Petra Shingeki Novels & Stories

At the end of the day, any decision that gets made is hers and hers alone, and I’m grateful that I have an amazing Alpha in her and that I don’t have her job. I inhale deeply. It’s with that deep inhale that I smell my favorite scent in the whole world, warm cherry pie. I know my mate is near. It’s then that I heard the knock on the door. “Come in, Beautiful” I call to Zella, my mate as I lift my head up while still remaining hunched over the desk. Thought to be a Hebrew name meaning, “wolf” the name Zella only encapsulates one small part of who this wonderful woman is. Yes, she is a wolf. But, she’s also my mate, the female Beta of the Crimson Snow Pack, a strong warrior who balances that s

“Did the little orphan fall down again?” Sierra didn’t speak. Didn’t breathe too loudly. She just watched the trio with lowered lashes. They stood above her like hungry crows: Elara – The Leader: Pale blonde, perfect lips, eyes like chipped quartz. Always smiling when it hurt most. Gloria – The Shadow: Lanky, wolf-eyed, knuckle bruises, laugh like shattered glass. Patricia – The Echo: Pretty brunette, fake pout, sharper tongue than blade. “Maybe she’s waiting for someone to help her,” the wolf-eyed girl said, crouching close enough for Sierra to smell her sour breath. “A prince, maybe?”

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

Angela says, pulling me into one of the shops. As soon as we walked in, the warm air slapped my face, seizing all the chaotic noise outside. Sierra stood at the entrance, clapping her hands. Soon, a worker appears with her head hung low. "Madam, you didn't say you were coming in today," she states nervously clutching on the pad. My brows furrowed in confusion to see what was going on—did I miss something? Angela chuckled, leaning in to my left ear. "Sierra owns this place; did I forget to mention that?" She giggled.

So something is already injected into their bodies that no one wants to see or know. Ranks are based on letters, with A being the first, followed by the next. Ameira was ranked first because her body was the most powerful, and when it comes to intelligence, she has the highest IQ among the rest. That's why she became the special subject of every experiment and was too horrible to remember her past. She doesn't want to remember any part of her past.

She felt her anger rising. "Calm down, love," Clara whispered, kissing her on the cheek. "HIM who?" Kira asked. Shane sighed, then looked at Shamira. She nodded reluctantly, so he continued. "Shamira seems destined to become the living incarnation of an ancient and very powerful dragon who grants his power to vampires every now and again when the world is in a time of great peril. That person inevitably faces severe trials before they come into their full potential, but even a little of the Shadow Wing's power is beyond most peoples' comprehension."

"Are you his paramour?" This woman stepped out of the last century and I'm done with playing nice. "The proper greeting is to shake my hand, tell me your name, and then we ask each other questions." She jerks her head away from me and there's something about her that gives me pause. "You're a dragon shifter like Ashrac?" I say after it dawns on me. Her eyes sweep up my body, down my body, and then she meets my eyes again. I'm surprised when her hand comes out. "I'm Jewel of the Purple Dragon Clan."

MJ said to her which she smiled at and hugged her again. “Wahh, I can’t believe I did it” Patima mumble as MJ shakes his head and pat Patima’s back. “What are you saying? You’ll do it since you are Patima Takahashi, the greatest among the great” Patima blush at what MJ just said which resulted in her tightening the hug and burying her face on MJ’s neck. “Patima is blushing~” Aiko teases as she sees Patima’s face and laughs as she sees Patima glaring at her with a red face.

Ash looked at her in confusion. " what? do you think I can bring a fifty kg rock by myself? come ya, " Maya said as Ash smiled; this was going to be the first time, he will get help from someone. " you are one of a kind huh? " Ash commented as they looked around for any heavy rocks. " what do you mean? " Maya asked balancing herself on the slippery mud. Ash held her hand as he replied, " usually girls do not like to be in this kind of situations, you know they would ask help and all, Even Azora does that, "

I traced the cut, now no longer bleeding, it was just the open skin where the shard had cut. "Mermaids of the underworld." Peta walked away to the bathroom and shouted from there. "They are always very beautiful, charming, seductive. Unlike stories they don’t need to sing to attract, they just need to seduce with their beauty, until they can get close enough to the prey to touch it." Peta ducked in front of me with a first aid box and held my right hand, after picking up a handful of gauze filled with product and began to wipe the palm of my hand.