Marinette X Alya Novels & Stories

It was so warm and welcoming that Alesteria was staring intently at it. "That is Alana before she married your father, Xerxes. She is a knight from my squad and the most talented knight to have ever been." Morgaine was happy that Alesteria was fascinated with her gift, especially since that picture is the only copy she has of Alana since she doesn't want to be photographed when she was alive. That photo was taken by chance, immediately after Alana's first triumph in a competition against the knights of the empire. It was a glorious day for her and that is when she met Xerxes.

Ayla's pov I finish out my school day and head for my locker. Jace is my ride this week, we trade off, and it’s his turn to drive. I’m rearranging my books, trying to figure out which ones I’ll need for homework, when I feel someone step into my space. I look up. Ice blue eyes. Kieran Vale. Future Alpha of Moonridge. Fantastic.

I saw Mia coming to me from the side, she hugged me saying “Aliana I heard what happened. Did he hurt you? Are you okay” she continued asking more questions but I cut her off midway “I'm okay I guess , my body just feels dirty, a man called Xavier saved me , he said he was second in command or something like that” “Yess Xavier” she said his name with this alluring tone and purr, I gave her a weird look then she continued talking “yeah he's Ares right hand man, they're always together, another good looking Greek god I could eat up” This time around I was the one that face palmed my head then said “Are you meant to be fantasizing over your bosses”

Celestine The towering stained-glass windows, depicting the Moon Goddess in all her divine cruelty, cast fragmented rays of light across the polished marble floor. “Do you, Alpha Killian Storm, take Celestine St. Vireaux as your wife?” The first time I felt Killian Storm, I was seventeen. The mate bond settled into my bones like a promise. A pull so deep, so unshakable, I thought the Moon Goddess herself had reached into my chest and tied me to him.

Silas’s hand pulling her from the smoke. She picked up the silver flute, the metal unnaturally warm against her palm. She wouldn't play it - not yet. The frequency was a weapon, but tonight, she needed a distraction. She moved toward the heavy oak doors. Outside, she could hear the rhythmic, heavy tread of the Enforcers. Two of them. Xander’s best. They were werewolves through and through, built with monstrous scale and trained to be immovable. Ayla closed her eyes and reached deep into the original night in her marrow. She didn't hum. She didn't sing. She simply channeled the frequency into the air around her, a pheromonal spike that smelled of jasmine, ozone, and ancient, forbidden promise

“I’m Selene Marin and this is my sister Nahla Marin, she spoke shyly and blushed. The brothers smirked and knew Selene was feeling embarrassed about jumping into both her mates arms without properly introducing herself, Nahla looked the complete opposite, in fact she looked proud she was so happy, these sexy gods belonged to them, they were all theirs. “I’m Xander Alston the King of Lycan’s and he is my twin brother Xavier”, his sexy baritone voice was enough to make both girls soak their panties. The eyes of their mates turned black as the smell of their arousal had their Lycan’s fighting for control. They each grabbed one of their mates and tossed them over their shoulders and walked out t

Through our mind link, a telepathic connection that binds our group together, I swiftly relay this information to my comrades, urging them to take action. In the midst of the bustling crowd, I silently communicate the urgency of the situation. We must act swiftly, for time is of the essence. The fate of these omegas, betas, and alphas hangs in the balance, and it is our duty to ensure their rescue without any delay. I implore everyone to reach out to Carrie, our trusted ally, to ensure that the necessary rooms are prepared for their arrival.

nadir asks staring straight into xyla's orbs, xyla fidgets a little as he hears the name norman, he loses his balance as he slumps on a feet for no reason at all, regaining his composure his eyes meets with nadir's blazing own, "norman?" xyla asks trying to sound all innocent, "yes norman the daughter to the alpha of the fierce claws pack," xyla is taken aback at nadir's clarification he tries acting like he doesn't know her by keeping up a straight face but it was too late nadir had seen him fidget once, "she's a friend a very good one" "a friend whom you had sex with?" "who told you such bizarre lies?" "go away i need some time alone"

When there was no answer, she awkwardly turned around to Yorrick and said, “Mr. Hathaway, Xy is probably at home. She only comes here a few times a month.” Yorrick crossed his arms. “She’s not at the Mayweather mansion.” Mindy was startled. Yorrick told her to call instead. Mindy didn’t know what to say, but he was the boss, and she couldn’t endure the ‘threat’ because of ‘friendship’. Thus, she called Xyla. Xyla had her Bluetooth headphones on, so the ringtone replaced the music, and she almost went deaf. She accepted the call. “What’s up?” “Xy, are you at the condo?”

I counter. Meryl shakes her head. "No I wasn't. I was a Mara. A Mara is what we call the female version of an Alp Vampire. An Alp vampire can only be killed with the blood of a Mara and Vice versa. Meanwhile both the blood of an Alp and Mara is dangerous to all supernatural beings. Once Xander resurrected me. I came back as a normal Vampire." She explains. "See when Xavier lost his Mate. Our Parents imprisoned him because they were convinced that he would go rogue but Xavier was adamant that his Mate was alive and that he could feel it." Anessa is the one to speak this time.