Novel & Cerita Madly Deeply Alan Rickman

Hackles up. There. Near the pillars. I see it. A symbol stitched inside a sleeve. Small. Easy to miss. Silver thread shaped in a pattern I know too well. Lyra. My jaw tightens. “She’s here,” my wolf growls. “Not her,” I answer. “But her shadow.” A man approaches me. Tall. Thin smile. His scent is wrong. Not his own. Layered. Masked. Magic. I am too used to it to be fooled by it.

she agreed, flashing him a smile. Alan was a very handsome man. He had dark brown hair slicked back, giving him a polished look. His piercing green eyes seemed to see right through everyone, and it mostly made him look like an Ice prince- if ice were ever green in color. His sharp jawline and broad shoulders gave him an imposing, almost intimidating presence. He looked like a mafia lord, someone who was not to be messed with. Despite his tough exterior, he looked like someone who'd look slay in donkey pajamas.

Alan said and tried to use his powers to break the chains but he was weak and he felt useless. “ I did because I want peace ” “ Peace ” Alan chuckled and then his face darkened as he remembered something. His mate ? “ Where is my mate ? ” he asked with wide eyes. Just then Derek and his brothers along with Magnus walked right into the dungeon and Alan and Ron stopped talking to look at them. “ Congratulations Derek, you finally find a way to hold me down ” Alan said with a smirk. “ I thought I said you should inform me when he wakes up ” Derek said to Ron ignoring Alan.

The woman answered me just now. “She was the Moon Goddess.” I say, and Azlela confirms with a string of curses. I laugh. She's back alright. The door to the dungeon bursts open and Rick comes rushing in. He is pale, with angry red spots covering his cheeks. He runs past my cell and stops at the one besides me. I move to the bars, looking out and seeing his silhouette standing rigid, staring inside the cell. “You are supposed to be dead. Why are you not dead? You WERE DEAD! IT WORKED! But.. But.. WHY ARE YOU NOT DEAD?!” He screams at Azlela. She laughs, her voice raw with emotions.

Alden also realized something was wrong. Ryan laughed sweetly and he seemed as if he was possessed by a crazy demon, "Why don't you die Alden Richards. Let me help you to send you away from my Life. Kang Dennis is MINE. Go to die, Everything be fine if you die, hahahahaha. Denny will be MINE". Alden's pupils tightened, and only had time to say, "RYAN CRUZ, Are you mad and lost your sense?" But what Alden said was useless. His words couldn't stop Ryan's madness.

Rachel nudged her shoulders. "I never got to say thank you, thank you Araceli," Amy said with a serious tone. "You are welcome, babe." "You are going to fry Yandel's poor brain by the way," Amy said, nudging her shoulders as they reached the last part of the stairs. "Oh thank God, you ladies are— Oh my God girl…" Ricky trailed off looking speechless. "Breathe Ricky…" Amy chuckled. "Boys, Marilyn Monroe got bad and went black, serving 101 dalmatians cruella looks with kills and no whites, damn!" Ricky announced, snapping his fingers dramatically.

She walked towards the door, but before she could open it, it was slammed open by an alpha male. He was huge and well-built, with dark hair and piercing gray eyes. He was wearing an alpha robe. It was—it was Alpha Rick. It was the first time I had seen him up close, and he was dangerously handsome, even a little more handsome and younger than Alpha George. He stormed into the room and confronted Dr. Laura, blocking her way. His eyes turned a yellow hue, and his nostrils flared. He looked like he was ready to kill. “Were you working with my mother this whole time? Were you in cohorts with her when she was doing that evil shit?” he demanded, his voice loud and menacing.

Maverick squinted at the moon, his brows somewhat furrowed in a frown. His friend, Lucas, walked idly behind, contemplating. "Are you still mad at me about Lily?" The Alpha continued to walk, ignoring Lucas's question while glimpses of his beloved invaded his mind. He tuned out Lucas, savouring every piece of her in his memory. Her vibrant laughter rang softly in his ears, sending an arrow straight to his heart. 'Goddess! How I miss—'

"I'm warning you one last time—take down the post on PackLink! Or I'm kicking you out of the pack right now!" I didn't read any further. I deleted all the texts and blocked his number. Even after the bloody lesson of my past life, being hurt by his blind distrust again still made my heart sting for a second. A few nurses came in to change my dressings. Oblivious to my mood, they chatted away. "That Alpha downstairs booked the entire VIP floor. He's spoiling his 'childhood sweetheart' rotten." "Latest gossip: Alpha Jaxon hired ten healers, saying he needs to soothe her traumatized wolf."