Ramona Sublime Mga Nobela at Kwento

Danica The man wouldn't stop looking at me. His wide-opened blue eyes were fixed on me. My body trembled, and I could feel my eyes dampen from the fear that was consuming me. “I, Logan Summer, Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack, reject you...” He paused, remembering that he didn’t know my name. My lip and chin quivered as anger and sadness overshadowed me. I clenched my fists tightly. The rejection pierced my soul like a sword. I never thought I would be lucky to have a second chance mate, because it was rare in our world. But I hit the jackpot, and the man was rejecting me without knowing the tiniest thing about me.

I yell over the blasting music in the club. He looks at me again. From the tip of my wet curls to my toes, then back to my lips, where his gaze stays a second too long. “Sorry, Sugarlips,” he says, his voice like dark velvet. “I’ve done a lot of crazy shit, but ruining a wedding? That’s foreign.” He turns to his glass of whiskey like we’re done talking. “I’m Ramona, not Sugarlips,” I say, reaching out my trembling hand. “Ramona Martins. You must be Jonathan?”

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?

Carson shakes her head "Iana why she's here?" The guy who'd just walked in, Bray, shakes his head and smirks. "I'm leaving that up to Ash." He laughs walking over to the sink. I frown at them. Who the hell way 'Ash' and why were they making him tell me?. "Nice to meet you though Arana," Bray says filling a glass with water. Before I can say anything Carson turns on him, eyes narrowed and her look only semi-playful. "Irana," Carson corrects pointing a spoon at him like a weapon.

I swallowed my tears, forcing myself to look away from the crimson imprint that now stained Amanda's neck. "Well, Ella, you've seen it for yourself," Amanda said with a mocking smile. "Kelvin marked me just now, and this mark symbolizes his love for me. Only a Luna deserves such a mark. Our bond grows stronger by the day—only the Moon Goddess herself could break it." Then she let out a loud, scornful laugh that echoed in the air. Kelvin stepped forward and added coldly, "Don't bother me with meaningless things anymore. As for the moonstone ring—give it to Amanda. Only the Luna of the pack has the right to wear it."

Rion was a living legend and people would remember his name for many years to come. Our dinners came shortly after and everyone ordered another round of drinks. Raina’s cheeks were starting to flush and her giggles filled the room. My little mate was still a light weight. Raina ordered pasta with a truffle cream sauce that smelled divine. From the way she moaned after taking her first bite, it had to be delicious. She twirled some around her fork and held it out to me. “You have to try this.” I held her gaze as I wrapped my lips around the fork, the flavors exploding in my mouth. It really was amazing.

Or was she a member of the night wing pack itself. He watched her glide into the room, looking much more beautiful than any of the Women who were present. She wore No make up, but she was stunning, all natural and glowing. They all looked at her, green with envy. “Is she a Luna princess? I didn’t get her name in the book.“ The Beta who was announcing. Liam rose a brow at her wondering who exactly she was. “No she isn’t.” A female voice said. Liam turned and saw it was Luna Rachel. “She is a slave with traitor blood.”

Drake said. I looked over at Sienna, who was standing with my mother and chatting. She was wearing a red dress and red high heels. She was smiling brightly, and I couldn’t deny that she really was a pretty she-wolf. I turned back to Drake and nodded. “She is. She is very kind. She will be a great Luna.” “I have no doubt.” he said politely. “I wish I was as brave as you to take a chosen mate.” “Well, I had to do what’s best for my pack.” I said quietly.

I stopped, then snapped my head to the direction of the door. And there she was. Crystal. Standing just outside my room, wrapped in a silk robe, her blonde hair perfect, shining, lips curled into something too smug, too knowing. Like she had already won. “So early that you decided to sneak in extra time with Ryan by posing as a maid.” she paused, then shot me a cold glare. “That's pretty low, even for you.. “ Her words stung just for a moment. She was right. That was dumb and stupid “But I'm sure you are now aware of who the true Luna of this pack is.. “ she took a few steps into my room, her steps cautious and calculated.

She is a Rogue and not eligible for anything. When he proposed his idea Alex was the first one to oppose knowing that the members of the packhouse would go against that. No one would accept a Rogue as their Alpha's mate or Luna. A Luna must be someone who would be chosen by Moon Goddess. But Leonard cleared his point too. When he had captured Iris he planned to torture her to an extent that even death would be scared to touch her. But he had never thought to see the mark on her. Even though he was the Alpha maintaining a peace treaty with other packs, he knew very clearly that anyone who would get a chance to rule over the territory won't stop from claiming such power.