H I S A L O R A
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THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. NAMES, CHARACTERS, PLACES AND INCIDENTS ARE PRODUCTS OF THE AUTHOR'S IMAGINATION. THEREFORE ANY RESEMBLANCE TO ACTUAL PERSONS, LIVING OR DEAD OR ACTUAL EVENTS ARE PURELY COINCIDENTAL
I N T R O D U C T I O N
It is a fight for supremacy and disobedience will get you killed.
"So you're telling me," Chase crossed his arms, sternly looking at Alora, "that a Shadow spirit came to your bedroom in the middle of the night because you forgot to lock the windows?"
Alora gave him an irritated glare.
"And it nipped your neck and dissipated into thin air?"
Her irritated glare turned into a weary face that said, that pretty much it.
"Did you beg for your life?" Chase asked.
Alora shook her head. "No."
"Did you beg for mercy?"
It took Chase two long strides to reach Alora at the other side of the room. He lowered his face until they were eye to eye. Alora's breath hitched.
"Then honey," Chase whispered, their lips inches apart, "you just signed a death covenant without knowing it."
In every society, there is always a hierarchy; an Alpha and Omega.
In the city of Asarlemn, supernatural creatures flood and rule the city- angels at the very top of the food chain- and humans are the omegas. Living in different sections and quarantined by a large wall, there has been peace for many years.
But now with Shadow spirits running around, aimlessly and randomly killing people; returning to their old lifestyles. Things are about to change.
By the law in Asarlemn, connections to a Shadow spirit by any means is immediate death. Too bad a certain Shadow spirit has its eye on someone.
Son of the high king Richard Kai, Nathaniel Kai is not your typical prince. He doesn't have lavish ornamental parties every now and then. In fact, unlike his brothers, Nathaniel tends to keep his life as quiet and secluded as much as possible.
But his mental scars have a certain way of reminding him of his childhood traumas. Balancing the fact that he is not a full angel and must rule Asarlemn, it's only a matter of time before he understands his father's warning, 'stay away from white.'
In comes Alora Davis. A modest, timorous young woman full of calamities. An epitome of beauty struggling to maintain a simple, naive lifestyle. Too bad with all that, people want her dead. And that is a job Culoso Shadow spirits are willing to do.
After a Shadow spirit entered her bedroom, Alora's life can never the same. Now she has to lie to everyone she loves and knows that she has no association with a Shadow spirit and watch them die.
The only way to get rid of the Shadow spirit is to use its arch rival: Angels. And she doesn't care if this angel has his own secrets and demons.
This is not your typical love story because even the blithe cry.
T I M E L I N E
》Thank you so much for mistakenly tapping this book (Hehe my icky mind). You have made me a verrrrry happy woman.
》Now, for the innocent ones (claps hands) If you think this book is as clean as Jesus's toilet or as romantic as The Notebook you are highly mistaken.
This is Wattpad-Home of the sinners. This book is very fluent in SED
》This is also a mature book. I suggest you throw away your bible, rosary, bleach, sanity and holy water because they won't help one bit. Even if you keep them while reading, they'll run away.
Strict Christians this is the Lord telling you to press that back button.
Christians, I am fucking Sirius.
》Also, I'll update as quickly as possible. I'm not even going to to say that you that I have a life outside Wattpad. I mean we all do. I'm just a lazy sack of potatoes. But that won't stop me from updating as fast as possible.
》Grammar Nazis. Please bear with me on my words or spellings. English is not my first language but I'm learning to make it my first language at school (does that make sense?)
》I know that they're some feminist on Wattpad. This book is NOT for feminists. I repeat, NOT FOR FEMINISTS. There are a lot of anti feminists and sexist comments in this book, so read at your femininity risk (Siriusly am I making sense?)
O N-W I T H -T H E -S T O R Y ! ! ! ! !
May the grace of bleach and holy water follow you all the way of this book.
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