Female Selever Novels & Stories

I just couldn't believe that our prisoner was a she. “Yes, she's a she-wolf, but don't get fooled by her gender. She's also strong like male wolves and according to Calvin, she has everything you need because that woman has been part of Gideon's plans,” Levi explained to me. I nodded my head in response to him, and they opened the interrogation room for me to enter it. My head titled when I saw her face. I just can't believe that my men captured Gideon's head warrior named Selene. I know that woman. She's the head warrior who trained Emerald and the rest of Gideon's recruit men.

A mischievous smile curves her lips as she realizes she can slip into Joe and Bryan's private chamber unnoticed. With the grace of a siren, Selena swims to the other side of the entrance, skillfully maneuvering through the currents to remain hidden. Her aquamarine eyes glimmer with anticipation as she contemplates her plan. It is a risky venture, but her curiosity burns within her, urging her forward. In the serene blue tones of the underwater world, Selena positions herself, hidden from view yet able to observe any movements within the vicinity. She holds her breath, her pulse quickening, as she watches Bryan and Madissa, their lips locked in an intimate dance.

At this moment, as they watched the glowing female receive the flower crown of maturity on her head, every unmated male present ardently prayed to the Moon Goddess to make them the true mate of the beautiful female. After all, in both appearance and status, no she-wolf in the Setting Dawn Pack could compete with Selena Dimitri. Not paying heed to the burning stares on her figure, the young female received her flower crown, raised her head towards the moon, and howled. “Awhooo!” Selena Dimitri went on all fours and slammed onto the ground. Her expression filled with pain as she visibly convulsed and twisted on the stone floor, blood following in the trail of her scraping nails.

She was a Selected. That had been a surprise. And it was a problem. The gods and goddesses thrived on their control over all in their domain, the battle for more domains an ongoing quest for them all. But for some the battle wasn’t how many they could control, but how best they could try to prevent the constant uprising in the meantime. Selene, the Luna goddess from which the lycans’ very strength had thrived, had not been strong enough to stop Zeus’s wrath against the king of Arcadia, but she had done something that she’d thought would counteract the new battle the mighty god of thunder had unwittingly begun. She’d Selected specific alpha females to be paired with certain alpha males. The S

the dark, cold forest ahead curtained by his eyelid. Selena reconsidered for a minute and checked the surrounding before she touched the large belt of her chiffon skirt. An owl hoots and she dismissed the idea of taking her clothes off. “Orion...is there were owl, werebear, weretiger, and so on?” her eyes still flickering at the thick forest in front of her. Frowning, Orion turned around “What?” he exclaimed “You know...you can shift into a wolf. Is there tigers, bears, and other creatures like that?” he laughed out loud at her dumfound expression.

Zephyr exclaimed in surprise as his strike missed. Sean gritted his teeth, refusing to engage verbally with Zephyr. He knew his condition was dire and he quickly needed to devise a way to escape. Suddenly, Selene emitted an enticing moan from behind him, making Sean's heart skip a beat. He turned slightly to see Selene's flushed face beneath her thin veil, her eyes glazed with a dreamy look. Seeing how she had begun unconsciously tearing at her dress, it was clear that the aphrodisiac properties of the ambergris had fully taken effect.

Being alone with a good book and alcohol or caffeine is the best feeling in the world, probably better than sex. The next day, I walked into Monet's and met a group of ladies who were fine as hell. I was relieved to see that there were no men here. At least if there was going to be a man, he should be gay, and we all agreed to that. We were six: Cindy Bellman, Aisha Mohammed, Drew Finch, Jessica Boston, Lexi Hale, and me. We were just six beautiful ladies who loved to talk about our favourite books and rant about how J. K. Rowling is a bitch for her transphobic tweets. Sometimes we'd just go out to have some fun. We weren't just a book club; we were a sisterhood.

The first message was: [Jason, I don't think you're suited to seduce Nina. [You're more suited to seduce me. Nina is so boring. She's just a blockhead.] After reading through the whole chat history, I realized Gemma had quite the appetite. Not only was she hanging onto Samuel, she also wanted to have a little something with Jason. Unfortunately for her, Jason almost never replied. I could feel a sudden desire to win pulsing inside of me. "Seen enough?" My head was lowered, so I did not notice Jason standing in front of me with only a towel wrapped around his waist, looking down at me.