True Begining Novels & Stories

Xavier asked. "Yes, Alpha. But she is Aria, not Ariana," Madam Kate said. Xavier eyed Madam Kate and then looked at Aria. "I know what I called. Isn't Aria the short for Ariana?" The room remained silent. Her original name was Ariana, but Xavier had shortened it to Aria for an endearing reason. She swallowed hard and thought it was best to answer his question before he flared up again. "You are right, Alpha. My original name is Ariana."

Not perfectly. Not permanently. But truly. And that was enough to begin.

Nodding my head slowly, ‘This all is going to take some getting used to. ‘Luckily, you have great people around you to guide you through it all.’ Looking off into the distance, off the cliff, where the moon was slowly setting to bring on the new day. I bit down on my lip, ‘Where do we even begin?’ ‘Well…’ Everett began slowly, ‘Under the skies of the Moon Goddess and in the presence of nature itself, you are the Alpha. However…’ he trailed off, smirking and raising a brow. My shoulders slumped, ‘Oh gosh, are you serious? Do we have to?’

But maybe… The beginning of it.

Though I can say that this lady in front me has the same level as that woman I pointed earlier in appearance. "Y-you're lying!" Her expression is a little pissed but her cheeks arw burning. "Why would I?" I started walking to that lady. "Excuse me." I politely said and wore my smile. I gave them a warm smile. "I'm Blue and I'm looking at you since earlier. I find you really attractive." "Oh, my. To think that I would be able to catch your attention. It's my pleasure. I'm Bianca." I'm not really interested.

Dear Elizabeth, This name may shake you but it's you . Your real name is Elizabeth Katie Warner . We have avoided the truth many times and as much as we avoid it, it just comes to us. You are not a normal child. You are gifted and are the one who cannot see them or either she cannot be touched by them. But when you are prepared time will come and get you like it did to us. You may go to Clare and her mother will tell you. For now, I can say no more. And sweets, we are not on vacation. We are gone. Go find Clare for she will tell you the truth.

Without condition. Real.

Not completely. But it was a beginning.

Unavoidable. And just beginning.

Something that was beginning— to see.