Yona And Hak Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Yuna answered deliberately. Xyla’s smile turned a little more restrained. She noticed that Yorrick’s mother did not like her, and it seemed that his mother had known about the relationship that she shared with Yorrick. Yuna went straight to the point without beating around the bush. “Ms. Mayweather, I believe that you’re a smart woman. You should also know that my son is already engaged with another woman. Yorrick is the future heir of the Hathaways, so his wife must be a woman whose family matches the Hathaways in terms of power, status, and wealth. With that being said, you’re not a suitable candidate.”

He said and scoffed. I gulped and my breathing was getting difficult but held myself. "Too bad, you can't live without me. I'm the licence that you use to kill people." I said and he shrugged. "Whatever pleases you, babe." He said. Oh, yeah. One more thing that Yuna hid was that she and him were in a serious "only physical" relationship. Both of them wanted lust and power and hence made a good match. I felt disgusted as if he had seen me naked, which apparently, he did.

I glanced at Yuna, watching her process that before teasing, "And guess what? I saw the same look in Prof. Neumann's eyes when he was looking at Dr. Lane—the same sparkle you had when you were staring at him earlier." Her face turned bright red. "Keira, stop! I get it. I won't like Prof. Neumann anymore," she muttered, then added, "But he really is the most handsome man I've ever met... well, except for Hayden." I laughed at her quick save. "Yes, except for Hayden." "You can only like Hayden," Yuna reminded me again, her voice full of concern, like she thought I might change my mind at any second. I patted her head, smiling. "Don't worry. Hayden and I still have to give you a baby to spoil,

Yoana then told how she met a woman named Riyona, a dancer who used to dance in the palace. When Yoana mentioned that name, for some reason Hana felt very familiar. As if she had heard that name often. “She offered me the opportunity to punish those who couldn't be punished 'normally'. It's just that, the condition is, I have to give up my humanity ... " Then Yoana's story ended there because she had to meet someone. Hana lifted her head, staring at the flickering lights that bounced off the ceiling of the room. A soul gatherer full of revenge and anger ...

Yuna quickly found a room and hid from the gossiping maids. She yelled at Fifi in her mind, “WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME 3 YEARS HAVE GONE BY?” Fifi shouted back, “STOP YELLING AT ME! I was going to take a nice nap. I was dreaming of my freedom till you woke me up.” Yuna sighed, “What happened while I was unconscious. Why was I unconscious for 3 years?” Fifi rolled her eyes, “It’s not my fault your body is so weak. Most people would’ve woken up after a month. It took time for your body to absorb my essence.”

And after a while we had crossed the packhouse area as we stood on the huge bridge that was a connecting link between our somewhat modernized town and the deep forest which was our real habitat. We stood there for a while, silently taking in the sounds of literally nothing but water. Even though we both hadn't shifted yet, and didn't have much strong senses of sounds and scents; we admired nature equally. It was something that made us closer even though we belonged to different levels. She was an Alpha and I, Ayla, just an Omega. Alright, let me get into this a little, since I can't see you all die in curiosity…

she added. Yana seemed to appreciate the introduction, and Imogen turned back to Luna Lyra. “I could train Snow, though,” she offered, but Lyra smiled. “You can, but I want you focused on other things. Yana will do just fine,” Lyra said and Yana froze. “How do you know my name?” she asked. Lyra’s lashes fluttered, a nervous but delighted energy flickering in her gaze. “I know everything,” she replied, her eyes locking on Yana’s heart. and its made Yana freeze. A shiver ran down her spine under Lyra’s piercing gaze.

“No. I’m not pregnant. I’ll just think of something else. Maybe seduce Aiden into sleeping with me again… get pregnant for real.” Dante shrugged and returned to his phone. Sofia glared at him. If she truly was pregnant, it meant only one thing… but she didn’t want to think about that. She quickly forced the thought from her mind. “I’m leaving now,” she said, finishing with her luggage and zipping it shut. She gave Dante a quick smile, dragged the bag outside, loaded it into her car, and drove off. Everything was finally falling into place. She was about to become the Luna of Red Moon Pack. Sofia Miller, the Luna. Her dream had come true, even if it meant spilling blood.

She had on a very old tee shirt and shorts, her hair was packed to the back, with mud stains on her cheek and honestly she still looked drop dead gorgeous. “Oh. Isn’t that your new wife Rhys?” Yara said cheekily and grabbed my hands in excitement, leading me to the garden. “She is. Like darn she is.” I sighed. Is this what Rowan had meant by Luna training? This was pure undiluted hard labor. “Then I am surely going to say hi. I think it’s only fair to her if the lady of the pack welcomes the lady of the pack.” Yara giggled and ran forward to where she stood, knee deep in mud.

“Maybe she was in a good mood because I told her I would name one of my characters after someone she doesn’t like.” “Who?” “Vanya. Faye’s boyfriend.” Kyle snorted with laughter. “Camilla never changes.” Hana sucked in a breath as her husband’s fingers brushed her clit through her panties. He pulled the underwear down and sniffed it. Just the sight made her pussy clench. “But don’t do anything you don’t want to, okay? Camilla won’t be offended.” “I know, but I want to do it,” Hana replied. If she did, that would be her first try with mafia romance. “I think I’ll also enjoy it.”