Amira West Lesbian Novels & Stories

The Beta will face a challenging task, but given his unshakable determination shown in the short time I've been acquainted with him, he should be able to crack this case. “Not only that, but she holds the title of the Crown Princess of the Werewolves, she will lead us alongside her mate in years to come,” Yuval answered as he tenderly caressed Amira's cheek. “I came here solely to get her back to the Kingdom. She is not divorced but has a disagreement with her mates, the Lycan Princes.” Amira sits up in fright and stares at me with wide eyes. “A real Princess?” she exclaimed. “You also have Royals? Oooh goodness! This is so unreal. What should I call you then?”

They turned to see tall, beautiful dark haired woman standing a few feet away with a smirk on her face. Leah had to admit. She felt a momentary bit of jealousy upon first seeing the woman. The woman looked graceful and elegant. Leah felt almost homely compared to this woman, and the smirk on the woman’s face didn’t make things any better. Leah almost felt like smacking the smirk right off her face. Was this bitch one of Ray’s ex-lovers? She wouldn’t be surprised. After all, Ray was a very handsome and sexy man. He had no doubt had many past lovers to satisfy his needs. He was a wolf after all. Wolves have been rumored to have a very high sex drive.

She was Amira's secret weapon, and together they were a force to be reckoned with. Amira drove to Kendra's house, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew that she was about to ask a lot of Kendra, but she was hoping that she would agree to help. When Kendra opened the door, she looked surprised to see Amira standing there. But her expression quickly turned to concern, and she invited Amira inside. They sat down in the living room, and Amira took a deep breath. She knew she had to be direct, and she had to be honest. She told Kendra everything, and she asked for her help.

Good thing I didn't make her naked like the rest and my girls get tested because they would never have sex with a client. For Amara, I will do the testing myself. I trust she knew the rules already. Fuming with anger, I slammed the laptop and went past the elevator to the Room.

Amaryah licked the oil in her index finger before answering, "Hudaismi. From the west." It was a random place that first came to mind when she was asked. She had heard the word in one of the witches' stories, and it was apparently a real place. If that was so, then good. If it isn't, maybe it's also fine as long as Lucian didn't have the spare time to inquire about it. "How far from the west?" Lucian asked again.

well, that makes me more embarrassed. Why is everyone thinking I'm Amira? "I am not Amira. Amira is my close friend, my name is Krisha. The friend of them both. " I answered. I look around the utensils and find some ladder and luckily, I haven't cast out some questions to have it. I feel like in being annoying.

I don’t want her uncomfortable. Amira’s POV We entered the room and the staff already left. I don’t want to be left alone because I have never slept with a man in the same bed my whole entire life. And I still don’t want to. If I be with a man in a room and the doors are closed, I instantly fell awkwardness and uncomfortable feeling but today…….I don’t know……… I feel okay even though Elexier is here. I don’t know. I even feel excitement. NO! That still doesn’t mean I want to be sleeping in the same bed with him! Or do I? No! I still can’t because he ain’t my husband! I won’t want to do that. If he’ll insist, I’ll just sleep in the couch. I just won’t feel any comfy if that will happen. I pr

“The history. The alliances, the pack structure, the things I should know and don’t remember. There are gaps I keep running into and I’m tired of navigating around them.” Amira was quiet for a moment. Something shifted in her expression. “You know,” she said, “you don’t have to do this alone. Any of it. The remembering. The learning.” She looked at me steadily. “I’m not going anywhere.” The simplicity of it caught me off guard. “I know,” I said. “Well,” she added, brushing imaginary dust from her clothes, “lucky for you, Nightshade has a very impressive library.” I blinked. “A library?”

Chapter two Amir mourned for the death of his Queen Cena. He's carrying the Alpha King's daughter. The child is a girl, a werewolf girl. He keeps on howling to tell the King and his packs of their exact location. " My King, it's a Luna, just like her mother" Amir link his mind to Lucian. " What about Cena,my wife? How's she?" He asked him. "She's dead!" Amir didn't want to scared the King but he had no other option.

Samara was surprised and she will definitely get into trouble again. "Misty," Samara held Misty's arm who just violently removed it and ignored Samara's threatening tone. "Please???" she pleaded with a sweet smile and puppy eyes. Kendrick suddenly dried up because the woman in front of him was beautiful and then the—"Thank you!" Misty stood up and she herself pulled Kendrick upright to leave the seat and swap with it. Of course, Misty is pretty sure he won't say no to her beauty! Well, that's one of Ameira's charm. Whenever they look at a person in the eyes, they will fall for her charm and nobody can resist that.