Myne X Ferdinand Novels & Stories

Apologetic and directed to the lycan rulers, Ferdinand eked out a smile and said, “Your Majesties, there appears to be a misunderstanding. I’m quite sure what my lovely wife meant was… it’s wonderful to see our species interacting. In harmony.” “What a lovely set of words from your lovely wife,” Lucy replied sardonically, not even needing the microphone to be heard, to make the minister and his wife cower before her from a distance. Ferdinand chuckled awkwardly. Lonelily. After clearing his throat twice while trying not to crumble under the queen’s glare and the king’s scowl, the old man swallowed a lump in his throat and uttered, “On behalf of my wife, I apologize, Your Majesties.” Turning

"This is our daughter." Ferdinand's gaze shifted to me, his eyes reflecting a blend of surprise and delight. "You are beautiful, my daughter," he said, embracing me. "Finally, we are together as a family. Enjoy your stay here." I hesitated, unsure if I should address him as 'father'. But before I could utter the word, Ferdinand had already turned his attention to Nicholas. "Prince Nicholas, my good nephew, how are you?" "Not good since my father died," Nicholas replied, his tone laced with underlying bitterness.

They were family friends before Gaius Swaras went back to his country and contested for the position of a prime minister and he won. Justin Swaras is Eduardo's friend. Though the latter was a year older than him, they were best of friends and despite the distance between them, they remained in close contact. Susan's Joy Knows no bound. Eduardo was going to find his sister,she hopes he found her. That he would return with her and not that she's no longer alive. Everything put in place, Eduardo was preparing to visit City A. Luke also was excited and would have loved to go with him but his brother insisted that he stayed behind and took care of the company.

It was an act of affection, also a declaration of war. A smart Ferdinand frowned. The smile on his face faltered. “She is mine!” He gnashed his teeth. “Wrong!” Shadow answered him. “I am my own person, choosing him as my companion for the rest of my life.” “Shadow…” Ferdinand was close to tears. “Bring back my subordinate!” Ferdinand didn’t entertain the idea, instead, flapped open his wings. Eyes filled with void, anguish. “Soon enough.” Shadow reminded him. “Get out!” Malikul growled and tightened the hug.

Lucinda is still busy watering the flowers she really enjoys this more than anything Dray is still working out and checking her out every second he really can't resist staring at her every second.Lucinda is really trying so hard not to look at him cause she really feels like he is watching her .After a few minutes Mrs Ney comes out holding a chair and walks towards Dray and sits next to him with a bottle of water. Lucinda suddenly removes the earphones cause she knew somehow Mrs Ney was going to say something to her in a few minutes Mrs Ney asks her if she already met Dray ,and he suddenly stands up after doing some pushups and smiles at her yes mum we have met already she is a nice girl he

Dagon's smile widened as he spoke, "Ferdinand, my dear friend, it seems that you will be the sacrifice. A pity that you chose to betray me." Ferdinand spat in defiance, "You'll never succeed with your plans, Dagon. The world will never submit to your darkness." Dagon's laughter filled the room as he exerted his powers, causing Ferdinand to float in the air. The black Tourmalines left the crates and circled around Ferdinand, their dark glow casting an eerie energy around him.

" He's so handsome and charming, you know, it fits the both of you together " Melita pierced his finger into the soft bed, " You're damn funny, brother ". " What's your name ? ", Vanda referred to her groom smiling. He returned the smile too, " I'm Ferdinand, Sir ". He nodded, " that's quite a nice name. Uhmmm ! Ferdinand, I trust you to take good care of my sister. Promise me that ". " It's a promise sir, I will take good care of her ", Ferdinand replied. He glanced at Melita to get her to stare at him.

“The one you should hate most is me.” “That’s why I never thought about coming back for twenty years.” Ferdinand clasped his hands together, his knuckles whitening. He clenched his jaw, his voice hoarse. “Then now… do you still hate me?” “How would you like me to answer that?” Liam looked up at him. Ferdinand dropped his gaze hurriedly, staring at the two shadows stretched long by the slanting sunlight. His brow furrowed deeply. “You have every right to hate me. I was wrong—deeply wrong.”

I twirled it between my fingers. Not yet. Not today. But soon. I wasn’t escaping. I was hunting. — That night, Ferdinand came back. No tray this time. No tea. No fake politeness. He sat beside me on the bed—too close, smelling like cedar and cruelty. He didn’t touch me. Not tonight. Just looked. “You’re adjusting well,” he said. “I’m proud.” I turned to face him. “I’m not yours.” “You were never theirs.” That much might be true.

Ferdinand said and sipped his whiskey. I nodded. “When do we leave?” “Tonight,” Ferdinand said. Diego groaned. “I just got here.” Ferdinand smirked. “It’s been a week. You need the exercise.” “You two are ganging up on me,” Diego muttered. “It’s not hard,” I said. “You’re just slow.” “He is,” Ferdinand added. “And emotionally fragile,” I finished. Diego glared at us both. “You done?” “No,” we said in unison.