Female Madara Novels & Stories

Before anyone did a thing, the woman behind Alpha Milo got up from the wall. Walking towards us, she said, “alright, we have a big ass job to work with. My name is Mara, I’m Marcela’s mother, and Mira is Miracle's mom, I’m going to go on a limb and say you,” she points at my antes body on the bed, “are Miracle?” She nods, a bit frightened.

Neither of them moved. Their Eyes stuck on the body. Blood pooled from its wounds; its arm twisted at an angle that made Maddie wince, but she couldn’t look away. Nala was a great warrior. She was strong and fast and didn’t take any shit from her male counterparts for being a woman. Though they hadn’t really talked before, she had offered her help to Maddie and seeing her so broken and alone made acid burn in her throat.

"We missed you bigtime, Bubu bear." "Missed you, too, Mom," Ira planted a kiss on his mother's cheek. "You don't have to call me Bubu bear for Pete's sake." Chloe caught a glimpse of his awkward smile which she found utterly ludicrous. Helena pulled away from their hug and giddily pinched both of his prominent sexy cheeks. She could tell Ira got his undeniable good looks from his mestiza Filipina mom while the authoritative manner was from his half-Turkish, half-Italian father. Such a great combination of DNA, she ought to herself. Not too long they were all settled in the spacious lounge area where a middle-aged woman showed up to serve assorted refreshments and tarts. It was as if Chloe's

The full moon supported its strength, height and agility this time. I climbed the marble stones, that led up... sprinting on the elephant glass only to sniffle another scent. How lucky could I be! It was the girl I was on a mission to bring— Maya, the mate of the sadistic dark prince, Javier! “I’m giving you an opportunity to go back, wolf. You are clearly on our grounds and if you don’t want a death sentence, retreating might be the best option for you.” The vampire fighter threatened.

I can’t get his hand off my neck, and I’m at a loss for how to resist his grip. “What do you think of me? It’s just that? You’re not as strong as I expected,” he said, pressing his stranglehold on me even more. I can hardly breathe because of what he’s doing, and I’m afraid I’ll run out of air. I couldn’t get away no matter what I did, and at the time, he threw me away as if I were trash in his eyes. I don’t know why I ran out of energy or how I couldn’t cast a spell. I need to find a way to fight him. Only one thing comes to mind, and only one thing can help me. That was Madarana. She is the only one capable of defeating Zerberus.

She stated, her voce hesitant but loud enough to be heard through the wall. “The Alpha’s not coming.” This time the voice was familiar. Greyson was on the other side of the door, although that realisation was overshadowed by his words. “He’s in the medical centre, we need Amara.” The words didn’t entirely make sense to me, but I didn’t care. Every part of my body was on fire, and not in the good, tingly way I felt when Able was touching me but in horror and with the ancient magic of the goddess’ mate bond.

Yet here I am walking, looking at all of them as they get covered in white sheets like they’re supposed to be hidden. Being alive almost feels like an insult. And it’s breaking me off bit by bit. But nothing compares to the absolute destruction in my heart when I see Madam Mara laying her head against Candor’s stiff chest, sobbing and clutching the dead man like she wanted to join him. And perhaps she did.

She was nothing like a timid , innocent girl; if he wants to stare at her with his hungry eyes then she will do the same. But now she doesn't have time for all this, turning her bike in another direction; she started her bike. But before leaving she turned back to give a last killer look at the handsome man. She smirked because he was Traskyian and still he was drooling over humans. Mardlin kept staring at her like crazy, and there was also a reason for doing so. The girls he has seen on his planet were more like masculine. But his view on females changed when he saw Kavya. A cute little face girl with a perfect body figure. He finds her exciting, he wanted to talk with her , wanted to know

“When your father looked at us, he saw her light. He walked right through me. He chose her. He gave her the crown that should have been shared.” “I have spent twenty years weaving this web,” she whispered. “I whispered secrets to the Northern Council. I opened the castle gates that night. I watched your father die. And all this time, I played the grieving friend — waiting for the moment I could finally snuff out the last of her bloodline.” I lunged for her throat. We collided in a spray of sparks and dirt. Mara moved with dark, alchemical speed. Her hands glowed sickly green. We fought like demons in the center of the burning square. She was fast. But my Lycan rage was absolute.

King Alexander. The mad king no one else has dared to cross. He's the ruler of all the werewolf community around and no other person can cross him. He's the worst king we have so far. Now, I'm his wife. The look in his eyes is devilish enough to send me to my early grave. He has sharp features though I can hardly see much because of the dark room. However, his eyes are glowing so much and his voice sounds so demonic. "Your...majesty..." I tried to compose myself despite the pain and fear, "My name is Lily. I am your new wife from the family you chose."