Selfish Yonkagor Novels & Stories

With these thoughts in mind, my expression became austere as I focused on Yone's demeanor, slowly gathering my resolve. "I know," he finally spoke, just as I was about to take action. "Then tell me!" I responded impatiently. "But I have one condition." Yone lifted his head, looking me squarely in the eye. "Say it." Taking a deep breath, I already sensed that Yone's condition would demand a significant sacrifice on my part. "What is it?" "I want you to leave Talon." Boom! Yone's words echoed like thunder, stirring the wolf within me to unleash a fierce howl. My aura intensified, and I regarded Yone with cold determination. It was evident that he was resorting to blackmail, leveraging my fathe

“But your love was selfish.” The word hit me like a punch. Selfish. My jaw clenched hard enough it hurt. My father continued, voice steady. “That selfishness,” he said, “is what stood in the way.” I stared at the floor, breathing hard. My Mother’s eyes gleamed like she was enjoying my humiliation. My father’s voice turned colder again. “Unfortunately,” he said, “Nyra has Prima wolf genes.” My Mother made a sound of disgust. My father ignored it.

I’m not that kind of lady even! My mind only had one thing, I have to get out of here before my purity leaves the earth. Yohan looks amazing but not as amazing that I’m willing to give him something that I treasure. I ready myself to run but then I hear bones cracking. Loud cracking sounds that pain my ears. Curiosity got the best of me, absolutely forgetting the idea that he might be naked, I turn around and words fail to form. And I don’t even speak unless asked. The last time I saw a wolf was during coronation day. Yohan’s bigger than Silas. And that sounded so wrong but it’s true. Yohan’s wolf was silver and almost shining against the rays of the sun. I find myself falling behind my back

"It says the revision requires not just the authority of one of the nine but the it's using a word I don't recognise." "Vel'athar," she said. "I looked it up in every lexicon I could find. It's archaic even for Old Veth. The closest translation I could find was" she paused " willed dissolution. The deliberate surrender of everything." He went still. "Not just the remaining divinity," she said. "The self. The whole architecture of what you are six centuries of memory and knowledge and the specific shape of you as a being. All of it. Into the revision." She looked up at him. "You would survive, if the revision held. But you would be different. Not who you are now."

He held Yaya back and said, "Miss, our Young Master is not interested in you. You'd better don't embarrass yourself." Yaya, "..." What the f*ck! She just thought that this man was good-looking and eye-catching. She just wanted to look at him for a few more times. Who the f*ck was interested in him? He was really narcissistic! Yaya was so angry that she unintentionally kicked the rock beside her feet. She felt so much pain that she jumped up. "Who was this person? How can he be so delusional?"

I yelled again. “Ma'am!” She was still at my door. “Madam, please, stop this. Do you want to kill yourself?” “What about your son, David?” “Do you want him to suffer?” Immediately I heard your son, and I was calm. Tears dried off. I still refused to open my door. I didn't realize when I slept so deep. My eyelids were forced to open as the brightness from the window reflected through them. My throat ached. I stood up gently, and I had to be myself. “You can't let that foolish person win.” I echoed to myself.

Kane's steely resolve acted as a counterbalance, guiding them with unwavering focus. As Gideon approached Yorgan's location, his mind was a battleground of conflicting emotions. The desire for justice, for revenge, warred with the principles he had always upheld. He found Yorgan turning another bottle of whiskey up, his movements sloppy and uncoordinated. Killing him would be easy, almost too easy.

Su Yeon asked. “Pfftt,” Han Jiang couldn’t control his laughter the moment he heard ‘Old fat ugly man’. Whereas Li Kang Jun’s lips twitched, “You shouldn’t doubt someone’s good intention without checking the facts.” “You are right too… but I should better learn some self-defense techniques!” ‘You already know more than just a self-defense Little bunny,’ Li Kang Jun smirked inwardly. Su Yeon sighed, “Ok then, I will review the whole project,” and looked at Li Kang Jun, “Send my regards to Li Bo Na and take well care of my little friend, ah by the way I am Yoon Su Yeon, she calls me—”

i said it with respect i know i shouldn't do this i can kill them all i can make thousand of my self but i couldn't because theres a lot of idiots here The black guy look at me head to toe gosh "Kung inyong mamarapatin ay maari na kaming umalis" i said.... oh my poor patience Bigla nlang silang nawala without my permission gosshhh I cant wait to do my plan I look at them "Ganon lang yun" im proud of my self even if they not ------------ end----- "So pano mo nga nalaman na may ganon palang klaseng nilalang?" I look at sam i know shes curious but no