Zafrina Twilight Romane & Geschichten

I replied. She did look much better than she did before but she still needed to heal. "I hear you have a gift and some questions." Zafrina said, looking at me with a soft smile. "Yes to both of those but what I'd like to know is what happened to your siphon. Did you really destroy it?" I asked. "I did, to keep your fathers hands off of it. It wasn't easy to do and I felt like I lost a part of me." Zafrina replied sadly. "But you have a gift to make people see what you want them to see?" I asked. "Correct, I haven't really practiced with it though." Zafrina said, shrugging her shoulders. "Show me." I said looking at her. She didn't seem surprised that I had asked, Zafrina turned her body full

Twilight' breath hitched, hand slowly reaching for her bottom bleeding lip, and something dangerous flashed in her eyes—something Sephora didn’t miss. “That served you right. You really think this is some kind of fairy tale? Tssk… don’t make me laugh,” Sephora snarled. The aura around Twilight changed the moment their eyes met again. Clenching her jaw, Twilight took a step closer. “Sister-in-law,” she whispered. Her voice no longer held humor. It was cold, dark—and in that moment, Sephora forgot the fact that she had a stronger wolf.

I asked as we approached the pack house. "Not much, the shadow unit reported that Twilight Zone won but there are reports that Alpha Tristan was badly injured." Zita explained. "He had to be taken out of the battlefield by force." "Well, it's time to confirm the truth." I declared as we pulled up at parking lot of Twilight Zone. The stench of the Twilight Zone pack house had changed. It no longer smelled of pine and arrogant strength; it smelled of rot, old blood, and the sour sweat of a dying man. "This place smells funny, it's possible he's truly injured."

"A Crysta has the chance to borrow a body for a few years. In those years, they have to find people who are in dire need of help. Seven people in total. If they manage to get that seven, then they get a body and unlimited powers but if in the course of getting seven people, they fail then they die immediately. Isra's powers have helped her. I'm guessing this is her seventh person and if we can manage to stop them before they succeed then Isra will be gone forever." "Succeed in what way?" I asked. "If Isra manages to help Georgina with whatever she's planning then that's the end. I want to help you stop her," Zora said. "You'd help to kill your own twin sister?" I asked again. "You really don

My subconsciousness sassy said in a duh tone. I was still whining at the pain on my wrist when I heard a grunt coming from the man not far from me. I looked up and my breath shallowed as I looked at the million of dollars he was holding with a unpleasant expression on his face. A Falcon Supernova IPhone 6 pink diamond. With an INSANE price of $48.5 million dollars. Who the heck is this guy? The initial plan was I won’t do anything that would make Andre upset with me but looking at the cracked phone in this man’s hand I am not quite sure that went according to the plan.

* Azra was a bright-eyed, polite, little eleven year old who couldn't meet anyone's eyes when she was brought to the house by Adnan. Afrah, who had been discharged three days prior, watched from her window as he drove into the house with the little girl sitting beside him.

I smiled, grabbed her hand, and placed a kiss on it. “Why would I need to? I have you to defend me, don’t I?” Jasmine froze for a moment, staring at me blankly. After a while, just as I began to think I had ruined everything with my reckless confession, a feather-light kiss brushed my cheek. Jasmine turned away and spoke in a soft voice, “Then I guess I’ll just have to keep an eye on you from now on.” The sunlight bathed her in a golden glow, etching her into my memory as the most beautiful sight I had ever seen.

Sephora snarled. The aura around Twilight changed the moment their eyes met again. Clenching her jaw, Twilight took a step closer. “Sister-in-law,” she whispered. Her voice no longer held humor. It was cold, dark—and in that moment, Sephora forgot the fact that she had a stronger wolf. When Twilight got too close, Sephora took a step back. “I didn’t come here for a fight,” Twilight said, still walking toward her, “and I didn’t come here to be disrespected either.”

I grumbled to myself, making Khalid chuckle. We held the party for my sister, the only Princess of Azmia, Zara Al Latif, who would turn nineteen when the clock struck midnight. We were celebrating her birthday and also welcoming the New Year. Zara was born on New Year’s Day, and I and Khalid were both relieved and sad that we would celebrate her birthday in a few hours. Relieved that she would be more independent, responsible; and sad that we wouldn’t be able to make sure she was safe with… men, boys of her age, when she was away for her studies. Khalid pressed an intricate golden cup in my hand, the auburn liquid swishing in it. “Drink this. It will make you feel more relaxed and… if you ar

Satisfied with how I look, I open the door and walk out of the living room and start waiting for Aspen. He arrives half an hour later and walks to the spare room to get ready; he does all this without saying a word to me. I move toward the wall-size window in the apartment, which is opposite the Eiffel tower. The apartment is on the fortieth floor and has the best view. In the morning, when I had moved the blinds away from the window, I was mesmerized by the view in front of me. At night the Eiffel tower is decorated by lights all over, I can't describe it's beauty in words.5