Remain Nameless Ao3 Novels & Stories

'' He laughed. Elysia had no idea what he was saying. She just wanted to run away from his powerful thrusts. That satan played with her body the whole night. Her body was shattering and she couldn't put those pieces back. Even after ruining her, he didn't feel better. So, with a cigarette he carved the initials of his name 'M' on her left cheek. She had no strength left to resist that. The tears were scattered. She was in pain to the point that she felt herself going numb.

Do I deserve Jane? “I just want to get to know you, Jane. All of you.” I tell her, even if I know that is not fair. “All of me?” She asks and I nod. “Alright then, let me reintroduce myself. My name is Rejena Brink. I love dogs, and have two of them waiting for me at home, though I do believe they are enjoying their time with their grandmother. I love the outdoors and my favorite color is red, though sometimes I am slightly more drawn to teal. I have a very big fear of spiders. I love really very unrealistic fantasy books with dragons, werewolves and women who know how to kick ass.” She says, and before I can ask why she lied about her name, just like I had, she answers me, almost like she k

he bent down and said in her ear "I am your monster and you are my Dark Hidden Paradise " ///Guys...it's Sriste here....it's a story of some dangerous mystery with obsessjve love...so please support me with your love...I can tell u all that I will make you love with every character in story...Follow me in my Instagram : sriste__author.///

com/eustoma_reyna I****T: https://www.i****t.com/eustoma_reyna P.S. This book is ending soon with only a few chapters left. I know the story went through a drastic change in plot, and I sincerely apologize for that. Something unexpected happened in my real life, and because of it, I had to step back from writing and romanticizing werewolves. Honestly, I struggled a lot since last year and kept contemplating whether I should just drop this book entirely. However, I felt bad doing so because I’m not used to abandoning stories I already started.

Thank you very much:) You can see this book in Kofi, W*****d and FameInk(Finovel, Novelah, Story On) with different pen name but still, if you see this on other website with another pen name other than Obsessionist and Hazeus, its not mine and was most likely a plagiarism so please also tell it to me as soon as possible you encountered such things.

, Neil said and again took a brief look at Pashika who was busy watching the kids. (Pashika Sinha is the female lead of book one and The Beauty of Arjun) Neil walked out of the orphanage as he was too calm. Neil's mind didn't shoot any questions related to Aashi in these two years. Whatever reactions he got from her that time, He neatly buried every equation and chemical reaction with her in the corner of his mind and heart. Neil left Aashi at the Orphanage and after that day he didn't ask about her and always tried to stay away from the matters of the Orphanage.

He turned to Aiko while raising his brows. Aiko rolled her eyes and looked the other way. "By the way, this is Aiko, Rina’s sister. Remember, Rina?” Kalli nodded. “Yes, your girlfriend.” At the same time, Kalli extended his arm to shake hands with Aiko. Aiko didn’t know how to react at first. She was quite hesitant to correct Kalli that Rina is no longer Goo’s girlfriend and to take Kalli’s hand, the gesture was too formal when he actually looked like a snob when she saw him last night with Goo. It didn’t suit him. But she took his hand anyway.

Or maybe it was that time I told her she reminded me of a vulture in a shawl. Still, I’d hoped to be posted closer to the summit hall. Not to breathe in Alpha air or whatever weird fantasy other wolves had, but to see them. The alphas. Put faces to the names I’d memorized from scrolls and books. The alphas Lowell of Stormgrove, Olcan of Crescent, Koda of Silverwood, and Axel of Moonbound. Everyone knew the last pack didn't attend gatherings. The history nerd in me had been counting down. But nope. Auren got sent to haul sacks of linens and refill water barrels.

If the Triquetra had been in a better place amongst themselves, then maybe it would have been different, but between the trauma of sending her away for three years, then Aislen’ betrayal and Cameron’s mum’s death, they had been shattered, broken, fighting amongst themselves, or just distant, cold and… No, they weren’t in a position then to fight both pack and female mate. She was coming back now, and things had changed amongst the Triquetra. It wasn’t what it had been before Aislen or during her, but it wasn’t as bad as it had been for the first few years after she’d left. They were almost happy and contented with each other again. Almost. He flicked through the paperwork, pausing as he saw

Madam Guller got her hands on the phone but was stumped when it came to picking a username. "What should I call myself?" she asked Rana. Meanwhile, Rana was busy trading jabs with Owen in the stream's chat, not missing a beat. [My name's Little Witch Ran, and guess what? My grandma's on here too, rocking her own account called Ordinary Life.] Madam Guller paused, her fingers hovering over the keyboard before she typed in the ID: Top One.