Alma Elma Novels & Stories

Kael wore ceremonial black, his chest bare, tattoos pulsing with heat. The Elders sat in a half-circle, silent and watchful. “Do you, Kael Stormborn, claim Luna of House Elara, not just as mate, but as Alpha equal—body, soul, and blood?” “I do,” Kael said, voice echoing like thunder. “And do you, Luna Elara, accept Kael not just as mate, but as your Alpha, your flame, and your final tether?” “I do,” Luna replied, her voice sure, unwavering.

Alpha Blaze persisted, sounding genuine. I glanced at Lucas then when we both realized something at the same time – silver. “How can you be so sure about it?” Dalton met Alpha Blaze’s gaze from across. “My mate was with the moon goddess when they both disappeared –” “Wait a second, who’s your mate?” “Althea,” he said aloud with pride. We were momentarily shocked. His mate was Althea, the first female warrior of the Moon Goddess. She was known to be fierce but grounded. It didn’t take long for Dalton to nod affirmatively. “Okay, I trust you.”

"How did you and Gael meet?" Elma shifted nervously in her seat, glancing over at Gael for support. Before she could respond, however, Gael jumped in. "We met in Los Angeles," he said quickly. "At a fashion runway show I was attending. Elma's a model." Mrs. Edgar raised an eyebrow, her expression skeptical. "A model, you say? I find that hard to believe. I've never heard of you, dear." Elma shifted in her seat, clearly uncomfortable under Mrs. Edgar's scrutiny. "Yes, I am a model. I've been working in the industry for a few years now," she said, trying to remain calm.

Stories have it that the Iyi forest in Alaocha used to be the prison that harbored all kinds of mythical creatures until princess Ada's lineage had wiped them out. Well, nobody knows the truth behind the story. Not that Ejima cared. She was a hunter and a wife. And would be a mother soon if the gods were willing. Too many miscarriages. Too much sorrow. Ejima rubbed her flat tummy, silent prayers on her lips. She had not told anyone yet. It was her secret and would remain that until the opportune time. The songs of the birds were present by the time she finally made it to the clearing where she had found those twin babies four market days ago. Her bright eyes searched the parameter, but she b

He could put on rags and still make it look like a clothing for the runway. Emilia was dressed in a purple summer dress that stop at the middle of her thighs paired with black flats to compliment. Her hair was let down today, dancing with the wind. Like Liam, she also had a pair of sunglass but hers was used as a band for her hair. “ Of course Lucia.” Emilia replied Lucia with a huge smile on her face. Liam was at the side talking to his father. It looked like they were having a serious conversation but Emilia decided not pry too much.

Instead, her hand rose to her neck, fingers brushing lightly against her scent gland. She tilted her head to one side, pressing her fingers on her scent gland as she breathed in slowly and closed her eyes. Then, she started to change it. Her scent. The energy around shifted as she focused, a small cold smile playing on her lips. She had the mix of Black Orchid and Vanilla scent, which complimented her Almega nature. But now, she pushed the Black Orchid scent deep down, letting her sweet Vanilla scent hide it, just like how she had hidden that night.

she said and smiled at me. “So, I’m going to make a quick run on the bike to Bowman tonight,” I said and took a sip of coffee. “Uh huh, quick you say,” she said and I smiled. “I’ll be back tomorrow by the time you get home from baby class,” I said. “I thought Malachi lived in Alaska,” she said with a frown on her face. “The client lives in Bowman and I think he’s got something to hide,” I told her. “Try not to get shot,” she said to me and I laughed.

Rhye’s powers whipped painfully around the demon, making the short strands of his hair stand upright. "So, why?" Garnald shivered. "A week ago, an old woman, a werewolf, one of the council if I'm not mistaken, came into the shop and asked for me to invite Elfy to the Northern Mountain." Rhye beat her to the obvious question. "Who was this woman?" "She called herself Almera." His lips curled. "Damn, she was powerful, a former Luna. She is tall and dark with the kind of body that makes a man think about whips and chains even when she is kind of old enough to be my mother. Very tasty."

The way she said my name, “hope you're okay,” I nodded. “You fought well,” I said, keeping my tone neutral. Her lips curved slightly, but there was something unreadable in her gaze. “Guess It's because I'm learning from the best.” I exhaled. “You’re strong. No one can deny that now.” The warriors from the village thanked us. Informing that the hunters kidnapped most of their female children. One of the warriors Asked who we were. “ I am Elara, the Lunar Alpha.” she responded.

Third POV Elma got to the living room with a smile on her face. She just feel so happy this morning and she has a strong belief that today is going to be a lot more happier. "Good morning mum" she greeted Nina. "Hmm" Nina hummed, putting her magazine aside. "Someone look very happy this morning. Elma laughed a bit. She sat on the opposite couch. "Mind sharing?" Nina asked smiling. "Well mum, let's just say I woke up in the good side of the bed." Elma said blushing.