See this! I just gifted the story: Ice cola
I really want to enjoy these stories. Proofreading/editing is necessary. Why can’t it be done before sharing.
He tightened his grip around her waist, and my heart raced as I took a step back, wanting to run. A stick cracked under my feet, and my eyes widened in surprise before I heard the girl, her name was Natalia asked. "Did you hear that? Ryan must have seen us…"
Urban · LS_Barbosa
Right? Why do they expect just her to make it happen, but can’t give her any credit
She grabbed my chin, forcing my eyes on hers. "We have guests this evening, important guests, and if I see you slacking; I am going to have your head myself, do you understand me? The pack Alpha has been working for months and I am not going to allow a bastard like yourself to ruin things for him."
Urban · LS_Barbosa
Odd they make the runt omega do all the cooking
"Get up, runt. The pack's breakfast is not going to cook itself. And then head to the bathrooms, they need cleaning." The heir Alpha of the pack, Ryan, my half brother, spat. I got up, knowing to keep my mattress as wet as they let it be. If I tried to take it out, I would be beaten by my brother. It was not something that I wanted.
Urban · LS_Barbosa
Thank you!
*PS2: I will be back-locking at chapter 60 and posting this exact message there, too!
Fantasy · ClasslessAscension
I don’t know what that means.
*PS2: I will be back-locking at chapter 60 and posting this exact message there, too!
Fantasy · ClasslessAscension
Hmmmm
Then, Tania was seven. She was bunched up into the back of a carriage by a hunchback and brought to the monastery gates. Menkar enslaved her with his magic, the little girl screaming as he performed the ritual. He had taken a part of her soul, collecting it in the tangerine soul stone that he wore around his neck. That ensured that she would serve the Cetus Monastery — until Menkar released her to someone else. But he would not. He coveted her as his own personal servant and he was ferociously possessive about her.
Fantasy · MishaK
I don’t why she’s trying to go back. Hello, freedom that way —> No more freedom, go back to Menkar <—
All her life, she wanted only one thing: Her freedom from Menkar. She failed.
Fantasy · MishaK
Agree, and nicely put. I want to keep reading but it gets a little confusing or tedious
The few sconces that lit the corridor had dimmed, producing only a dull light that lined the hall. She waited for a sound, anything, to caution her, but heard nothing — only the rhythmic drumbeat of her panicked breath. She glanced left and right, and when she saw that was alone, she scurried down the walkway. At its end, she found a deep stairwell leading down. A sense of foreboding hit her, and goosebumps rippled across her flesh. She felt like returning to the bedroom but didn't. How could she take such a chance with someone she did not know? What if the guards caught her? What if the King caught her? She was a spy, after all, from the monastery — a place that was considered sacred amongst all the kingdoms. The place where the werewolf kings came to offer their prayers and sacrifices. If the King came to know that Menkar had sent her, the monastery's name would be in shambles. However, a thought rattled her. What if Menkar denied who she was?
Fantasy · MishaK
See this! I just gifted the story: Inspiration capsule
Alpha Vladimir's Obsession
Urban · LS_Barbosa