Amira West Lesbian Novels & Stories

Jagger growled slightly at the privacy intrusion on Kayda's behalf. "Obviously." I said shortly, not wanting to prolong this conversation. "Eoin, I am serious here. I know that doesn't belong to Amira because I know Amira went back to the Caribbean." he added. "How?" I asked him slightly defeated. " She is a royal siren. I know who is and isn't in my pack lands to ensure their safety. Amira is no normal pack member diplomatically, I need to know her movements." he responded. "So I also know you two called it quits."

I ask her, barely masking my open hostility at this point. “I know how it sounds Cole, but I am telling the truth. I am a werewolf.” “Oh my god, is it like a cult?” Imogen for the win again. “Goodness, I know how to pick them. A werewolf? Seriously Amara? Were you on medication before the collapse? I can talk to my parents and see if they can figure out how to help you.” I push away from the table and move to get up. She slams her hand down on top of mine and looks up at me. I catch the quickest odd flash of her eyes.

Miriam Amaryllis was the daughter of a famous Alpha in the Western Continent, Gran Amaryllis. The Amaryllis Lycan Pack was also the largest Lycan Pack on the West Continent, although it was smaller than the Almandine. Unlike in the Euclase Imperial Continent, in the West Continent, Lycans were considered evil monsters and hated by everyone. And because of that, the entire life of Miriam and her Pack was nomadic. They were always hiding from ordinary people.

Emily might be on to another woman crush by next week, who knows? Jane brushed a strand of hair from Lucy's face, which never failed to make Lucy blushed. They smiled at each other again. "Sorry we're late!" Emily burst out into the room. Heather had a load of books in her arms. "What do you have with you?" Jane asked. "And please don't tell me it's one of the lesbian pulp fictions again." "But Odd Girl Out was so good!" Emily protested. Lately, the former president of Loser Club had been digging into the genre a bit too deep.

the man replied, flashing Amora another lecherous grin. Amora had enough. She turned away, walking toward a drink station where she grabbed a glass of fruit cocktail and resumed typing her message. "She’s a shameless woman who sells herself for luxury," Miranda’s voice carried clearly to Amora’s ears. Miranda went on to badmouth Amora to her husband, but Amora had no intention of correcting the lies. "So she’s the infamous Lysander daughter? I can’t believe she’s turned into some kind of call girl," the man said, sounding amused.

“I'm not going back, because she told me that they didn't see me anymore, since she sent me a letter telling me that she doesn't live here and that she doesn't see me anymore in one night. Amara left school and went looking for Flavia and Mell at the party, she felt lonely and hurt by Elder's attitudes, while she was walking down the street she heard a wolf howling. She was so tired that she realized that she should sleep, but finally she followed her path, to the house where he was. "Are you feeling bad, Amara?" Flavia tells him, "yes ok'' ''come with me'' Flavia took Amara to the room and they both locked themselves in, Flavia wanted to kiss her but was afraid that Amara would reject her.

Within three breaths, her name is the number one search hit across the border lands. The territory's underground forums are howling with vicious messages. "Holy wolf moon! Did that video stream just d******d to my tablet? Amara’s mother is a feral stray!" "Amara always posts those videos showing his perfect, pure Alpha bloodline. Now his own mother is out in public acting like a common omega runner?" "Like mother, like pup. Was Amara’s whole high-ranking persona just a cheap illusion? The entire Western Pack has been conned!"

"I've heard from my Beta that your sister has already got her punishment from our new council leader!" I giggled at the scene where Adam was scolding Amira to the core. Really, none in the world had tried to go against her yet. Alaric tried once, and he was reprimanded to bask in the glory of nature for years. Amira was a half-nymph, and she also took care of the trees and forest. She was actually a hamadryad. Aside from that, she was also a mermaid. Combining them together, Amira had the closest connection with nature. Much closer than Collen, who was a plain shape-shifter. As a vampire, Alaric's favorite path was the woods, where he could use his power to its highest level and where no hum

"You won't get there for 8 more hours." Rose smiled, and dreamed Of a strange woman, with violet eyes, dark skin like cinnamon, a small chest whose nipples were brown like syrup, and fangs. She dreamed of kissing this siren - a vampire? A lamia? An Aswang Queen. The dream girl wore a silver starlet crystal crown, delicate as fine bone China. And the mountains burned beneath her, a poison garden of baby bones. "I am what you seek, Rose Smith," the treacherous dream girl said.

These full-blooded werewolves were attacking her anytime they wanted. As a part of Omega—who were treated as slaves all the time—, Amara became the most unfortunate creature in their territory, not only because her father was born as an Omega, but also her mother was a mere human, and so, this made her a half-human and a half-werewolf. The higher ranks in their community were despising this and thus, considering it a taboo.