Nina House Of Anubis นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The moon is in its perfect shape, glowing and it's breathtakingly beautiful. Somehow, she forgot about her nightmare for a moment while looking at the sky. "Is there something wrong, Nina?" She almost flinched when she heard Argus' voice. He is her butler slash bodyguard slash personal driver. Except for Soleil, her handmaiden, and personal assistant, she also trusts him. They are the only ones she has trusted completely since then and until now. She continued sipping her water. "Nothing. I just got thirsty." Nina Celestine Gabriel was pampered since birth, She gets everything she wanted and everyone adores her. For others, she was the soft and fragile heiress of the Gabriels but for her, sh

**Nina's POV** I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection. My auburn curls cascaded down my shoulders, framing my face. I was dressed in a fitted emerald gown that hugged every curve, the color enhancing the fiery determination in my hazel eyes. Today wasnt just another day. Today, I would reclaim my identity, my pride, and my dignity. I adjusted the diamond necklace on my neck—the very one my late father gave me. His words echoed in my mind: *"Nina, never let anyone dim your light."*

Once we pulled into the driveway, I crawled out, followed by Liam and the driver of the SUV. “Come on to mi casa. The best that I could do without having to pay rent. So don’t mind the mess,” I said, opening the door. “Wait, do you keep them here? In this junked-out house? Without a lock?” Liam asked in horror. “Ahh, yeah. Why not? First off, everyone is scared the place is haunted or they will catch some type of disease. Two, my little whores know better than to make any noise. Told, you dude, they are submissive. Nina is a bit of a spitfire at times, but only when she has an object to direct her anger at. Which you will soon see.” I said as I moved to the basement that did have a lock on i

I could hear his voice protesting vehemently in the room but I ignored him, I couldn't come all the way here without seeing that witch of the west. I opened the door and stopped short, Nina was sitting on the chair at one corner of the room with her head bowed. She raised her head and I took a step back. She looked like a monster, I couldn't recognize her any longer as Austin had beaten her blue black… “Are you happy now, I guess you should be jumping up in excitement that your nut job of a boyfriend had done his job well right, Deborah?” Nina looked at me with her tilted to the left, she spat on the floor and I couldn't help puking because of the blood in it..

I could feel her Not near, but every where , a pulse that beat in time with mine , echoing through a bond I had no knowledge over I didn’t understand it but I couldn’t ignore it . My body ached , heat longing twisted together so fierce it made me gasp out for air , I stumbled towards my window , needing some air , needing distance , but there was none . A scent , pine , smoke , like the scent before a storm hit , it lingered in the air like it belonged to me something I couldn’t get enough of but didn’t know what it was . “ what’s happening to me “ i whispered “ your remembering ayla “ “ I’m the other half of you “ she said so gently , “ the part that’s been sleeping for to long , my name is

50 ANNALISE I couldn’t take my eyes off the table-stone. The carvings on its surface shimmered faintly under the dim light of the hidden room, their ancient power pulsing just beneath the stone. My heart raced with excitement, a sensation I hadn’t felt in what seemed like an eternity. This was it—the key to unlocking my true potential, the power I had been searching for ever since my fall. I turned to Adrian, unable to keep the joy out of my voice. “This is the altar! It’s the missing piece to activate the totem’s power. I can feel it, Adrian. This is how I’ll fulfill the prophecy. With this, I’ll restore my full powers.”

The group moved with skilled speed, collecting weapons and supplies for the upcoming trip. As I helped coordinate our forces, my mind raced with memories of Clearwater. The abuse I went through, the feeling of being alone, and the deep hurt from Asher turning me away. But along with these sad memories, there were also brief moments of kindness – friends who attempted to assist me, and older people who were nice to me when they had the chance. I pushed the memories aside, focusing on the present. Whatever awaited us in Clearwater, I was no longer the weak, abused girl I had once been. I was Aurora Nightshade, Luna of the Blackstone Pack, daughter of the Moon Goddess. I had faced my fears and

“Now help me build what comes after.” Around us, the den began again. Not untouched. Never innocent. But honest. The dead had names. The house had no hidden throat beneath it. The routes were cut. Children cried for breakfast instead of from the walls. Wolves held one another because they chose to, not because fear had arranged them into patterns. And as the sun lifted over the burial hollow and found us there—witness, sovereign, pack, and all the living future still trembling in the wake of survival—I understood at last that this was what a true Luna was meant to guard. Not obedience. Not fate. A home where nothing hidden got to decide love’s shape again.

(Bianca POV) After I got to meet Marie Laveau, that Asmodeus thought it be best to take me home. When I get to my room that I see that Nina was waiting for me as she lay sleeping on my bed. She stretch her little body as I walked over to her. Her black fur and bright blue eyes were to much for me to not want to pick her up. “Asmodeus?” “Yes, doll face?” “I thought we were meeting Marie Laveau ghost, not a young girl who didn’t even look much older than I am.”