Alpha's Little Miracle

In a world where ancient secrets stir beneath the surface of modern life, Adria, a young woman haunted by recurring nightmares, stumbles upon a truth far stranger than fiction. Her life takes an unforeseen turn with the arrival of the captivating Professor Lucien. But as their connection deepens, Adria uncovers a chilling reality: the professor is not just a man, and the mythical creatures of her books are terrifyingly real. What happens when the line between human and monster blurs, and Adria finds herself entangled in a destiny she never imagined? Will she embrace the hidden world, or be consumed by its dangers?

Alpha's Little Miracle

In a world where ancient secrets stir beneath the surface of modern life, Adria, a young woman haunted by recurring nightmares, stumbles upon a truth far stranger than fiction. Her life takes an unforeseen turn with the arrival of the captivating Professor Lucien. But as their connection deepens, Adria uncovers a chilling reality: the professor is not just a man, and the mythical creatures of her books are terrifyingly real. What happens when the line between human and monster blurs, and Adria finds herself entangled in a destiny she never imagined? Will she embrace the hidden world, or be consumed by its dangers?

The abyss of darkness consumed me, my feet thumping on an unseen ground as I ran from an unknown horror. A strange, negative force pressed down, preventing me from opening my eyes, trapping me in a terrifying paralysis.

"I'm you," a gruff, echoing voice thundered, making my skin crawl. It was the same voice that haunted my nightmares, claiming a terrifying identity. I thrashed against unseen shackles, desperate to escape, to wake up.

Then, a light touch on my arm, and I jolted upright, screaming, "No!" My chest heaved, sweat trickling down my body. My mother sat beside me, her face etched with concern, offering me medicine for the familiar migraine that followed these recurring terrors.

"I'm tired, mother. I can’t do this anymore," I sobbed, collapsing into her arms. She patted my back, reassuring me it was just a phase, but the constant dread was debilitating. After she left for work, I tried to shake off the lingering fear, finding solace in a new book about mythical creatures—werewolves.

As I opened it, my own name, Adria, stared back at me from the page, a chilling coincidence that was immediately interrupted by a call from Stacy, who brought news of a new, strikingly handsome history professor. Little did I know, this new professor would bring the mythical creatures of my book to life, and change everything.