Oriental Novels & Stories

she paused, her tongue flicking briefly across her lower lip, "...more aware." I stiffened, my fingers curling tightly around my coffee mug. "I'm sorry to disappoint," I said, my voice steadier than I felt. Lena chuckled, the sound like velvet but somehow cold. "Oh, I wouldn't say I'm disappointed. Just... intrigued." She leaned closer, her scent washing over me—something expensive and floral, but with an underlying sharpness that made my nose wrinkle. "An omega who doesn't know she's an omega. It's fascinating, really."

🖤 FREDERICO 🖤 " Boss " one of our men said immediately he walked into My office and I looked at him without saying a word . " Madam Aria is back in Italy and it's Already been a days now " he said and I looked at him like he'd lost it . " How does that news affect me ...? I asked frowning. " Sir Actually she Came with a child who looks exactly like you ..." He said and I stared at him like he'd lost it

What's going on? "Impossible." The old man says. The man that asked me to prove myself smiles and he nods. "like the color of the moon, dark grey bright and beautiful." He says and I'm taken aback. What? How? My eyes have always been that silver-brown color. Like Nathan's how is it a different color now? I close my eyes and open them. As much as I would like to understand this whole thing right now I want to save my cousin.

More respect than I think either of us expected. “Young Kingston,” a man offers his hand. “You have more support than you realize.” Adam shakes the hand and nods. “We are so pleased to have you here, even for a short visit,” Another old female says, shaking Adam’s hand. “I thought you were demoted?” I say as we take our seats. “I was,” he says. “All rise for his most honorable King Augustus the third of the Werebeasts,” a Harold called, and we did, of course, stand.

Even then, he was nowhere close to even compete with the person sitting before him. Zeonen E Aahil was the dream mate of the she-wolves in the Eastern Crescent Empire. Those who catch a glance of him would only think of him and dream of his face for days to come. His silver hair gleamed like stardust in the sun and the gem-like sapphire blue eyes set in his fair and finely sculpted features darkened and lightened according to his mood.

He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.” “Ai.” JD-hyung muttered as he nodded and shook his hand. Then finally, he turned to Sean-hyung with a smile I can’t explain. Sean-hyung spoke. “Mist of Dark Knight, 18. Number one in handling arnis, chako and sword. The intelligence officer who has contacts anywhere you go. Sean Madrigal but call me Sean. Stargazer and Polaris’s cook.” He stopped and smiled. But instead of shaking his hand, JD-hyung pulled Sean-h

"Calm down, will you?" "Peace, you don't understand. I'm happy that he finally wants to introduce me to the world but then, there goes his family. They are quite infamous for always maltreating the less privileged, so I am scared." "Babe keep calm, Alex loves you and that is all that matters, Peace reassured." Oops, pardon my manners. I'm Vivian Blakes. I don't know if I should say I'm a Nigerian or just claim to be an American. Either way, I'm African-American.

Me and the vamp had only met once, well before this situation, and that was the day the war really began. See, my father and every other elder in my pack believe that the war started whenever vamps and werewolves were made; that we were just naturally opposed being that we are opposites. The vamps are slaves to the sun and us wolves are slaves to the moon. Anyways younger and more intelligent souls, like me, believe that we lived in a sort of mutual hatred before the situation of the vampire queen.