Novels by AllyO

Pain brought me back to consciousness. The stinging bite of the chains wrapped around my wrists and ankles reminded me where I was—still here, still trapped. For a moment, I stared at the dimly lit basement walls, hoping it had all been some fever dream. Nope. Definitely real. A low sound caught my attention, and my eyes snapped toward him—Derek. Shirtless. Bare-chested. Still glaring at me like I’d personally locked him up here. “Happy now?” he mocked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. I rolled my eyes, shuffling uncomfortably. “And what part of me being chained up screams happiness to you?” “Oh, cry me a river. At least you’re sitting down...” he groaned “But Isn’t this what you wanted?” His voice was sharp, accusing. I scoffed. Wolfsbane must’ve fried his brain if he thought this was my idea. “If you hadn’t followed me—or led them to me—I wouldn’t be here,” he added, his tone angrier now, like I was some fox-sniffing bloodhound. I opened my mouth, a retort already for

“Aiden!” Damien barged into my room like a bull, urgency stamped all over his face. Can this boy not grasp the concept of knocking? “Arianna is gone,” he blurted out, almost tripping over his words. Seriously, a mind link exists for a reason. “And?” I replied, my tone as flat as the expression on my face. I wasn’t about to give him the satisfaction of a reaction. “And? She could be in danger!” His voice carried a hint of desperation, though I couldn’t quite figure out why he cared so much. “The deal’s off with her, so why should I care?” I said, setting the book I’d been deeply engrossed in on my desk. “You can’t be serious, Aiden,” he protested. Oh, but I was. “We can’t just leave her when she needs us most. She’s going through something right now, and—” “Do you like her?” I interrupted, leaning back in my chair. Damien was a soft-hearted guy, sure, but this level of concern? Suspicious. “W…what?” He scoffed, glaring at me like I’d just insulted his entire bloodlin

“And that’s Cynthia…” Damien hesitated, his eyes flicking to me, testing the waters. “…the replacement Luna.”Great. Another lovely reminder of how replaceable I am. Honestly, they could draft an entire squad of Lunas if they wanted. It wouldn’t make a difference. “She even looks like Daphney,” he added, fishing for a reaction, but I was all out of those. After last night, I’d gone mute—shut down.I think he noticed that the version of me who usually fawns over him wasn’t in attendance. And he didn’t like it one bit.He led me down the corridor, clearing his throat like he was going to say something important. “So… about the kiss.” He looked at me, brow raised. “You’re going to stay mute if I ask about it?”The memory of it broke through the fog, cracking me open for a second—but I forced it back down. I wasn’t letting it get to me. Not now. “Where have you been?” I countered, watching him shift from foot to foot, a slight flush coloring his cheeks.“Finally, she speaks…” he joked, bu

Warning: This chapter contains a depiction of violence It's been days since Kehlani asked me to get close to Aiden, infiltrate his circle, and report back to her. What a joke. She must be blind to the ice wall Aiden has erected between us. It's for Shannon, she says. Honestly? I couldn't care less. Not to mention the blackmail she's threatening to spill the beans about Damien. Sure, I'd play along for now to shut her up, but I planned to ignore her and get some well-deserved sleep tonight. *"Remember that time you got detention and decided to skip?" asked Daphney, her laughter rising like a carbonated drink.* *"Yeah! And when they wanted to suspend me, I mountain-ashed the whole school!" I hooted, clinking my cup against hers. We laughed until it left me a little breathless.* *Then, there was silence as if an uninvited guest had entered* *"You know you're really lucky, right?" she said, and I looked at her, puzzled* *"What are you talking about?"* *she starts talking but

I don't know how, but I woke up with a smile on my face. My fingers trailed over my lips, and the memory of Damien's kiss still felt fresh. Euphoria washed over me, yet anxiety always lingered, a storm cloud threatening to burst at any time. Every time I closed my eyes, his breath against my skin and his cinnamon scent enveloped me as if he were right there. Daydreaming?" Kehlani's voice brought me out of my reverie, and I beamed like a moron. "Yeah," I answered, blissfully oblivious to the fact that it was about to shatter. Wait! My eyes flew open, and I sat up jack-knifing into a sitting position, and stared at Kehlani lounging at the foot of my bed. "W-what are you doing here?" I stuttered, trying to fight a hint of panic rising in my voice. "Aren't you going to school?" She smiled, enjoying my surprise. "What are you doing here?" I asked again and with more firmness this time. "Oh, chill out, girl. It's not like you're new to trespassers," she said smirking as she got up.

That guidance counselor was just really nice," I said to Damien as we strolled towards the class, still reeling from our earlier chat. "Yeah? You're the Luna. What else would you expect?" He chuckled, and I playfully pushed at him. "Well. you know how it is," I said, flashing a smile as we entered the bustling lecture hall. Just then, a wave of nostalgia washed over me. I had always thought my first day at college would be me walking in with Mia and Daphney, the sound of our laughs reverberating off the walls. But right now, I couldn't get rid of the dead ache in my chest. "Hey, what's wrong?" Damien nudged me again, concern etched across his face. If I couldn't be with my two best friends, I supposed Damien would have to do as a substitute was the silent thought, followed by a flicker of hope. Thank God we weren't sharing a mind-link; otherwise, he'd probably be running for the hills. "N-nothing. I just thought my first day would be with Mia and Daphney," I admitted, my smile f