Novel & Cerita Nino Ladybug

Lambana - a race of small winged creatures also called Ada or Engkantada and in English it is called Pixie, Small Fairy or Tooth Fairy. ━━━━━･ ｡ﾟ★: *.☪.* :★ ﾟ｡･━━━━━━ The day ended without her father knowing she had left her room. She has returned to her hiding place, the moments she had enjoyed earlier are now gone.

Deep attraction has been drawn to him. My name is Annabel Ferrars. And I'm the Luna of Blood Moon Pack, as well as the Queen Of The Rogues. This is who I am.

“Didn’t think they would. You’ve got more fire in your eyes than most warriors I know.” Lydia tried to smile, but her mind was still on the girl with Knox. She nodded toward them. “Who’s she?” Brian followed her gaze. “That? Oh… that’s Nina. She’s a distant cousin of Knox. From the Lycan kingdom.” “A cousin?” “No, not actually. Some political blood tie. Her mother is related to one of the royal branches. She’s actually Knox’s betrothed from the Lycan kingdom. She was in love—well, they had a rough start, as Knox’s pack didn’t quite agree with hers. But you know King Arthur. Not someone you say no to. And since her family’s high-status, she was betrothed to him. But Knox broke her heart—in a

NICHOLAS’s POV. My eyes slightly open as a groan escapes my mouth but the scene in front of me is different from the torture jail Enzo has put me in. This time around, I am in the middle of a big forest and the lady in front of me is one that I have never seen before. She probably is the most beautiful woman I have ever set my eyes on. Her white hair is cascading down her back like a long cloak and the orange-yellow robe on her body gives me the irk of something dangerous yet attractive.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

The second-long pause before she masked it. “Oh,” I said, smiling. “You are.” I nodded to the metal cabinet in the corner. Luca went and unlocked it. Inside, nestled in a glass terrarium, was Nero—my Chilean rose tarantula. Big, black-legged, slow-moving. My eight-legged little enforcer. Luca brought it to me and Adelina shifted when I took Nero out, and put him on my palm. “What the fuck is that,” she whispered, voice starting to tremble.

We watch as the bird begins to shrink in size and shift into a woman! Now standing in front of us is a young woman, wearing light blue bell-bottom jeans and a teal and gold mid-cut wrap-around blouse with bell sleeves. She has dark brown hair that comes down to her shoulder blades and has the smoothest, latte-coloured skin I’ve ever seen, and features that would indicate Native ancestry. Oh, and rainbow eyes! The iris of her eyes has every colour of the rainbow going around in a colour gradient. I’m probably rude for staring, but I can’t look away. “Sorry about that, the blast can be a little intense,” she says apologetically.

She stopped stirring, slowly dropping the bowl and dusting her hands on her apron. She bowed her head and wrung her wrist as she struggled to speak up. “What's going on here?” I cut in with a sharp tone, glaring at the maid on their knees. Lena had flour covered all over her bodies while the maids watched her like a spectacle when it was their job to work. They froze and trembled to speak up. “G… good… morning,” she spoke up, nervous and faint. “Is anyone going to answer my question?” I thundered.