Neuvillette X Navia Novels & Stories

He reached out—not to touch her, but to gently guide her toward the door. “This has to slow down,” he said. “Before it costs more than we can afford.” Aire nodded, swallowing hard. “Okay.” But the look she gave him before she left told him everything he needed to know. She wasn’t pulling away. She was already choosing. That evening, Nia sat alone in her room, scrolling through her phone, a frown etched between her brows. She opened a photo—one she hadn’t meant to take. Aire, standing in her father’s doorway earlier that day.

Will things go back to normal? The next day, Naera went to the bar where she knows that Yumi often goes to. She looked around to look for Yumi until she find her with their friends. Grace saw her and she waves her hand to get her attention. "Naera! This is a surprise!" Yumi exclaimed and hugged her when she saw her. She hugged her back even though she felt her heart is breaking knowing that this bestfriend of her and his husband is cheating on her. "You never came to this gathering! You're too loyal to your husband!"

He looked at me expectantly as he stepped forward a bit causing Davina and Andrè to take a stance. This caused him to smile and he had the cutest grin on his face. This was the Fergil? He looked so harmless and beautiful. “Ava! I’ve waited for you!” Even his voice was delicate and he walked towards me but Andrè blocked him. “You will not touch the Luna.” He said cautiously and Fergil folded his hands childishly. “And you won’t also touch someone of such respect and power!” He shouted back causing all of us to look at him confused.

Lydia said. He turned instantly, a flash of relief crossing his face. “Lydia.” She stepped beside him and slid her hand into the crook of his arm. “Sorry I’m late. I didn’t want to keep my Alpha waiting.” Nina’s smile faltered. “And you are?” “I’m Lydia,” she said sweetly. “Knox’s mate. His Luna. I think you’ve heard of me—or is something else the matter?” There was a pause—thick, uncomfortable silence as the word Luna settled into the space between them.

POV RUBY The Maldives faded into a smudge of orange fire against the black horizon. Nevan didn’t look back at the burning villa. He flew the VTOL with a cold, mechanical precision that made my skin crawl. The neural bridge was a jagged mess; every time he banked the craft, I felt the phantom pull in his muscles, the surge of adrenaline that was currently acting as his only fuel.