Femshep X Liara Novels & Stories

Heads turned toward Elara, then back to Ariana. “My son?” someone whispered. Robert stepped forward, fury flashing. “You mean to replace—” “Replace?” Ariana’s laugh was velvet and venom. “I simply recognize strength where it lives. An heir should be…stable.” Her eyes focused on Elara’s scorched fingertips. “Not… combustible.” Derek chuckled under his breath. “Ice meets fire. Delicious.” Elara’s heart thundered. The goddess stirred, molten and eager. Heat crawled up her arms, begging to ignite.

“Come here, Daddy. It’s better if I show you directly.” Matthias hesitated, eyes flicking to the lunar mark on her forehead. “If this will drain you again-” “It won’t take too much energy,” Liliana assured him gently. “Showing it from my memory is better than explaining with words.” Reluctantly, Matthias moved closer. He leaned in until their foreheads touched. Liliana’s lunar mark glowed softly with silver light as she opened the mental link, sharing the painful memories of her past life. Matthias saw everything.

she said with finality in her voice that shook me. "Why do you want to learn how to fight? You are still young to think about things like fighting and war," I said as I eyed her from head to foot as if to mock her decision. "Because I want to help you, Aliara. I learned from Hurisa that you will go on a journey again and fight when the next full moon comes." "Can you be able to learn how to fight in just nineteen days, before the full moon, Kid?" Matias said from my side who has been quietly observing the child in front of us since earlier.

"ERIKKA, I don't think I can do this." Erikka Villanueva, Ara's best friend in the whole world, gave her a narrowing look as she squeezed her arm tightly. "We are not going on about this again, Ara. We've been planning this for a long time and I will not have you back-out on me now."

Was she stupid for letting him treat her that way or had she just cowered in fear because no one else could treat her the way he had? She was a little more confident now, the reason she wasn't just a few days back was something she couldn't answer to. Fuck him, she cussed. Fuck obstacles, She was Maria Gracia afterall—a lady who had got nothing to lose. It's now or never. She'd pave her own way. She picked up his complimentary card and dialed the number on it, it was a little after eleven pm, the period ungodly things happened. A period where bonding and manipulation took place to its immeasurable depth.

She sighed and wiped her tears away before she started speaking to him. “To all of my men that have been working with me, they called me, Lady Vero of the Lilium Familia a gangster but if we’re going to talk about underground business, they call me Queen Lily because it's my sigma or my symbol. They feared me because when I say things I do them and when I do them, I made sure it does happen.” Verosha started by telling Lium about her nightlife and that she never speak to him because she was scared about how he’ll react. She was so damned scared because she was already in love with Lium.

Lianna immediately drew a sharp line between them just by saying his surname. "...happy? Do I look happy right now, Lia?" "Why wouldn't you be? After all, you're now wed to…Ms. Eridessa Joseph." Lianna revealed to the still-confused crowd as she returned to her sweet appearance, prompting another round of gasps and discourse by the information. "Eridessa Joseph? Is it THE Eridessa Joseph, that popular model from Hue Productions?" "Do you hear this?! If Ms. Lianna Smith is here with Mr. Wayne, then does that mean the one together with Mr. Kilmer…is it Ms. Joseph?"

Elias looked at her across the circle. She looked back. And then something happened inside her chest that was not gradual and was not subtle. Freya woke up. Not the tentative stirring of the last few weeks. Not the careful, managed warming of proximity to Elias. Something else entirely. Something that came from deeper than anything Liora had ever felt her wolf reach before — from the bottom of whatever she was, from the Fenrir blood her mother had passed down through forty years of silence and exile and one small entry in an old record book.

“Excuse me? What the hell is going on here?” Aria stepped forward gently, her voice calm but certain. “If anyone understands what a harem really is,” she said, meeting Lia’s eyes, “it’s me. And I know what it is to go from being an Alpha’s daughter to being a slave.” The room settled into something heavier than tension. Something honest. And for the first time since this began, I knew Lia wasn’t going to face it alone. “I never asked for your help.” Lia said, glaring at Aria.

I shook my head back and forth, frantically trying to find words to defend myself, but my throat felt completely tight. “You are nothing but a shameless whore, Kaira!” she screamed, stepping right into my personal space, her breath hot against my face. “Liam is your stepfather! He is my husband! He belongs to me, and you went out there and stole him from my own bed without a single shred of dignity or shame!”