Twisted Wonderland Leona Kingscholar Novels & Stories

Levi supported me completely. Later he had asked me to join him to meet the King of Xucrye, Haakon. The night we arrived the sky was lit with Northern lights, it was such a magical moment and there he proposed to me. My heart leaped with joy and of course, I said yes. "And do you King Levi Quinton Lennox take Kathleen Mary Fisherman as your lawfully wedded wife and queen?" The priest asks. Levi grins excitedly, "I do." He says, his voice full of pride and joy.

I will start a new life, she thought as she smiled. They finally got to the northern pack and the van stopped in front of the alpha’s house. They opened the van and took her out to meet the alpha. As soon as she entered the alpha’s house a scent hit her, it was a mixture of rain and cedar and her wolf purred. “No, this can’t be happening again! No please no, not now. Moon goddess please.” Nadina said with trembling lips. “Axel what is going on? Why are you suddenly so restless,” Killian asked his wolf.

He didn’t ask what happened. He just said, “You’re shaking.” “I’m not,” I lied. But I was. Because the envelope held more than just a passport. It held a key. And a note. From Elena. “If you’re reading this, you’ve gone far enough to finish what I started. But be careful—mothers lie. And monsters wear perfume.”

Melissa spun around, her face lighting up when she saw her. “Oh my God, Leona,” Melissa said, rushing over and grabbing her hands. "How was it? Did you enjoy the show? Did it feel perfect?!” Leona laughed, shaking her head. “Perfect? Girl, it was more than perfect. It was like something straight out of a dream.” Melissa’s cheeks flushed with pride. “I know, right? I still can’t believe it’s over. But I have an idea...” she leaned in, her eyes dancing with mischief. “How about we go to a club and have a proper ladies’ night to celebrate?”

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."

There are colorful streamers and flags fluttering in the wind, flowered wreaths hanging on many doors, and even the sun seemed to be joining in the festivities, shining with golden brightness that lifts my spirits instinctively. Leona, now clad in bright ceremonial robes, opens her arms as we approach, and a round of applause breaks out among the people of Starfall. “I believe you tail-waggers have finally figured things out!” Leona calls. Vincent and William laugh, and before the entire assembly, Vincent takes Layla’s hand and raises it high. “Wolves of Thornheart, Stormhowl, and Starfall, I present to you the true Princess Layla of our kingdom!” The applause now is thunderous, and while I’

Not yet. Before I can ask, Ronan's radio sounds. He steps outside. Returns in ninety seconds. Sets something on the table. A sealed envelope. The wolf-and-crown symbol stamped into the wax on the back. No address. No name. Just the symbol. Inside, one page. Clean handwriting. Unhurried. Eight words. The half-blood princess will not reach the crown.

Betrayed by her mate and framed for treason, Athena, a, wolfless Omega, and daughter of traitors—has no choice but to run for her life. Hunted by pack warriors, she flees into the dark woods, her heart broken and her future uncertain. But fate always has a cruel twist in store. One minutes, she's in the woods running for her life, the very next minute, she's in the room of the most feared Alpha, who.is none other than the father of her cruel mate. The domineering Alpha king backs her up against the wall, her bones quivering from the hunger-filled glint in his gaze as he hand glides over her most sensitive skin in a soft caress. "I'll never let you escape from me again, mat

Once I was about an inch away from him, I leaned in dangerously close, my lips brushing against his ears. “Making breakfast” I pulled away slowly, locking eyes with him. No hesitation in sight, Chris crashed his lips into mine kissing me with desperation, his hands gripping my waist pulling me closer to him. Our tongues glided against each other trying to get control. I let him lead , his tongue tasting every corner of my mouth. I moan into the kiss, my hands flying up to tangle in his hair, tugging and pulling on his strands. He groans against my lips, the vibration sending tinglings all over my body.

She takes him into her cock's sheath while another tendril claims her cunt from below, creating a chain of penetration that makes her entire body tremble. Zayn, ever the last to surrender, growls as two openings claim him, one swallowing his cock, the other pushing deep into his ass. “I am supposed to be the leader... fuck that. Ruin me. All of you. Please.” Becky is lifted above us, her body suspended as the entity positions her over the group. Multiple smaller tendrils latch onto her six breasts, suckling, while a massive central stalk rises to meet her dripping, multi-layered cunt. She lowers onto it with a broken, ecstatic sob, her body linking us all in one writhing, vertical stack of f