Novel & Cerita Rey De La Ira

“ I’ve never seen her before!” “ bro she’s hot af!” “Ima try to slide in her DM!” “ wait a min, that’s that baby from the gas station, she bad in real life!” Capri could not help but blush at the compliments even though she would never acknowledge the way they spoke in slang. Never the least it was nice to hear that she still had it. Buster….. “Uh where you from, can I have your number?” Capri… “My names Jade and I’m not from here. My moms always told me don’t talk to strangers and besides your the wrong gender!”

And now, just like that, he was tossing me aside? You want me to be fine with this?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. Damon smiled softly. "Ravina, we are living in a time of peace. As the next Luna, you have to have a good heart. Be kind. She's your sister. You have to understand. Once she's dead, I'll make you my Luna. Just give her this." Amira coughed softly. "I love him, Ravina," she whispered. "I always have. Please... let me have this."

“There is only one woman who holds my loyalty. One woman who bears the mark of my claim, who is the mother of my heir, and the one I call mine.” I raised my chin. “Sienna De Luca is my mate. And she is your Luna.” A beat of silence, then submission rippled through the courtyard. “Though she has yet to be marked by me, it will be done on her own account, when she finds herself ready to be, when she accepts me to do it… she is your mate, your Luna, my Luna. And it is going to stay this way.” Ethan stood straighter. Carter bowed his head. The warriors followed, one by one, baring their necks. The maids, the guards, even the healers.

“You know as well as anybody that our father hates seeing me there, so it’s just better if I stay here, don’t you think? I smiled at him. I’ve been thinking of my problem, but mine isn’t even compared to his. Luca, my favourite brother and just two years older than me. He’s kind, compassionate, sweet, and, unlike the rest of my brothers, actually loves me. My father’s dislike for him stems from the fact that he is not a ruthless killer like the rest of them. Luca can’t point a gun straight without trembling, and the sight of blood makes him vomit. And my father called him his biggest embarrassment.

I yelled, pulling myself from the mattress to the headboard. My inner wolf was beckoning on me to run, not see him as my mate. "I-I'm looking for Damon! I need to see Damon!" The smile disappeared from his face, going cold completely. He froze, his hand hanging in the air. The heat rose in the room, and I felt it set on me. "Damon?" he repeated, his voice soft in a strange way. "The Alpha who rejected you? Is that your first thought after giving birth to my children?" His sudden rage overwhelmed him. The power aura rolling off him was thick, and I felt like I was suffocating.

Danna Sherrod said, directing all her anger to Racheal. “This is Alba Savannah Carlos III, daughter of the king of Spain, twin to the crowned prince.” Jade introduced herself to the first lady with a false humble bow. Racheal knew she was mocking Danna Sherrodd. She was pulling ranks, the smug smile on her lips showed that she knew what she was doing. “Is that why you think you can talk back to me?” Danna Sherrod shouted angrily, “Go back to your country. Your father does not rule here, we do.”

She yawns. “You’re exhausted. Sleep. I’ll tell you another time.” “No.” Her voice is strong, even though she looks like she’s on the verge of sleep. “I know I’m dying Rasmus. Tell me in case I don’t wake up.” “Leda, please!” “Rasmus, please!” she mimics me. I huff. She’s far more like Lars than I anticipated. “You killed Carlotta, which, by our rules, makes you the Queen by conquest.”

“Mother, you know nothing about him. He is worse than anyone can imagine. The rumors about him are true.” Mother shook her head. “I don’t believe in those rumors. There is a kind-hearted man behind that cruel heart. You need to look beyond.” “Why do you actually want me to win his heart, Mother?” I stared right into her eyes. She smiled sheepishly. “Because he is rich and powerful,” she said her truth. I knew my parents too well that I would fall for my mother’s tricks. “Do you know what he looks like?” “Have never seen him, and I don’t care. Eira, I want you to be the Luna of this pack,” she stated.

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

he said to Aria. She didn’t move. Didn’t listen. The man stopped a few yards away. His eyes Locked onto Aria. Not curious. Certain. “So,” he said slowly. “The storm lives.” Aria tilted her head slightly. “And you are?” A faint smirk. “Someone your mother would have warned you about.” Ryan’s stomach dropped. Aria’s expression didn’t change. “Try me.” The man’s gaze sharpened. Then “I am Kael Draven.” “And I do not kneel.”