Sentinel Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Did they want to tear the veil as they did?” Lena opened her eyes and looked at Elara in surprise, as if she really understood something. “The Sentinel project is you,” Lena said ironically and began to laugh maniacally. After that, her body began to shake violently, and out of nowhere, she turned to ashes. Duncan rushed to her. The man held back his tears, and his wife hugged him. They were in bad shape, but they endured their pain admirably. Perhaps because they already lived with the reality of their daughter, they knew that at some point she would die because of betrayal. They just never expected something like this to happen. We all offered our condolences, and then Daemon appeared.

SELENA’S POV Strange encounters happen every day, these are things I have only read in books and the ones my father shared for me, now it feels like I am living a fantasy, my own fantasy seeing all these things happen. The ritual, the wars and the Alpha who is strict but later gets to fall in love with the one he hates. Cassian has a soft spot for me, I see it each time but then he hides it, masking it behind his tough, strict persona.

What a pathetic lie. No matter how badly injured, no Alpha would ever mistake someone else for their fated mate. Unless, of course, they were slipped a lust potion or something similar. Did Kyle really think I was still that naive to fall for any half-baked story he came up with? He was just banking on our "fated bond", using it as a convenient excuse to stomp all over my feelings. "Serene, remember how you said you'd always wait for me—no matter what mistakes I made—as long as I owned up to them? I get it now. I was wrong. I promise I'll cut all ties with Vivian. Can you give me one last chance?"

His free hand moves to unclasp my pants, but before he has the button undone, his eyes glaze over and his expression changes. He groans out loud, re-buttoning my pants after a few seconds before attempting to tuck himself back into his jeans. “What’s wrong?” I ask, confused by his behavior. Did I do something wrong? He sighs heavily, his face full of exhaustion and regret. “I’m sorry, honey. Valentine just mind-linked me. Vivian’s doing pretty bad again.” Oh no. I grab my shirt, scooting to the end of the bed and hopping up before pulling it back on over my head. My n*****s are still sensitive and rubbing against the fabric, but that can’t be helped.

I moaned, unable to stop it. “Look at you,” he said, his voice was low. “All shy and trembling. But you’re not a nun yet.” He leaned closer, his breath was warm on my cheek. “Let’s make sure you never want to be.” Then his voice dropped into a growl. “You’re my filthy little angel tonight. So go ahead… confess your sins to Daddy.” --- TO BE CONTINUED… --- Author's Note: Hey everyone, thanks for checking out my story! I've been so excited to share Mirabel's journey with you all. I've always been fascinated by stories about forbidden love and impossible choices, and this one has been a blast to write.

Raven stood behind her now, warm and steady, a silent shield at her back. Selina lifted her hand, finger pressing to Alaric’s uninjured chest. “Listen carefully. Your cousin is better than you in every way. He never hurt me. He never lied. He cares about me. He understands me. He respects me. He never betrayed me. I love him. I love him deeply. And I will be with him for the rest of my life.” Alaric’s fists clenched. His jaw locked. He believed every word. It shattered him.

“Something’s wrong.” “No,” Vyrix whispered, eyes wide. “Something’s early.” The chamber doors slammed open. Cold air poured in. A figure stepped through—tall, cloaked, silver mask gleaming with etched lunar runes. A Moon Sentinel. “The balance has shifted,” it said calmly. “The Moonbound Luna has begun to awaken.” Darius snarled. “Get away from her.” The Sentinel didn’t look at him. Its gaze locked on Seraphina. “You were not meant to feel the Moon yet,” it said. “The binding is incomplete.”

I remembered he had said he would attend, yet I had not seen him clearly in the crowd. I opened the box. Inside lay a sapphire necklace. A note rested beneath it. "A belated gift." I closed the box and handed it to Kael’s assistant. When I loved Raelor, I never received gifts. Now that I no longer loved him, I had no need for them. "Let’s go. It’s time to begin our new life." Kael laced his fingers with mine. Sunlight poured over us, warm and bright.

Alas, my mate’s heart belonged to Anna as well. At our first mating ceremony, Anna broke a glass and cut her hand. Scooping her into his arms, August bolted to the infirmary without so much as a glance at me. Despite my pleas through mindlink for him to come back, he tore hard into me. “Sophina Morgart! Anna is your sister! How can you be so selfish when she’s bleeding?” Little did he know, I was hunched over in excruciating pain from his silent rejection.

I pulled on a pair of rubber gloves and placed my hand on the victim’s rigid forehead. Then I closed my eyes. The cold sensation climbed up from my fingertips. The vision began dark. In the memory, Amelia Fernandez was kneeling on the ground, trembling all over. In front of her sat a woman in a white lab coat and gold-rimmed glasses. The woman held out an ice pick, her voice gentle and low as she said, "Put it in. Your husband's loan-shark debt can only be settled once you’re dead. "You're useless. This is the only thing you can do for him.