Nalu Fanfics Novels & Stories

Their love will be tested, and she is prepared to fight for their future. As they cross into Fairytalepack territory, both Liam and Niylah experience a mixture of excitement and fear. Memories flood Liam’s mind—laughter, camaraderie, and the weight of expectations. His father’s voice echoes in his memory, reminding him of the responsibilities that come with being an Alpha's son.

"Tanner stepping into his role as Alpha, and me getting my wolf and becoming a mate and Luna all in one go? It feels surreal." Avla smiled. "Don't worry. Your dad and I aren't going anywhere. It's just a change of titles, nothing more. I stepped into the Luna role at 18, just as I received my wolf, and my mate already had four kids... You're going to be an incredible Luna, I promise." Their serene exchange was suddenly punctuated by Tanner's arrival along with Gideon, Kane, Thomas, and Liam. The atmosphere shifted instantly, charged with camaraderie and gentle ribbing that could only be found among the closest male friends.

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

I could end world hunger for our kind, and I could end all w*-‘ ‘Laina you KNOW it doesn’t work like that! ‘WHY? WHY CAN’T IT WORK LIKE THAT TY? WHY THE FUCK DO I HAVE TO DO ALL THIS SHIT? WHY AM I HAVING TO GO THROUGH SO MUCH BULL.SHIT? FOR WHAT? FOR A SICK PERVERSE GAME BETWEEN A PSYCHOPATH AND A GODDESS? I DIDN’T FUCKING ASK FOR THIS SHIT, I DIDN’T FUCKING ASK TO BE ‘THE CHOOOOOOOSEN ONE’. I JUST WANT TO BE ALAINA, I JUST WANT TO HAVE MY FAMILY AROUND ME, I WANT TO BE HAPPY, I WANT TO BE ABLE TO LOVE MY GODDESS DAMNED FUCKING WENCH OF A SISTER! I WANT TO BE ABLE TO GO ON DATES WITH ASH AND NOT HAVE TO BE WORRIED ABOUT BEING KIDN.APPED, I WANT TO BE ABLE TO HAVE CHILDREN AND NOT HAVE TO WO

His father tried to reason. As they spoke, his mother walked into his office. His mother, the luna of the pack, Caua Wolf was a woman in her early fourties. She was only a little over five foot which made her very short compared to her husband and son. She had long brown hair and brown eyes that shone whenever she spoke. She also had very soft features. She was a caring mother and a kind luna. All the people of the pack love her for her good heart, and Rodriguez loved his mom more than anyone else.

I say running my hands down my face. "What the fuck man. You are not her Alpha. She is your Luna and your queen. She is your equal. You have no superiority over her. Maybe in bed but still. You can't treat her like that." He says and I realise how stupid I am for even thinking like that in the first place. "Your right,Jay. Thanks man." U say. He just pats me on the back and sips on his scotch. "What do you do when Joana acts up." I ask him. "I give her some good dick." He says with a smirk and I chuckle. Just then my phone dings indicating a message.

Nalym narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "How dare you?! You dare to insult Star Continent?! Are you sick of being alive?" Nalym had just been yelled at by everyone just now, and he was feeling incredibly frustrated. The moment he heard Fane's words, it was like a bomb had been ignited inside of him! Fane's lips twitched helplessly. He had seen Nalym's argument with everyone else just now.

He was toying with her. Nalani bared her teeth. “Stop hiding, coward!” He laughed softly, voice carrying even over the noise. “You shouldn’t be here, little Luna” Every muscle in my body locked. Little Luna. No outsider should have known she was mated to an Alpha. Caspian was already moving, slipping from our section toward the lower corridors that led to the fighters’ entrance. I followed, shadows clinging to us as the crowd erupted again. A sickening crack sounded above the cheers. We reached the end of the entrance just in time to see Nalani stagger, blood streaking down her temple.

Alison and Tyler were kneeling beneath the banner, wailing tearfully. Mom and Dad stood to the side, holding up a large photo of my face with a red "X" marked over it. Celeste sat on the floor with a megaphone, shouting, "Aunt Arlene, you're a bad woman! Give my daddy his money back!" It was right in the middle of the morning rush hour. Vince Floyd, the HR director, stood off to the side with a grim look on his face. He was about to say something when I walked in, but Tyler—sharp-eyed as ever—caught sight of me. He charged over, lunging for my hair.

And, they were also part of the School of Arts Football team. They spotted her and Kaelen immediately and exchanged knowing, snickering looks. “Oh, look who we’ve got here,” one of them sneered, “The little writer with her muse,” He jerked his chin toward Kaelen, his grin curling, “What’s the next scene, Elias? Gonna describe how he kicks a ball and your knees go weak?” Snickers broke out. Elias raised her chin. Her voice was calm, and sharp, “At least people read my work. Can’t say the same about your projects,”