Eunoia X Nashatra Novels & Stories

The intense fire proceeds further and further between them. “ Now stop teasing me, kitten, you have already succeeded on reducing me, the Aditya Rajvansh. “ He again started eating her lips, this time with a full of hunger, rough and desperate. The drugs and his hot kisses we’re doing crazy things to her, her nipples great harder and started to ache badly, all over her body. Within few seconds Elena was laying under him all naked.

"Can you not think of something, some way to alter this path?" Navana's gaze met Xatar's, her eyes shimmering with an inner radiance. She paused for a moment, contemplating the weight of her secret and the implications of the prophecy. Then, with a voice filled with both determination and tenderness, she replied, "My lord, I am but a vessel of love and beauty. Though I possess the ability to decipher the threads of fate, it is not within my power to alter the course of destiny." Xatar regarded her with a mix of admiration and concern, understanding the gravity of her words. He reached out and gently took her hand in his, their divine connection humming softly with unspoken understanding.

I lifted my head only to find Beta Kamryn and Luna Nashia standing there, seeming exhausted. While Beta Kamryn seemed perplexed, Luna was on the verge of losing her mind. Her eyes gleamed with hatred and disgust. Her sharp lips were upturned in annoyance and her hands had elongated into claws. "Open the door," she thundered, and the guard quickly obeyed. I staggered to my feet seeing them. "How is Xynathius? Please tell me he is out of danger," I asked in exasperation as Luna Nashia barged inside. ~Thwack~

He rose his hand in the air and I saw projection: the woman so beautiful and ethereal, looking like no any woman I saw before was walking down the Elysian Fields, singing some song which sounded like a call of a siren. Some strange and novel feeling washed over me when I saw her there. After watching this beautiful creature, I cocked an eyebrow in amusement. The carnal desire to have this little piece of heavenly treat flared through every inch of my body. Seconds later, I offered a hand to Nepethern to seal a deal: “Ok, dear cousin, you piqued my interest and have struck yourself a deal. In exchange for an alliance against Lartellan, the God of War, you will give me a hand of beautiful Noos

Nash lifted his deep gaze, noticing her bright yet somewhat pitiful eyes, and he softly said, "I'm sorry you had to endure this." Nina shook her head and remained silent. She wasn't enduring anything. She just loved him but couldn't have him. As Nash rubbed her feet, the warmth of his touch eased Nina's discomfort. She focused on gazing at him, soaking in his tenderness while remaining clear-headed. Her eyes fell on his deep gaze, his prominent nose bridge, and then his rosy lips... At that moment, she felt overwhelmed with emotions, and finally, she couldn't resist calling out, "Nash." At the sound of her voice, Nash lifted his head in confusion.

I won’t give them the satisfaction of seeing fear crawl across my skin. A low murmur ripples through the crowd when I lift my chin higher. Let them look. Let them wonder if the traitor’s daughter still has enough bite to scar a king. “This one,” the auctioneer croons, voice dripping honey and poison, “is pure-blooded from the old Moonglade line. Untouched. Spirited. A Luna, if broken properly.” A thick chuckle rumbles somewhere to my left. A wolf in a velvet coat runs his tongue along his teeth like he’s already tasted me.

Voices lifted: “Open the armoury!” “Wake the smiths!” “Gather the scouts!” “Fetch the war maps!” Orion stepped slightly closer to Cain. He bowed his head toward her, a subtle movement of respect. She touched his arm briefly - a gesture so quick no one else may have noticed. But I saw it. A Luna touching her Alpha like she was grounding him. A mate reaching for a mate. A woman steadying the man she loved. And Cain softened - only for her. The way he looked at her then…

I glared back at him with a fake smile. His jaw clenched, and he shot back a retort. Suddenly, the air thickened with the scents of potential mates, and my heart quickened. I found myself drawn towards a fragrance that seemed to echo Gina's essence. "No, it can't be..." my eyes glowed. The scents of potential mates filled the air, instantly enveloping me and causing my eyes to glow further, triggering my wolf instincts. The crowd's excitement and cheers heightened. Moving through the sea of veiled females, my mind toggled between the present and memories of Gina. Despite my inner turmoil, I assured myself I wouldn't show weakness and would embrace whoever the moon goddess had chosen for me.

NIVEA My generous curves seemed to captivate him completely. I watched his lips part and engorge, his cheeks flushing with lust. The way he stared at me—like I was Nefertiti, the goddess of love—made my pussy throb powerfully. A warm, traitorous wave of arousal flooded through my core. He drew in a sharp breath through his mouth and bit his lower lip hard.

Seeing Chase stare at me, Sonia’s face flushes a deep, angry red. She grips her water glass so hard her knuckles turn white. I reach the bottom of the stairs, effortlessly outshining her. Eleanor approaches, giving me a rare, approving nod. "You look stunning, Natasha," Eleanor notes softly. "You finally look like the lady of this house." No need for that bit of bitchiness, but I’m not picking a fight tonight. "Thank you, Eleanor." Before I can say another word, Nathanial Morton steps into my path. A tall woman with sharp features stands beside him.