Novels by Ali Azhar

After a few minutes Selena was ready. She had put on a blue, long sleeve top, patterned with ridges and two buttons to expose more or less of her chest over a pair of light blue jeans. She looked at herself in the mirror, unsure of what the day was to hold for her. It’ll be alright dear, you’re not alone this time. Penny’s voice echoed in her head. A small smile crept onto Selena’s face at the thought of her words, relaxing her a little. I know, She replied before grabbing a small black satchel, pulling it over her head and leaving her room. Making sure to take her time, Selena slowly drifted down the stairs, hoping that Samson would be there, waiting for her. Once she reached the bottom floor, her heart sank as she saw no one but her mother in the large kitchen, reading from a magazine. Her heart started beating nervously, and her hands begged for something to fidget with. She took a shallow breath to calm herself and with her shaky legs, Selena slowly started moving towards her,

A slow tear-like headache woke Selena up. With a tight squint she let her eyes drift open, noticing she was still near the floor yet resting on something comfortable. Her eyes drifted down to notice a pair of legs below her head. A bloodchilling thought ran through her head, forcing her heart to roar to life, pounding rapidly and heavily as she turned her head slightly. The butterflies in her stomach had now multiplied and swarmed, hitting every possible wall and side. “Looks like you’re awake.” Samson’s voice came from above her head. With a jerk she sat up, bumping Samson’s head in the process. “GHA!” He reacted late, leaning backwards before rubbing his forehead as Selena sat up, facing away from him. “What was that for?!?!” He shouted, still rubbing his forehead. Selena refused to look at him. Her face felt like it was on fire, turning a shade of red she didn’t know it could as an awkward smile appeared on her face. “h-how long… was I sleeping for?” Her voice trailed into a wh

Selena smiled, overjoyed at the thought of becoming stronger. “But before that, what kind of ointment was in the med kit?” Samson asked, touching his ribs. “Ah that, it was something my father found, I don’t really know the name of it but I know it helps people heal quickly.” Selena responded cheerfully. Samson nodded, lowering his head. Selena watched as a serious expression grew on his face. A chill ran through her as she realized what he was doing. He’s not playing around like last time. She thought to herself. “The best way to learn is through experience, so I’m going to come at you for real.” He said, getting lower to the ground before sprinting towards her. With a small exhale, Selena assumed a boxing stance, keeping her hands open instead of in a tight fist. She watched him get closer, noticing he wasn’t doing anything out of the blue. Suddenly he pulled his right fist back. Adjusting to it, Selena shifted her weight to her left leg, bringing her arms out away from her b

When Samson got up it was late morning, but despite that he couldn’t hear any noise coming from upstairs. Slowly he moved out of his bed, the aching in his chest now spread over to his back and legs as he stood. He took a deep breath, attempting to confirm his injury only to find no pain being present. He rubbed the bandages to make sure he wasn’t dreaming before noticing a slight heaviness around his eyes. He moved his hands up and touched it, discovering remnants of tears that had been smudged away. “Unnecessary memories…” He whispered before making his way upstairs to an empty living room. There was no sign of neither of Selena’s parents nor her brothers. Keeping his eyes floating around the room, Samson drifted around the area, spotting a phone on the kitchen countertop. “Hello?” He said loudly, letting the word echo a little. After noting the absence of footsteps, movement and any other noise, Samson picked up the phone and dialed the only number he knew. “Samson!” Rumbled L

Kill me instead, let them go!!!! The phrase echoed in Samson’s head again. With a small groan he closed his eyes, regretting the fact that he had let go of the wolf in his head. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, hoping to fall asleep immediately. Hey! Make sure you stay together! Samson shouted as he rounded up the kids from that night near the edge of the, now destroyed, pack's territory, making sure there was a clear path behind them. Oh good, you’ve rounded them up, this’ll make it easier. Lola slowly appeared from the shadows behind him. Lola wait! Samson shouted. HEY! Israfel suddenly shouted, leaping out from behind the tree. You didn’t get rid of all of them?! Lola hissed at him. Samson walked up to Lola, his canines slowly growing. Are you questioning my work? He growled in her face. Watch your tone streetrat! Lola spat, Get him. I’ll make you a deal, Israphel started, my life for theirs, kill me instead, let them go! He shouted. He’s got an attitude, take hi

“Is here fine?” Haley asked as she pulled up in front of Selena’s mansion. “Mm… Yea.” Selena said groggily as she stepped out of the car. Samson closed his eyes and rested his head against the seat, preparing for the waves of pain about to hit. With a sharp breath, he opened the door and grabbed the side of the car. A burning throb shot through his chest, freezing his lungs as he attempted to pull himself out of the car. “GH!” He grunted as he slowly rose to his feet, still holding his side as the throb morphed into a powerful ache. With a quick step, Selena moved to his side, putting his arm over her shoulder, she slowly rose up, matching his pace. Once Samson was able to stand up, she looked at him with a slight V forming in her eyebrows and an upset look in her eyes. “You know you can ask for help.” She said with a slight pout. Having rested a bit in the car, his head was a bit clearer. He resumed the facade. “I’m not so weak that I need assistance yet.” He growled, stepping a