Novel & Cerita Raizel

"I am Alpha Ezekiel, this is the Bloodhound pack. And you are a rouge in my house, surrounded by my warriors, and my pack of 1500 men. You're not the one with the power here, I am. So when I ask a question I except it answered. Now. Who. Are. You?" I clenched my jaw in frustration, he was right. I had no power. No choice. He could do anything to me right now. And I wouldn't have any help or any way to stop him. I nearly reached at the thought. I was fucked. Royally. With that in mind I responded to his question; "Cecil." "And where did you came from? Are there any more like you?" He fired the questions in quick succession. "The East Coast, I travel alone and have not come across another fema

shouted Al and turned to leave. "Diana or you can call it fake Diana, she is part of the Kingdom of Aima. That's why, your King, His Majesty Raizel de Haltz likes that woman. You feel it too, don't you? They seem to have some kind of attachment," said Gail who immediately stopped Al's steps.

Alexandra says, meanwhile Karis turns to her with a raised eyebrow. "Who seized your phone?" Kenzy asks. "Raphael did!" Alexandra says. "Woah, what happened?" Trisha asks. "I had an agreement with mum. It led to that!" Alexandra who seemed moody acknowledges. "So when are you getting a new one?" Trisha asks.

That would make sense if she were part of some satanic ceremony. Suddenly she can feel the shape of the dried blood on her forehead and just knows that it, too, is a pentagram. It is no longer a nice sensation and she wants to scream again, sure that her lungs are now capable of bringing the whole building down. But now she is unable to move a muscle, let alone scream. She finds that she can’t even blink, although her eyes are drying up and stinging quite badly. There is a sudden loud electrical crackle. Sparks of electricity come from the points of the pentagram around her. And then Isabelle knows no more.

"The Luna is an uptight woman. She doesn’t break rules, so I'm merely trying to point out that it's tricky to keep on approaching her using different ways." Caius frowns at him. "You're making sense, so how am I supposed to make her break the rules in her own will?" "Perhaps, seperating her from the Alpha King would be your first step." Beau's sense of hearing heightened. "He might completely own her this time." Before Caius could react, his gut feeling got to him like an electric shock paralyzing his whole body. His senses went dull, and all he could feel was the wrenching pain itching its way in his chest.

The clear liquid warmed my throat down to my gut. "I gotta do this quickly so you don't bleed out completely," Razel growled softly and swiped her claws down my abdomen. I bit clean through the leather belt and gritted my teeth as she rummaged through my intestines to get to my uterus. A few more swipes and she placed one baby on my chest as she dug for the other. After she got the second one she yelled for Azun to bring her the staple gun. My eyes were losing focus but I remained aware of Azun yelping when he entered the bedroom.

[Dear Aysel, I hope you will never have to receive this letter. But if you do then either I am unable to reach you or I am gone. If either of these happens, I want you to join the Royal pack as the beta. The authorities won’t refuse as they are bound to keep the last request of a dying wolf. I know this is probably a selfish request, but… this way I can keep you safe even after I am gone. I serve Prince Azriel, the next-in-line monarch. Being in his circle will keep you from falling prey to countless things. I hope you will consider this. Remember I will always love you and always be with you. Love, Kaizen]

“She is the Sovereign.” The declaration hung in the air, carrying the weight of destiny fulfilled and old truths overturned. The square, once a place of death and judgment, now stood transformed into the birthplace of something far greater. It was an awakening that would echo through the ages. Aria, supported by Ryan’s unwavering embrace, felt the truth of those words resonate within her newly awakened soul. The power no longer raged; it waited, patient and aligned, ready for whatever came next.

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

I placed the glass of water beside her and said, "Mrs. Montenegro was concerned about you, miss. She wanted me to bring you some water." Riezel nodded, her eyes welling up with tears again. But then, to my surprise, she reached out and grasped my arm. "Can I ask you something? What's your name?" she said, her voice low and urgent. I hesitated, unsure of what to say. But Riezel's eyes were pleading, and I couldn't bring myself to refuse her. "My name is Delilah, miss." I said, trying to sound neutral. Riezel's grip on my arm tightened. "I've noticed the way Raphael looks at you, Delilah. He seems to trust you, to value your opinion. And I was wondering...could you help me get closer to him?"