روايات وقصص ضمن Story Of Abel

"Don't be too hard on yourself. Maybe all you need is a third eye." "Third eye?" He chuckled, amused." The girl hitched up a shoulder. "I could look at them and give you my opinion. Abel was shocked and his chest felt tight. Cursing himself for the strong emotions budding n his chest, he sighed. Zhao's family had never ever been interested in his work before. Even his family had not cared and his heart was warmed up when he thinks of this. He started to feel himself getting closer and closer to her. There was this pull he had to this strange woman but Zhao couldn't figure it out at all. Well good thing he had all the time in the world and with his cover as Abelz he could get to know her more

I said as I turned a seat beside him "It happened ten years ago, I found my mate and I thought we were happy together but it turns out she was cheating on me and one night she ran away with her lover but they were both killed by a group of bandits, it was after they died I found out they were seeing each other and i didnt know what to do, i was completely shattered" Alpha Abel explained, his pain was evident in his tone and eyes The weight of Alpha Abel's revelation hung in the air as he continued, his gaze distant.

His tears soaked through the fabric, each one a painful reminder of the loss he was dealing with. “I know it’s difficult, but you need to pull yourself together.” I caressed his head. “You’re the king. Your family needs you.” "I will kill him.” A whisper left his mouth. "Who?" I asked, my heart pounding in my chest. How did we went from mourning to killing someone? "Abel.” Roman responded. “He did this to my father, he killed him, Audrey.” He told me his serious accusation. “I know he did. He killed him. He poisoned him, and now he’s after the throne—“

Travis staggared backwards in a drilling manner and was punched in the stomach taking him far away. "You are no match for me, Travis" Abel said and Travis just kept groaning. Abel stopped a punch coming from his side and smiled inwardly. "What do you take me for? A dog" Abel said piercing his hands through his chest taking out his heart which was slowly beating and dieing gradually. "You creatures are not meant to live, you are muderers" Travis said holding is stomach tight slowly standing. "You don't seem to get this thing, We kill other creatures not humans. We dont kill you hunters but you people disturb us, so all we do is self defence" Abel explained and kicked Trivas on the neck which

I was now an avenging angel without any feeling or remorse. "I'm Abby short for Abalone", I said. I knew it was the perfect icebreaker. It made people curious to know more about my name the nickname Abby my brother used to call sounded harmless even to humans. She was still silent though. I watched her casting a fearful look towards the door. I understood her misery she was worried that she should be punished for disobeying the alpha.

Laylan could see the tears in his eyes as he pleaded. She could feel a pain in her heart at his predicament. “Of course, sweetheart. I will help you,” she announced as she brought her hand up to his cheek. She began trying to figure out how to tell him about his life. She stayed the night, explaining the good things of his life. They decided that this was a new start to his life so he chose to take the name Abel instead of Zelimir. As he said, his life as Zelimir was over and his new life was just beginning as Abel. “So, Laylan, were we in love?” Abel asked, the look on his face, was genuine and sweet. Laylan could feel her heart swell from the innocent look upon his face.

If David was seriously injured, Abel would have the confidence to kill David right there and then. After that, Abel would be famous for killing someone who was halfway to God Rank while he himself was also halfway to God Rank.

I asked him still angry about his frequent likeness for running if we see each other. I notice he had changed a great deal from the first day I saw him, then he was so unkept and looked fragile but today… "Which of the answers do you want first?" He asked me with amazement. I was taken aback by how calm and soothing his voice sounds to my ear, it was like I was listening to a soul music. "Why don't you answer in whatever way you want to" I replied enjoying the conversation. "My name is Abel, I ran away earlier today because I was scared of you knowing that your mate is a servant in your pack" he replied short and precise without beating around the bush.

“You know how it all went. He didn’t even know about you until years later. And when he finally did… what did he do?” Abel didn’t answer. His silence was louder than any denial. “He came for you, Abel. For both of you. But your mom gave you up. She didn’t want you.” “Lies,” Abel hissed, slamming his fist on the table hard enough to rattle the pieces. “Hit the table all you want. That’s the truth.” I shrugged, moving a rook. “She had someone else. She wanted a better life for herself, not for you. You were collateral.”

I looked at Abel, and he was in shock. "Maya?" He asked, and I looked at him, wondering who Maya was. "Who is she?" I asked him, and tears were streaming down his face. "I thought she died," He said in tears, and I wondered who Maya was. "Maya was my mate. She left me to join the resistance eighteen years ago. Maya said I was a traitor to my kind. Wilson had sweet talked her into joining his cult, and she left me for him. She was pregnant when she left, but I learned she died with the baby." Abel said and sat on the chair he did not want to sit on. He touched the silver we had clasped on Petra and began to weep.