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My Alpha and His Companion

My Alpha and His Companion

Évangéline possessed a rare gift, a mystical connection that linked her to a dimension far beyond her world. Since her childhood, the Goddess of the Moon had guided her, whispering ancient words into her mind, accompanying her through the most cruel trials. This gift, though unique, was not a choice but a curse that the young woman had learned to tame, despite the loneliness it imposed. With every challenge, with every internal battle, Évangéline found the strength to rise, supported by the wisdom of the Goddess, who helped her overcome obstacles that others would have deemed insurmountable. But when the shadows began to draw nearer, when a truth buried deep within her past resurfaced, the young woman felt the world around her wobble. An Alpha, powerful and determined, claimed her as his own, endangering not only her freedom but also her heart. Évangéline found herself torn between duty and desire, between the wisdom of the Goddess and the human emotions she had never learned to control. But the Alpha was not the only one seeking to possess her. The most dangerous, those she had thought were long gone, were returning to seek vengeance. In the shadows, dark forces were rising, ready to do whatever it took to destroy the mysterious bond Évangéline shared with the Goddess. The battle would be fierce, but Évangéline, though broken and helpless, might very well find herself standing alone against her enemies. And yet, in the darkest moments, the Goddess of the Moon might offer her a glimmer of hope... if she could learn to listen.
Analia's peculiar wolf

Analia's peculiar wolf

Blurb Analia De'Nille was a very peculiar child right from birth. She was given birth to on a still night. Even after just coming into the world, the baby did not let out a single cry. She blinked and opened her eyes, and the midwife saw shocking grey eyes that resembled a storm for a newborn to have. The baby looked up at the woman with too clear eyes, sighed, and went back to sleep content. It did not seem like this child was going to live a normal life. Everything about her was far from normal. On her first birthday, she spoke her first words, to the shock of her parents.   "war"   She continued to play with her presents even as she kept repeating the word that strikes fear into most. Her mom, the ever-worrying parent, carried her and tried to coax the child into explaining. In her fear and shock, she completely forgot that it was not normal for a child at that age to say words, much less full sentences. Her parents tried to understand the enigma their daughter was, but to no avail. Six months before her second birthday, she got up from the blocks of toys she had arranged as armies on the floor of her nursery and moved to pick up the block at the other end of the room. No one was there to see her do what should have been impossible at that age, but on her second birthday, she walked again to a cup of punch that was on the table right beside the big happy second birthday cake. Her parents, shocked again by another impossible feat but not all that surprised, began to try to explain what happened to the guest. The excuse was that she was just a very fast developer. That seemed to ease their minds, but her parents were still concerned.   Years later, after several abnormal incidences, her parents finally came to terms with the fact that their painstakingly beautiful daughter, with her deep red hair that looked scarlet in particular light and stormy grey eyes, was not normal. She was special. But they were at a loss for what to do.   When she was 10 years old, she woke up in the night screaming and thrashing on the bed, fighting off whatever she was dreaming about. Her mother rushed to her room in panic, and when she looked at the child, she knew what she had to do.
The Wife Of Mr. Arres

The Wife Of Mr. Arres

"Stop pestering me Lauren, if you don't want to be hurt face to face remember this is my house" I lost my temper with her This bish, even if my husband and I have sex, he still has no right to hurt and yell at me, ever since I woke up from this body, I really run out of patience with him "You're only married on paper, remember that Carina" He smiled at me I kept quiet here in the garden when he approached me to disturb me "You don't care Lauren, what if we're married on paper, Find my pake.. If you don't stop, I'll make sure to smash the cup in your face" I'm very angry I have short tempered, I wasn't like this before but when I was in the body of this woman I became like this, I often get angry " Ohh really? Why don't you do that " I saw shion far away from here My eyebrows met even more Ahh, I think this girl is challenging me, she thinks I'm still Carina, well sorry, she's mistaken, she's against someone like me I know shion is just listening and watching saamin so it's fun I took the cup that was on the table while there was still some tea and faced him "Do you really think I can't do this? Gosh, Lauren, you don't know me very well, so be careful with every word you say," I said with a smile as he raised his eyebrows. I have no doubt that the cup was thrown at him and he screamed because the tea that was served was still hot "What the hell is wrong with you Carina" I grinned even more when Shion finally came out "B-Babe! she poured coffee on me! b-babe it's still hot" she said with tears in her eyes so I rolled my eyes because of her so much kindness " a-are you okay? " My eyes hurt even more because of them, shion turned to me I raised my eyebrows and looked at him and took the book I was reading "What the fvck is wrong with you?" he was angry with me so I looked at him with no use, I approached him and looked him in the eyes "Teach your girlfriend to stay away and leave me if I can't keep up with her, I'll make sure that's not all I'll do to her, remember that Shion, especially Lauren" I said without emotion to her and walked away immediately, I turned my back on them " CELINE! " I shouted while walking, Celine immediately came out "What is that, lady?" He politely said to me "Bring me snack in my room, put it on the veranda ASAP" I told him coldly and he nodded "I'll follow you, lady" he left Tsk, I thought today would be a good day.. I was wrong
Love In Cold Blood

Love In Cold Blood

INTRO I hugged him tight assuring him I meant what I said. Tears flowed down my cheeks as I gave a slight wave to my brother and my boyfriend. Their eyes widened when they realized what I planned to do. Just as he started to pull away from the hug I tightened my grip and pulled him as I fell back from the cliff. The realization that I am going to die with the person I hate the most in this world. Sent a wave of emotions through me like a strike of lightning and the only thing I could do was close my eyes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ DIARY ENTRY- Do you ever wonder what it's like? when a sharp object meets the human skin in a way that doesn't harm it. A way that's just to test if you could feel something. To feel anything other than that feeling of rejection, depression, anger, and sorrow. The feeling that maybe somewhere out there you belong. That someone out there cares about your existence. That maybe even you care about your existence. That you're... not alone. I know what it's like. I've taken that sharp object. Any sharp object. Sometimes a kitchen blade, sometimes a glass bottle I've shattered to pieces. That sharp object caresses parts of the skin on my arms slowly. Yet I feel no different. It stings for just a split second then the blood pools from the cuts left behind. I've been doing it since age twelve after being raped and going through the process of no one believing me and shower after shower trying to wash away... trying to wash away the feeling of utter disgust. Trying to take back my body with soap, water, and a pouf. Just like a tattoo that feeling of... feeling like waste after your stepfather has had a long night doing whatever he wanted to u sticks. It's permanent. And in his words... you are his and only his. You are permanently his toy. I thought living was hard as hell but so is dying. Sixteen failed suicide attempts. Back to square one. Living a nightmare you can't die or wake up from is all there is in my world. Welcome to hell. -Sky ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~