Rnd X Scraps Novels & Stories

"I couldn't help but agree. Raven is a great Delta. I am certain he will be a great Alpha as well." Ayla placed the paper bags on the counter. She then sat on the chair in front of me. "So, have you met the other Alpha?" she asked, her chin now resting on her palms. "What can you say about their looks?" she asked while arching her brow. I laughed at her reaction. "Well, I met the Alpha of Moon Stone Pack and the Alpha from Xynmorth." Her eyes widened in delight. "So have you talked to them? What did you talk about?!"

On our eighth anniversary, my boyfriend, Liam Daniels, dragged me along to plan his marriage proposal. That exact morning, my pregnancy test came back positive. Outwardly, I teased him for ruining the surprise. Privately, I called everyone I knew to brag. My parents wept over the phone, saying time flew by too fast. My best friend, Mia Kyle, promised to beat him up if he ever stepped out of line. Even my older sister, Sarah Davis, choked up, swearing she would be there no matter how busy work got. On the big night, I wore the white dress Liam bought me. When I stepped into the venue, I realized the proposal had been transformed into a full wedding reception. I watched Liam Daniels

When all others were agreeing upon her suggestion, Rudha was flabbergasted. "Wtf?! Just like that? I mean I had dug efforts in kidnapping her. Let's ask for some ransom atleast." Rudha tried to make his point understand through. They all looked at him as if he had gone insane. Some even let out sarcastic laughters at his words. "Ransom?" One of them mocked, "From him?" They all chuckled. "That rich army brat won't spend a penny on us. Infact, he will make us pennyless for kidnapping his family."

“Garrick’s order still stands. Break the scar. Not the people. We are four. We do not clear that bowl.” I kept my eyes on the thread. It was small, but it was growing in little jumps. Not steady. Like someone feeding it. “Can you see the scrap,” I asked. Pell squinted. “Something in the cut. Thin. Pale. Not the full slab. It is enough.” Ronan’s voice stayed low. “Do not stare at it too long. That is how it gets a hook in.” “It already has a hook in,” I said. “It is in my arm.”