Nyo Canada Hetalia Novels & Stories

she says handing it to me. It’s a handwritten letter addressed to me. Princess Noraveena, We know what you think you and the Kings are doing but you will stop now if you ever want to see a member of the Crescent Moon packhouse again. We have Alpha Jeremy and your precious Leo. They are in one piece for now but if you do not listen to our warning and stop your investigations into the missing women, this can change fast. If in one month we feel you are keeping your word we will start releasing hostages. Make the right decision.

“That’s exactly what I’m afraid of. I like it here-“ A knock at the door interrupts my sentence. Cian and I exchange glances, and I can see the wariness in his eyes. I somehow doubt he wants to deal with any of the girls who live in this building. “Hey Abella, it’s Noah. I heard you came over earlier, and I just wanted to come and apologise for not being in at the time. Maybe we can talk about what you came over for,” the Alpha says through the door. I panic, immediately jumping up to grab the papers on my desk. Cian watches me fluster, as I quickly shove them under my pillow. “Give me a second,” I call out to Noah, before I concentrate on Cian, lowering my voice right down to a whisper. “Yo

Mum and dad stood on each side of me, and Justin also showed a bright smile making it obvious that I was favored by the whole family. I held my head high, my eyes flashing for the briefest moment—just long enough for those with sharp senses to catch a glimpse of the power that pulsed beneath my skin. The envious stares did not faze me. Let them whisper. Let them wonder. For I was no longer the forsaken, broken Luna. I was Nyxia Hemsworth, the daughter of the Alpha King. And I am out to exact my cold revenge on all those who crossed me.

He bowed and left, scurrying out of the room like his tail was about to be set on fire if he didn’t leave this instant. Anthony stood up from his chair. “The Netherlands still exists?” “I could hear the mockery in his tone but ignored it. I was peeling the seal of the letter, and getting to the main paper body I discarded the envelope casing to the side. Dear Alpha Trudeau I am sure you are wondering why I didn’t just send an email to you as any normal person would. But I must insist you read my writing like you are reading my lips. I would like to indicate the participation of my pack in the forthcoming Hill of Power tournament. Though I am aware this is going to be our first, I hope this m

“Well the brown haired one is Kael Donovan... He’s the captain of the Silver Claws hockey team. And the cold prince looking one is Jace.. Jace Morgan, captain of the Iron Fangs. They are literally the heartthrob of this great prison we call an institution… especially our dear Brielle so trust me darling do not be near the hockey princes.” I blinked, trying to process the information. “Ohhh that explains the googly eyes… And what about… you? Are you also crushing on them?” I asked, a little hesitantly. She shrugged lightly. “I like my life the way it is.. peaceful and calm,” she said simply, a small smirk tugging at her lips. Before I could ask her to clarify what she meant by that, the sharp

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she asked immediately, a smile in her voice. I froze. “How did you know?” “Because you actually liked red, Clara. You just forgot it when you became Luna.” She sighed. “I can’t believe the King knew it for sure.” My heart stuttered. “What?” “The Alpha King Xavier. He told me long ago that you prefer red to white.” My chest twisted with a strange, unfamiliar feeling. Our last meeting had been in his office. I’d just graduated from the Werewolf Academy and submitted my application to join the royal warriors. The day I received the acceptance letter, I had a huge fight with Caleb.

Nova offers. “Baby, you are a Luna, this pack will defend you,” Hank tells her rubbing her back. “This is Catherine’s sweet 16, she has her mate, we are celebrating her, we can talk about my problems with my father another time,” Juliet changes the subject. “Shots!” “YES!” Catherine and Nova cheer before walking away. “Are we okay with that?” Hank asks watching the girls walk away. “I mean the view is nice,” Terry says. Oliver looks away and chugs his beer.

A human-sized sphere-shaped magic power charged towards Madam Zoe. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOAH?!" To be continued... *** Hi guys this is my first English story. Mark if there is a word error, okay. Don't forget criticism and suggestions. Thank you n see you