Naomi Sergei Novels & Stories

I would have preferred Noah, Alpha of Harmony to be at this meeting, despite the way it went. "Alpha of Freedom indeed," a soft, silky voice stated from directly behind me. I spin around, desperate to see who that beautiful voice belongs to, because it's definitely not Adrian. And as I turn, glancing over my shoulder, my eyes meet those silver ones again.

She was really beautiful too, she really looked like a princess. " I'm Naomi Kai. You?" " Delilah. I'm Delilah Faye." She added her last name when the Naomi girl cocked her head to the side when Delilah only said her first name. " It really worked, the descenter really worked." Naomi squealed, holding up the thing Delilah referred to as a perfume. " It's not a perfume?" She asked confused and Naomi burst out laughing.

Serena: The morning lesson felt like punishment. The instructor stood at the front of the concubine hall, writing phrases on the digital board while the other women copied them into neat notebooks. The lesson was the language of wolves: phrases, gestures, titles, the small rules that kept a wolf’s world ordered and predictable. In Petrova territory, a single wrong word could cost you more than pride. It could cost you safety.

Without thinking, she jumped out. "Hi" she waved at him shyly "Hello" "I'm Regina. What is your name?" He looked like he wasn't going to tell her but Enrico and Armando, her bodyguards rolled down the front windows. They could be scary when they wanted to be. "Christian," he said then left.

“The real story. Not the file.” I stared at the ceiling. Firelight danced across the beams. “She was nineteen when she met Sergei Kovalev. He was already powerful. Ruthless. She was the daughter of a minor pakhan. Beautiful. Defiant. They called her the Ice Princess because she never cried. Not even when he beat her.” Valerio’s arm tightened around me.

"I never had anything to do with you. Using your visitor's room for a sweet sex today should even be appreciated. Even your house belongs to me. It is ruled by me and this room is only ten feet farther from my palace." "What do you mean?" I asked, speaking with rough sobs. "You're not his type..." Cassandra bragged, as he held Damon's hands with a cuddle. "Haven't you heard that even your poor mom has agreed to separate you from Damon if you don't perform well in the Academy? Are you blind to see what Damon owns and controls in the entirety of Agolia?" "Well, I don't have much to say." Damon interrupted, stalking around the room with an unseemly authority. "I'm the Alpha of the Silver Sword

Baraka looked at the other woman with confusion. "Who are you?" She asked Tina Bluntly. "I am Tina, the Lady of the Magic plane. I came here to seek your help" Tina introduced herself. When Tina revealed who she is, Baraka immediately remembered her from the day she healed Max in the Magic Plane. "Please come in" she invited the other woman politely. Eugene refused to come inside. He is not ready to forgive Baraka yet. So Tina went inside alone. "Please sit down, would like to have anything?" Baraka asked politely.

He hurriedly takes the travelling box away from Ruby, who releases it freely to him. Meanwhile, Alexandra glares at him silently, without uttering a word. Once he is out of sight, she turns to Ruby. "K.J. you are looking great!" Alexandra compliments. K.J is the abbreviation of Ruby's native name. Which is Khadijat. Khadijat is Alexandra's paternal cousin. She is the only daughter of her father's younger sister, who is married to a Yoruba man. Ruby is Alexandra's closest cousin. She literally tells her everything. Although they only hooked up during holidays. But the bond was still there.

Sasha replied to them curtly, his eyebrows drawn together. ‘I hear you are the food connoisseur’ Lyosha said in a much thicker accent than Sasha’s as he sat in front of me. He was nearly as tall as Sasha and just as muscular. His long dark blond hair was slicked back, his square jaw was covered in day old stubble and his sharp cheekbones made him look like a male model. His dark blue eyes held my attention and mesmerised me, I stared at him a little stunned. ‘My name is Lyosha’ he finished almost in a purr.

I was more determined than that though, I'd go all night if I had too. It was 3 am and Max was passed out on the sofa. Still no sign of a single Megestanis, but I had found Postestas Loren's mate. Her name was written as Donatia Chiaramonti Loren and unlike every other name, it was in red ink. Her birth date, April 16th 44 AD, was also in red. "Max , wake up," I said. "Bloody hell, Max! I said wake up!" I repeated after he didn't reply.