Hetalia Mochi America Novels & Stories

“B-But… Why me? I am just an omega.” Alpha Jake glanced at Mara, sensing her uncertainty and the weight of the situation upon her shoulders. He spoke with a calm and reassuring tone, "Mara, in the eyes of the moon goddess, the status of an omega, beta, or alpha doesn't define one's worthiness. The moon goddess's choice is not based on societal ranks or hierarchies within the pack. It's about a deeper connection, a bond that goes beyond what we can see on the surface."

His hand pulled my chin closer to his face, and just then, he leaned in closer to my ear, cold shivers coursing through my nerves. “I own you now, Mate!” He pulled back slowly, and with his eyes locked on mine, he smiled before letting go of my chin and standing to his feet. At this point, I was more shocked than ever. Was the Moon Goddess just playing silly tricks on me, or was she trying to make me realize that I didn't have a choice to make? Last I checked, I hated Alpha Dane so much—I disliked every single thing about him—and here I was, realizing that I was being mated to the ruthless Alpha of the Redmoon Pack.

Fueled with anger to provoke him and a newfound courage, I took firm steps towards Alpha Alec, the only Alpha that seemed on par with Vincenzo's beauty. To get to him, I had to pass by all the Alpas and I was only three steps away from him when a harsh slap landed on my butt cheek, immediately making me freeze in shock, a gasp escaping my lips. “Wow, very soft. Alpha Vincenzo, you are really enjoying this one, aren't you? Why don't you share?” The perverted Alpha whistled loudly, cackling at his words and before I had the chance to recover from what just happened, I was pulled by my waist, stumbling in my steps as I fell straight on his laps.

He said. I swallowed the moment I saw the curiosity in Mojo’s eyes. He stared at Malric, then squinted even further. “Malric!” I whispered fiercely and he glanced back at me, “What the hell are you doing here?” “Hey! Wait a minute!” Mojo suddenly exclaimed and stepped forward, “I know this other fella,” he said and pointed at Malric, “I know you…” “Malric, you have to go, now!” I said. “Vantheir!” Mojo bellowed, “You’re the Alpha of Vanthier! A bloody werewolf!”

// A/N In case any of you were wondering *mo cher* is a cajun slang term for sweetheart or darling And so the plot thickens.....will these two EVER get to seal the deal? Happy Reading <3

“I just can’t help it, Mia. They both are simply an eye sore for me. Why are they even here and why did he need to bring her along? Carolyne asked discouraged. “Because he is Nathan’s best friend, and I thought you had a thing for Goth.” “Goth is like a rock Mia, I have tried everything… He does not even talk…” Carolyne looked over at Goth then whispered from behind her hand “Do you think he is gay?” Amore almost choked on her own saliva. “hahaha” Amore laughed out loud attracting the attention of everyone in the room. “Carolyne, it does not make him gay if he is not into you… You're maybe…” Amore bit down on her lower lip and then continued “Not his cup of tea.” Amore closed her eyes waitin

Alpha and Beta were going through. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Modudeul miwohaneura aesseonne (Everyone’s trying so hard to hate me) * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Nobody in the company would want anything bad to happen. But could I trust her? Her previous actions replayed in my mind, making me feel uncomfortable. "Thank you, Amanda. I'll do my best with this project." "So, how are you planning to meet Harrison?" Amanda nudged me with her elbow. "You just arrived in the United States, and I guess you've only heard about Harrison. He's the most famous, youngest, and most powerful alpha in the entire country. Many noble ladies can't even get a glimpse of Harrison. Do you think you'll have a chance?"

Malachi groans in a low voice as he explodes deep into my walls, but he keeps going and soon I feel my body tingle and my legs tighten as I cum and my pussy contracts around him. Malachi pulls out and lays next to me as we both are breathless. "Chloe, I love you," he whispers, his chest heaving from the pleasure we shared, and I smile. "Me too, wolfman," I sigh and cuddle in his arms, unable to move because my legs are shaking uncontrollably.