Wanderer Dramione Novels & Stories

After hearing what Dylan said, Lany sat down again and faced the alpha who made a big sin towards her together with Mondrei. "Looks like you're interested. Okay, let me start with this," Dylan began. "Jeric and Mondrei used to be friends before. Mondrei used to always go to the camp of the New Moon Pack to join Jeric and Chadrick in their training. But one day, Jeric meets someone who is a very beautiful omega from the Night Walkers Pack when Mondrei takes her with him to the camp of the New Moon Pack. But that omega will soon ruin Mondrei and Jeric's friendship." "And who is that omega?" Lany asked as she can't wait anymore about who's the omega he was saying.

“Doesn't matter, shoot them!” A warrior materialized from nowhere and shot darts at us. “Don't forget who you are, Luna Averie.” I pulled the dart out of my shoulders and flung it at the ground. My eyes started to droop. I looked at Dramon, he was shot with a larger dart and had fallen unconscious. “You'll be asleep soon my darling.” My eyes have become so blurry, I can barely keep my eyes open. In seconds I had drifted into oblivion.

"Wow. That's strange. What's a wanderer?" "Wanderers are creatures that can detach their souls. They can be in several places at the same time. They can also use time to their advantage" he said. "That's amazing" I said and he smiled. "Is she okay now?" I asked. "Yeah, she's fine" "Thank you" I said to him "You don't have to thank me, love" "You'll come over for dinner tomorrow, right?" I asked. "What about your dad?" He asked. "He's not going to be home"

“Ahem—now, let’s welcome our next assistant guest!” From the doorway, a stunning young woman walked in gracefully. She had twin ponytails and was dressed in a pure-yet-seductive blue outfit that hugged her curves perfectly. Jezin stared, completely dumbfounded. This was none other than Jevon’s famously rumored girlfriend from the entertainment industry. In truth, she was Jevon’s bonded thrall in his first fantasy drama—a hare-shaped bonded wraith. Bonded wraiths were always cast as docile and loyal archetypes, yet this hare-shaped wraith bore an ethereal yet alluring vibe, utterly captivating to behold.

I knew my world had collapsed around me, and I screamed. “Darren.” The pain was visible in my voice. However, he didn’t flinch. He just clenched his fist and spoke. “I, Darren Walker, Alpha of Moonstone pack, reject you, Diana, a mere weak ---“ “No!” I cried out, putting my hands on my ears. I didn’t let him complete his rejection and stood up from there. "No, you can’t do this. I won’t let you do this.” I shouted repeatedly and ran from there.

As I stood up from my seat, the shame was so noticeable that I couldn't help but tremble. In that moment, I yearned for the impossible; a fantasy where the earth would open up and swallow everything related to me. Yet, deep down, I knew it was a dream that would never come true. I approached the counter, my voice hushed as I placed my order. "Mrs. Draco's drugs." The lady behind the counter smiled and began packaging the drugs for me. "Are you here to see your sister, Kara? You know she's our Luna now and is in the VIP room! Did you escort her here?" she inquired, seemingly nosy.

I was no longer Ariana Brown, the frightened girl who stumbled into this world with no memory and no hope. I was Ariana Dakota. Wife of Alpha Damien. Luna of the pack. Mother of his children. And, in my heart, I knew I was exactly where I belonged.

Even I- the sneakiest and finest assassin, was forced to give up on walking till the end myself to find out if anything illegal was hidden or not, and had to use my tiny drone to capture images instead. Satisfied with the result, I noticed nothing unusual and decided to join Dre- the Motherfucking Ninja Queen. He must have toured the lands by now. That fucking fast Ninja. Grrrrr. “HELP !” Dre suddenly screamed through the mindlink. What the hell !! What trouble did the fucktard get himself into now ?! Fuck !

"She went very quiet, Rory. The kind of quiet that means she's deciding how much to lie, and how much she can get away with not saying at all." "Did she lie," I asked. "I don't know," Elara admitted. "But she told me something I don't think she meant to. She said the wanderer's name once, a long time ago, when I was young enough that I'd mostly forgotten it until last night jogged the memory loose again." "What name," I asked, though something in my chest had already started to brace itself. Elara's throat worked before she finally answered. "Wren." Akira's head came up sharply from the text she'd been studying. Her whole body went suddenly, completely still. "Say that again."

I muttered, walking past her. “That was harsh, Diandra. I guess that means we’re equal, can we handle this like mature wolves?” I spun around slowly. “You know my name?” She laughed a little and for some stupid reason, I liked the dimple that appeared on her brown skin. “Everyone in the pack knows Diandra by now. The daring omega who tried to “cleanse” the Oracle. I think that’s cool.” With a whisper, “Don’t tell anyone I said so.” Okay, maybe she was a little weird but that was the funniest version I’d heard.