Asami From The Legend Of Korra Novels & Stories

the woman said, her lips curling into a smile that could be seen as pleasant to those unaware of the tension between them. Aurora swallowed. "I'm sorry for the punishment that was meted upon y—" "I plead with you, do not speak of the punishment," the woman interrupted sharply. "Remembering it only aggravates my anger toward you." Her words carried an unmistakable edge of hatred. Aurora's eyes widened. Had she heard correctly? She shook her head slightly, wondering if there was something wrong with her ears. "I'm Asama," the woman continued, her voice dripping with venom. "I think it’s best I introduce myself properly to you. My full name is Asama Ezra Aloric. I am the king's mate."

Amber looked so healthy and fine, she was tall and beautiful and had brown hair like their father; she was a perfect warrior advisor and so much better than Ashley. Amber looked at Ashley. She noticed the tears, and she was stunned. Ashley was an alpha and an Alpha never cried unless it was an apocalypse, she moved back and slowly remove her hand from Ashley's shoulder, "What's wrong?" She asked but before she could ask anything further Ashley jumped at her and hugged her tightly, Amber was sure that something was very wrong, "Hey... what's wrong with you, and can you please loosen your hold, ouch Ashley you are hugging too tightly."

“SAMARA, HOLY shit. . .” Amaris’ voice was laced with awe, and I was left staring at the glass cabinet slowly opening, until it completely opened. The archery equipment stared back at me, glowing, as if calling me to touch it—to take it.

She had sensed a feeling of dread overcome Amber and she’d come out to see what was going on. Abigail looked so much like Leah. Even the odd-colored eyes; both having received Akasha as their element. Kamali couldn’t help but smile to herself. She too had wondered how Abigail was doing, but she shouldn’t be here. Emerald would have a fit should she find out. “Is there something in specific that you were looking for?” asked Amber, still trying to keep the conversation light. “We have a lovely array of items.” Her smile still pasted to her face, not giving her surprise away.

The woman glanced up at the question and fixed her eyes into the young man's as if questioning his intentions before he flashed a toothed smile and tilted his head to the side. The woman cleared her throat and wiped her cheeks, where a few stray tears fell. "I'm Amaya." She quietly answered. Ash nodded at the name as he held out his hand for a handshake.

"Quit this and speak." "Always so harsh," She purred then gasped huskily. "It turns me on, Killian." The sound of something being licked slid into my ears. I grimaced and rolled my eyes. Asami enjoys playing games and people's hearts aren't exempted. Everything is a game to her yet because she's beautiful and witty, she gets away with almost everything.

"Not so pleasurable to see you here.” “It is I, Accashia Corbok from the land of Walakya. Third born of the Corboks. I am the mate of Calleb Shaldan. And I — along with my mate will vanquish you tonight, Witch.” Was Accashia’s calm answer as she rose with the help of the thorns carrying her up. “You will never see the light of day again. Not this time.”

Sina, and opened the portal to the Rising Moon. Lady Asma POV Sitting in the garden, sipping tea, I was anxiously waiting for my mate and children to arrive. The uneasiness of this place, Jasmine’s plight, and the darkness which Alice carried around her made me nervous and on the edge. My husband, Lord Samuel, was one of the most powerful witches of our time. Surely he would know what we could do about it all, about this situation which, somehow, we all found ourselves in, I thought, and Harrah, my wolf, agreed. So much has happened in such a short period of time, and it felt as if our enemies were multiplying all around us, something was moving in the shadow and all my senses were in overdr

I queried. “Your Grace, My name is Armani, the ruler of the Tarzawa Tribe! We have waited for years and thank the gods, the day is finally here!” He said, bowing to me. I nodded, turning to Korra, who seemed to be the witch doctor of the tribe. “So why was I suddenly disconnected from my inner energy the moment I stepped into this place?” I queried, my tone laced with confusion. “Umm… Your grace, please come inside! It's been a crazy welcome for you. I'm sure you are exhausted and you need some rest,” Armani said, gesturing for me to come inside.

I replied slowly, my gaze turned to the door before returning to him, His lips curled into an amused smirk. “Maybe not, but I am” “I see” “Okay,” His eyes are watching me. None of us is breaking the silence, his lips slowly spread into a smirk like he got me figured out. Deciding to be bold, I spread my hands forward. His eyebrows raised in question, “I'm Ashanti. Ashanti Dunbar, and you? “ His eyes watched my hands longer than I felt comfortable with, I was about to withdraw them when he covered them with his hands.