Novel & Cerita Trent Lane Daria

I gave her a tight nod and went into the room, feeling heavy, leaving Liana to go back and rest. Liana POV She was glaring at me with a look I’d seen before: pure jealousy. “You must be Liana,” she scoffed as Darius left us. “Hi!” I said. “And you are?” “I am Elara, Alpha Darius’s future Luna.” -------------------------- Do you think Liana and Darius are true mates? Will they fight for each other? Or will Elara win?

I'd hate to be on the opposing side against him. Tristian nods and takes a deep, shaky breath. "Dahlia has gotten allies to fight this war with her." He begins. "Multiple rogue groups... all under the command of one powerful wolf." I scoff at this but then my blood runs cold. "His name is Trent. I'm sure you've heard of him... I..." Who hasn't heard of the rogue leader who can conquer packs so easily? Trent is infamous for many reasons but that name also has a deeper meaning to me. He's not only a powerhouse and cruel wolf... but also Hazel's ex-mate.

I didn’t expect him to defend me tooth and nail in front of the others, because I’m not Serena. “Miron, you have to know this. This bitch has the nerve to insult Tanya, even though we only came to get to know her better, since she’s going to be your wife, and the media is already going crazy over her,” Daria defended herself. “What? I didn’t start it, it was you!” I half-shouted, refusing to accept that I was the only one being blamed. “I couldn’t have pulled your hair for no reason. Ella was a witness, wasn’t she? You heard what Irina said about Tanya, right?” Daria sought another defense.

Nope, he’s a classic fixer, which makes him a great Alpha, according to my friend Daria. I sigh. I wish Daria was still coming. She’s my only friend. Daria is gorgeous, naturally dark as night hair, cut into a pixie style, which absolutely suits her, being so petite and with those chocolate brown eyes. I smile. I miss her and Samara used to adore her until she met her mate. “It’s all your fault” “How can you fault me?” “I didn’t know the lone wolf was her mate.” Daria is a hairstylist and runs a Salon in town. Naturally, she was going to meet her mate.

Tanya and Kalina stepped to the side to open the path and the other two Wilkow sisters did the same. Kalina bit her lip so that she doesn’t squeal from excitement. That was her middle sister, Daria. And she found her mate! Kalina looked at Talia with stars in her eyes. Her belief that Talia had mate-matching abilities was reinforced again! Maya and Meg exchanged knowing glances. Malia strikes again! Pierce stopped moving only when he was so close that their bodies nearly touched, and he looked down into Daria’s dark eyes that gazed expectantly into his baby blues.

Derry went silent for a while trying to process what Devon had just revealed to him. If Mr Adam Shawn's account is still active, who is using it? He thought. "What do you mean the account is active? Who is using it?" Derry questioned. "His daughter, Lily Shawn," Devon announced.

Just so you know, if you come crawling back, I might just forgive you and let you be my nanny, give you a little corner to call your own. I listened without a word, letting her get it all out before I replied with a cool detachment. "Oh, congrats, then. I hope life keeps treating you well." It was only in the afterlife that I learned the truth: Derrick really had been afflicted with syphilis. However, back then, a girl named Elena Lynch had devotedly nursed him back to health. He married her to craft the image of a stand-up guy, someone his father could count on. However, Derrick's true colors showed quickly. He lived it up and cheated with countless women. Elena could not bear the emotional

I said, avoiding the man’s eyes. “And yet, you couldn’t come and see your daughter once. You were dark enough to kill unborn children and yet, you couldn’t spare a minute to catch a glimpse of your fucking grieving daughter?” Arianna asked, shaking her head at me. “Arianna…” “NO!” Arianna yelled, snapping at her mate whose eyes widened in surprise. “She has no fucking right to come back years and years after claiming to be dead, wanting to speak to me as if nothing had happened. I am sure that you knew your way around the tunnels, you fucking designed them with him and yet, when it came to your damn daughter, the FUCKING BITCH WHO WAS USED FOR YEARS, you couldn’t spare me a glance, and assur

"She's the Lahnthean Aria, Alessa Dia. I'm not exactly sure how it happened but I saved her and I fell into the sinkhole instead. Noorh - I mean, Prince Noorh - ended up dragging me into this world instead of Alessa because I fell into the hole in her place and-" Diel smirked at her. "How do you know that Alessa Dia is the Lahnthean Aria?" he asked. Kiran paused. She stared blankly at him. "Noorh-Prince Noorah told me," she answered. "He told you that Alessa Dia is the Lahnthean Aria and not you?" Diel clarified, the grin on his lips already resembling that of the cunning Cheshire Cat. Kiran blinked, finally noticing what he was trying to imply with his expressions. "Y-yes?"

Adam studied me for a moment before squaring his shoulders as if he had made a decision on something I wasn’t privy to. “Lizzy, Nathanial Devereaux isn’t your father. He’s ours, but your father is Alpha Lucas Montgomery of the Dark Moon pack.” The ground beneath me swayed, and I plopped to the ground, trying to get a handle on the spinning world around me. “I don’t believe you.” I whispered.