Esha Mae Novels & Stories

Even Koa chuckles softly from the side, watching me work my strange, human magic. Elysia comes next, shy and trembling, her hands fidgeting in front of her chest. She’s tiny but fierce, scarred from rejection and battles she never asked for. I take her hands in mine, letting the mindlink thread through us, guiding her pulse, her heartbeat, her breath.

Some said she had a crush on him, but truthfully, she saw Rheal as a friend. Cal and Eshara are as well dragon keepers. They had both found their respective dragons’ eggs at the age of eighteen. “Woo... here comes Crown Prince Rheal. Tormentor of my life.” “Shut up, Cal. Be serious for once,” Eshara said, raising a dagger to his neck. Cal let out a deep, throaty chuckle. “Is that how you treat your future husband, Esh?” Eshara stepped on his foot, and Cal groaned.

she asked, stepping in. My lips trembled. "Ma...maasi, she's not eating anything. She's so quiet... she won't stop shivering. She's burning up, Maasi. I don't know what to do." My voice cracked and broke as I sobbed, holding Esha tighter, walking around the room with her, as if the movement might soothe the fire in her little body. "She's my everything, Maasi. Even a small scratch on her and I... I feel like the ground slips under me, and she's having very high temperature"

Elaine let out a sigh, rubbing her temple as she spoke, changing how she pronounce Tanya. “I promise I won’t tell anyon—wait what? She?” Kiara didn’t clearly hear what Elaine said and continued to speak with confidence in her tone, when she was about to finish her sentence then she realize what Elaine said. “Yeah, he, Tanvi Elsher is a girl” Elaine looks at Kayla with a shallow smile on her face, crossing her legs and putting her hands on her knee. “Oh my, well…now that you said about it, she does have an appearance of a woman” strangely enough, Kiara accepted the fact so fast and keep nodding as she connects the pieces.

she kissed my temples "Let me go into the kitchen and prepare your favorite dish" "What about the maids? Allow them to prepare it" "No, you are coming to visit me in a long while so allow me to prepare it for you. Moreover, they don't know how you like it" I won't lie. My grandmother's gazpacho was the best and I must admit that I have missed it a lot. I brought out my phone and dialed Eulalia's number, I was missing her and I needed to hear her voice. She picked up on the second ring

I said. "... you have had your ten, but then the Alpha gets you pregnant again? Abortion, Adoption or keep?" he finished. "Do you ever think the Alpha's brothers are hot?" Mason inquired "Or his sisters. Jesus Christ. Elena and Bella are the mateless ones, right?" Mason said. "There's sweet little Lisa too, but she's only sixteen." "Sixteen is old enough for me," Max said, a disturbing smile creeping onto his face. "You guys are sick," I spat only satisfying them even more.

When Gisselle and the other one arrived at the place they had agreed on, Chelsea was stirring her coffee in a daze. She only reacted when they had all walked up to her. "What's wrong? Didn't you wake up?" Gisselle teased. She turned to the quiet woman next to her and said, "This is my best friend I told you about. Her name is Chelsea, and she is the one looking for an assistant." Chelsea came back to her senses and hurriedly asked them to sit down. Gisselle introduced, "Chelsea, this is Maeve Salazar. She is four years older than us. I usually call her Maeve. You called me early to meet me. Fortunately, Maeve is free. Why did you get up so early today?"

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

I'd be a liar if I say I've not been tempted to leave this shit of life behind, but except for my mom's investigation, a certain girl is holding me back. A certain fierce black hair girl with hazel eyes. Ashanti. I've never met a woman who is intriguing as her, she's different and a badass. There's just something about a woman that can handle her own that is so fucking beautiful. If I had my choice, I'd bend her over and eat her out, get on my knees and worship her cunt like the beauty she is. “We've got something information concerning the burnt warehouse” I spun around at the sound of my most trusted man's voice.