Sukuna X Nobara Mga Nobela at Kwento

Your support means a lot to me. sora

I quickly answered the call. "Hello, is this Alpha Aidan of Nightblade Pack?" A man's voice came through the phone. "Yes. Who are you?" I asked cautiously. "Eric. I'm an officer with the International Werewolf Council. I have some unfortunate news to tell you." There was a pause on the other end, and I felt a bad premonition, my heartbeat racing. "Your mate, Luna Freya, was in a plane crash. We need you to come and identify the body."

James Katie is the mate of Alpha Troy, the leader of the North Moon pack. She doesn’t seem to know anything about our kind. She doesn’t know her mate; how can this be? If she were a werewolf, she would have shifted by now. Could it be? I take a deep breath, and my eyes light up at her scent. She is a human and a virgin. I walked towards her with a grin on my face. This is going to be fun.

I was unpleasantly surprised when I came downstairs. Sienna was standing in my kitchen looking at me like she wanted to kill me. She is my brother’s and Alpha’s best friend. She is 25, just like my brother and Alpha, and she has been hanging out with them since childhood. Now, she is clinging on to them like they are a lifeboat. She was devastated when she found out that neither my brother nor Alpha were her mates. That didn’t stop her from trying to become Luna. She is always around Alpha, proving herself and trying to convince him to take her as his chosen mate.

level. My half brother, Aaragorn was a mean looking punk. Several years younger then me, he looked fresh out of high school. He looked like an all star American kid with bleach blonde hair and star blue eyes. Must have came from mother. He reminded me of Nena's cute blonde hair. She was naturally so light colored. But this punk, was fake. He growled in disgust towards me. Obviously, not liking me from the start. He looked nothing like Kodiak. He barely looked mixed. Maybe he was adopted after all.

Lira hissed. I stared at her. “I don’t care what she did,” I said. “I care what you’re doing now.” Lira offered me a choice: Kill the Man with No Scent. Or she kills Dax. We sealed the agreement in the old way. A piece of each other’s flesh. My teeth broke her skin, I didn’t regret it. He stumbled on it in the canyon. A child-sized stone. No name. No offerings. Only the scent of moonroot and regret.

“Hasn’t anyone taught you to watch where you’re going?” Lying on the floor, dazed and trying to blink the stars from her eyes— Sakura Hoshino is pulled up by the front of her cleaning uniform. As her legs dangle above the ground, she comes face-to-face with a pair of heterochromic eyes— one black, and one a deep shade of purple. “Or were you just trying to get my attention, darling?”. It can’t be— Aronohai Misa?. Fuck. This day has to be fucking cursed!.

The phone clicked open. Since the day we bonded, his passcode had always been my birthday. He used to swear there were no secrets between an Alpha and his Luna—a sacred trust he’d just traded for a Beta’s bed. I tapped the thread. Little Kitten’s profile photo was Cynthia in the lace nightgown I had bought her for her own birthday. She was posing for the lens, eyes hooded. "Don’t you dare touch Maya. I mean it," the last message read.

It’s beneath me to argue with someone who isn’t an intellectual. I decide to leave, but Linda grabs my hand. When I turn around, she pouts at me like a needy puppy. “Are you going somewhere? I just came here! I thought we could hang out.” “Not today.” “Why not?” For the first time, I smile. “I have somewhere to be. There is a person I would like to meet as soon as possible.” And possibly kill - Luna Aurora, I’m coming for you, and the result won’t be pretty. Your blood will be on my hands.

He gave her a handsome grin and nodded. Akira, on the other hand, nearly choked on her tea and had to swallow hard. “You guys are Tachibana-sensei’s male models?” She eyed Nicolas, and the image of him naked rushed to her mind. She blushed and her heart began to race just a little. “We’ll be horrible at it,” Nicolas said, nudging the glasses up the bridge of his nose, just like Sosuke liked to do. “But yes, we’ve already signed the contract.” He turned to smile at Sakura.