Sons Of Anarchy Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

Chapter 1 Arianna It was already past midnight when I finished dealing with my father's funeral arrangements. I returned to our penthouse apartment and took off the cheap rented wedding dress. Ten hours had passed since I sent Dean Willows the breakup message. I could not determine which was more painful; Dean abandoning me at the altar, or my father’s death. I had been dealt two huge blows, all in one day. My inner wolf, Accalia, cried bitterly, I felt like I had failed my father. I was a useless and weak she-wolf of a daughter who could not fulfill her father’s last wish. All thanks to Dean!

"There's no reason to live in a world without you. Now with Cielo here and knowing what Annalise has done, I will track her down and slit her throat in front of you for what she has done to us. Please, forgive me." It broke my heart to hear him struggle to get these words out. Bryan continued to sob into my stomach, and I had never seen an alpha like him in this state before. My father wouldn't have been caught acting like this with my mother, and she was his fated mate, just as I am to Bryan.

ROWAN "She's steady now, Dad. You can leave her." Liana’s voice cut through the air, sharp and impatient. I looked at my daughter, then slowly pulled my hand away from Thea. I stepped back, trying to keep my face neutral while fighting the heavy, persistent throb in my trousers. It was getting harder to keep my composure, especially with her scent still clinging to my skin. I shifted my gaze to Liana, trying to sound like the Alpha I was supposed to be. "Why didn't you inform the instructor of her rank before you let him put you all through such intense exercise?"

The year my daughter was born, I buried my identity as the queen of the Italian Mafia, stepped into the legitimate business world, and gave Emily the safe, ordinary childhood I had never been able to have. Along the way, I took in four boys who had nowhere else to go. I raised Jack, Alex, Daniel, and Ryan as my own sons. I gave them my home, my name, my connections, and eventually enough authority to become the four most powerful men inside Carter Group. Senior executives praised them constantly, calling them the future of the company. Even I thought their growing confidence was a good thing. After all, I had planned to give them far more than Carter Group someday. Then my daughter called me

Angel was surprised to feel remorse coming off the son of the alpha in waves, yet she was not surprised that he sat silently, listening to his second as he made fun of her. What else should I expect from the son of the man who banished my father? Ang asked herself, continuing to walk away. Bile rose in her throat at Jason's next words, "She might be a traitor's daughter, but she's hot." "Yeah, and I hear redheads are freaks beneath the sheets," Layon agreed and Angel's mouth began to fill with saliva, threatening to make her puke.

Nyra folded her lips into a thin line. “Ohhh, busted…” She joked on, letting out a sheepish grin. “You are always right in time for gossip anyways.” I chuckled outwardly, she was fucking right, I never missed any of it. I paused for a brief, a thought brushing through my head, the father. “I know that look, ohh no it belongs to Jason.” I didn't know why, but I sighed out in great relief. I didn't know how I was gonna feel if she said the kid belonged to Alpha knox. I most definitely wasn't gonna love that.

While Anya dropped the shield and squealed happily as she jumped at DK and me her arms wrapped at our neck. The sound of footsteps coming up alerted us as we heard the door of our room open. “What happened?” Aunt Athena asked worriedly as she took in the scene before them. Anya pulled away and looked at her mother with a big smile still on her face. “I had a dream,” she said beaming, “that I bore two sons, twins actually, who have strawberry-blonde hair like mine but one of them has piercing onyx black colored eyes while the other has the most stunning set of ocean blues.”

-Flashback- The scent hit him first. Not the familiar cedar and night air of his own skin, not the intoxicating pine and frost of her hair on the pillow beside him. This was copper and cold earth, the metallic tang of spilled blood carried on a psychic wind so sharp it felt like a blade between his ribs. It was the pack-link, the ancient telepathy that bound the Blackwood wolves, screaming a single, silent truth: his father was dying.

Agnes hissed while trying to remove my hand from her neck, "He... he will hate you." But Siree retorted, "I know and I don't care. He also lied." I felt the claws coming out of my fingers and Siree was actually digging them into her neck. I said not Siree, "Do you know how much my blood boils for women who are greedy and thirsty for power? You are really unlucky because even if they are not telling me the truth yet, I already know who my real father is! And because of you, I became a beta! My life is not yours, Agnes! But you really made the decision for this. How dare you!" I let out a loud scream as I slowly buried my claws in her neck.

Father rubbed his temples, his expression darkening as his patience finally snapped. “Shut up, Anna! What do you want from me?!” Father roared. “We are doing this for you and Josh! Half the pack thinks Josh murdered the old Alpha and his two brothers to steal the title. And you? You are pretending to be a beta, but you know the truth. We don’t belong in power.” “That’s exactly what I hate, Father!” Anna shrieked back, her face turning red. “I hate remembering that your pathetic blood runs through my veins! I hate that we are actually just low-life Omegas!”