Green Ranger Female Novels & Stories

She’s at least six foot eight, and she’s feminine but also built like a freaking a… “I’m Lorna! Finley’s girlfriend! I am going to be a gamma soon! You have no idea how happy I am to be here! And to meet you, of course! If you haven’t noticed. Females our age from my pack are few! Not sure what Selene was thinking. How are we supposed to keep the ancient line going if it comprises all males?!” Female gamma shifter! She’s got striking emerald green eyes. Like my cousin and uncle. Freckles to boot. Goodness, she’s freaking beautiful. And I’m just, well… me.

I guess she was now ignoring me and I did not even know what I had done. "Well...if you want to know my name then you are going to have to do something for me." I heard my voice say but with a flirting tone to it as Luciana had taken over while I was distracted and was now in control of my body. I could also see that my mate was a little surprised by my eyes changing to green and my new attitude. When I Riana was in control I was being shy, innocent and blushing but my Vampire Luciana had a confident attitude and knew how to handle the men she wanted. She was a vampire female after all.

Jana sat with her facial expression stern and unfriendly. One glance in her direction will scare people away. Although inside she's screaming like a crazy fan girl. Hailey Greystone is a warrior princess! Moves like one and does look like it. The female protagonist presented herself tall and gorgeous in all leather glory. Jana now had a full description of her in person. She's a fierce woman who loves bright colors with unnerving passion.

He falls silent and glances at Indra, who stands quietly with a stern expression across her face, staring at the woman. Vimar pushes her in the side. Indra wakes up, like out of a trance. She blinks a few times and clears her throat. "Who are you?" she whispers. The woman gives off a soft little giggle. "I'm Rana,the Mistress of the Forest. This is my greenwood, and that..." She points to the Siberian jay. "... is my bird." Her silvery voice feels like it softly caresses them, and the sound is as beautiful as the woman herself.

I stood slowly. “A female,” she added. Snow-colored fur. Fights like she can see. Took down three of Axel’s men last week. Word is, she’s rogue. From Seattle. And people are starting to wonder who the hell she is.” My jaw tightened. “They’re talking about Kaliah.” Maren gave me a dry look. “No shit.” I did give her a look back, and she winced, but she was more than willing to brush off any fear she had to get to the point. I’d let her get away with it this time, but next time? She wouldn’t be so lucky.

“What if he makes me feel like that scared, unworthy girl again?” I take her face in my hands. “You, my love, are Grace Gunnar. Guardian of the Realm, the strongest of the Guardians, Luna of the Safe Haven Pack, an Alpha female and my mate. There is nothing weak or unworthy about you. HE is the one that was unworthy to be your father, unworthy of being an Alpha. And you are no longer a little girl, but a brave, fierce and powerful woman.” I tell her, pulling her against my chest.

I had no idea why, but her flashing eyes and the glow of her hair told me she wasn’t going to back down, even though her cowlick was worse than ever, no matter how long she kept her head under a hat. Between a regimen of potions and more rest, she had regained most of her strength and started to put on a bit more weight. Nora was going to leave the day after Ginevra’s birthday so she could be the pink ranger to Quillan’s red. Matt had been made the white ranger for some reason, and I was green at Ginevra’s insistence. I knew nothing about the Power Rangers, but seeing how happy Quillan was made it inconsequential, honestly.

She looked like she was in her early twenties, dressed in pink Jeans and a pink top that had the inscription; 'LUNA'S DAUGHTER. To anyone outside the pack, the lettering might have seemed like a playful or trendy slogan, but to those in the supernatural community, it was a clear marker of her status within the pack. This woman was not just a pretty face—she was the daughter of the Luna, the pack’s matriarch, and she carried her lineage with pride.

She turned and faced me with one of her reassuring looks. "Tonight you are just a girl, forget about your Alpha title and have fun." "I'm a woman not a girl" I commented. "Whatever, let's go." And I left the pack for two hours to have fun, a couple of hours that I'm going to regret forever.

Standing for about five foot ten, I felt small in my five foot four inches height. "Thank you, may I know your name?" She had beautiful dark brown hair, braided neatly behind her back and her eyes are in identical color. I wondered if it is natural or it's a product of dye to match her eye color. Since I didn't remember her telling me who she is, so I asked for her name. Trying my best not to be intimated by the two. " I'm Greta, one of the best female warriors of the Cold Mountain pack and my job is similar to Ayah and Sam. I will be happy to be a part of your training."