Novels by Aliuibrahim

Arianna's POV I walked through the palace gardens, lost in thought. It had been days since my confrontation with Kael, and I could not shake the feeling that something had shifted between us.Ever since then, Kael began to act soft towards me. He was not bugging me or ordering me around. It seemed like the walls he had set between us had finally collapsed. I was unaware of how to feel, whether to let my guard down or not. I wondered if that was just one of Kael's scheme to manipulate me, it was hard for me to trust him, to trust anyone at all.I sighed heavily and allowed the cool breeze to pull my hair sideways. I enjoyed the deafening silence, it was soothing and calm to my spirit. As I turned a corner, I heard the sound of footsteps behind me. I was startled by the noise. I turned around averted my gaze towards the direction of the culprit that had just interrupted my peace.My jaw dropped as I saw Kael approaching me, his eyes fixed on mine."Arianna," he said, his voice low. "

Kael's POV I stood in the grand throne room, my eyes fixed on Elaine, my betrothed. She was a vision of beauty, with her golden hair and piercing blue eyes. But her expression was far from lovely.Elaine stood in front of me with so much rage in her eyes. Her fists were clenched tight as she spoke with so much disdain laced in her tone. "Kael, I demand to know what is going on between you and that...that slave girl." She spat, her voice venomous.I could not help but scoff. I hated how Arianna was addressed as a slave girl to everyone. She was nothing close to that. As a matter of fact, I expected everyone in the kingdom to see her as a noble person, after all she was going to sacrifice her life for the betterment of the kingdom, whether she did it willingly or not did not matter."Slave girl? Do not address her as that Elaine. Her name is Arianna." I said. I watched Elaine scoff at me, she shaked her head in disappointment. "Do I look like I care about what her name is? To me she i

Arianna's POV I strode down the palace hallway, my feet aching from another long day of being locked up within these oppressive walls. Two months had passed since I had been dragged away from my family, and every day had been a struggle to survive.I sighed, feeling a familiar sense of despair wash over me. Living with Kael was like being trapped in a never-ending nightmare. Every day, I woke up with a sense of dread, wondering what new torment he would inflict upon me. It made me hate myself and i always questioned my own existence, why was I born with such a horrible fate like this? It would have been better if I was born with a curse rather than a death wish.Kael's stubbornness and nonchalance were like a constant drumbeat in my mind, wearing me down with every passing day. I felt like I was losing my mind, bit by bit, as I struggled to survive in this toxic environment.I hate him, I thought, the words echoing in my mind like a mantra. I hate him for his cruelty, for his indif

Kael's POV I sat on the throne in the grand chamber, my eyes fixed on my father, Julian, as he spoke. "The guards havs gone to fetch the girl who will help you unlock your powers."I raised an eyebrow, feigning nonchalance. "Oh, great. Another attempt to fix me." I said in a bored tone. I paused to roll my eyes. Once again, my father was here to remind me of my incompetence and inability to use my powers since for some reasons unknown to me, my powers had been locked away ever since I was born. Somehow, the fate of my powers depended on a strange girl, she was the key to unlocking them.My father's expression turned stern. "Kael, this is no laughing matter. Your powers are growing stronger by the day, and if you do not learn to control them, you will be a danger to yourself and others."I rolled my eyes at him, as if that was news to me. My father constantly reminded me of how I was like a ticking bomb to the palace. I was too dangerous to rule the kingdom and that was why I needed

Arianna's POV I woke up to the scent of freshly baked cupcakes wafting through the air. I snapped my eyes open and flexed my arms, feeling a mix of excitement and dread. Today was my 17th birthday.I ran a hand through my hair as I sluggishly rose to my feet and dragged my legs towards the bathroom for a quick shower. As I got dressed, my mind wandered back to the conversation I had with my father five years ago, He had taken me to the old oak tree in the woods, his eyes serious and somber."Arianna, you are growing up, and it is high time you knew the truth about your fate," he had said, his voice low and gravelly. "When you turn 18, you will be required to fulfill an ancient prophecy. You will be the key to unlocking the werewolf king's true power."I remembered feeling like I had been punched in the gut. A sacrifice? Me? I had found it extremely hard to believe that my life would end when I turned 18th. From that day on, I slowly reminded myself each day that my days had been num