn't recognize her, she added the bids due to child beats so she looked chica which has shipped in fact do and the mold which splashed on her face while she was trying to find food prevented the Warriors from recognizing her. One of the warriors said

Then his picture, name, and other related information appeared. "Henri Fabious, 26 years of age, A+ blood type," Henri unconsciously read the information. 'From Kalantiaw to Estefan; then, Estefan to Joshua; now, Joshua to Henri," says a tiny voice from his head. She did the same, " 26 years old archaeologist, AB normal, Ahri Hauntsen. So, I am now Ahri Hauntsen. Geez, this is insane," she murmured.

Arienne’s POV I know that feeling. I’ve felt it before, and I never thought in a million years that I’d feel it again. I stood there, staring at this girl at the end of the hall, her long waist length brown hair in a tight braid down her back gave me a perfect view of her beauty. A little heart shaped face, and the most gorgeous pair of golden brown eyes stared back at me, wide, and confused. I was confused too, damn the Moon Goddess… What a sick sense of humor she has. Bringing me a second chance mate? Today? This was the last place I expected to meet her. I’m not ready. I don’t know if I can handle this yet. I try my best to keep my emotions at bay and not lose it in front of her. I don’t

Royal Guardian H E M I L I A "I don't think this is going to work between us." The Prince said to his lover, who began to cry. It's Princess Flora, her beautiful body covering her forms with prestigious clothing as a person from the aristocracy like a golden gown, her face spotless and round suited her perfectly, her blonde hair sparkling under the hot sun framing her face and lastly those blue eyes filling up with tears, heartbroken and desperate for his attention.

The woman who once had Kael. The woman who wanted him back. Liora stepped into the ring. “This won’t take long.” Aria smirked. “No, it won’t. I’m not the girl who got rejected and begged for scraps. I’m the Luna who survived everything.” The bell rang. Liora struck first fast, cruel, magical. A wave of fire and shadow hurled toward Aria. She dodged, rolling beneath it, clawing out. She leapt forward, slashing at Liora’s side, drawing blood.

said Aria. “What but Alpha said we should be together?” she said annoyed. “Boys you know” said Aria while rolling her eyes. Aria was top pack warrior of the Floroscura pack, no one in the pack could able to stand in front of her. She loves to kick asses. Aria is the daughter of Omega but she was train by Evelyn herself making her trained warrior. Aria was tall and has perfect body shape as a best-trained warrior. Zoe was short height girl who had Curly red hair.

, she placed a kiss on dan's palms But a sudden loud and hard masculine voice broke her trance to her surprise the voice belong to dan only. " Zaid... Did you hear what she said, so if God forbid something happens to me tomorrow, you know well what to do with the team of doctors... Is it clear " "Noted sir," said answered in a robotic tone. Arohi's mouth agape as she couldn't believe her ears the man who was looking like a patient to her seconds before was roaring like a tiger .she glanced at ronn who just shrugged her shoulders. Now arohi knew why she is a tigress?... It runs in their blood.

Then, from the side of the chamber, came a voice that cut cleaner than any data log. "She’s not drifting," Matteo said. Lorenzo turned. Matteo stared straight at him. "She’s evolving." ~~~~~~~~~~ ARIA’S TRAINING VAULT What Lorenzo didn’t know—what no one knew except Maria and two Ash Blades sworn by oath—was that Aria had built something below the library wing. Not a vault. A lab. And inside it: a child. Not born. Not hers. But chosen. Sky. A girl of sixteen with skin like copper dusk and eyes full of satellite code. Orphaned in battle, adopted by chaos, and now programmed with more encryption fluency than any Umbra tactician alive.

Aria didn’t react— Which somehow made it worse. Hayley opened one eye. “Really?” Hayes frowned. “What? It works.” “It’s terrible.” “It’s accurate.” Sofia exhaled quietly, a trace of amusement slipping through. “At least it’s honest.” “You’re all just jealous,” Hayes muttered. “No,” Hayley said flatly. “We’re not.” Phoenix’s expression shifted slightly, not quite smiling, but close enough to count. Sofia stepped forward next. “Aqua Ice.” “Black Widow,” Aria added, her voice quiet but steady.

The pack listened, breath held. “In the end,” Aria said, “we chose one that was less about where she came from…and more about what we hope she’ll bring.” She glanced at Kael. His eyes were on their daughter, soft and intent. “Liora,” Aria said. “Her name is Liora. It means ‘I have light.’” For a heartbeat, there was silence. Then someone—Talia, predictably—whooped. The sound sparked laughter, then applause, then a rolling chorus of howls that rose to meet the Moon.