Kiara Moon Lesbian Novels & Stories

'Why did Moon goddess make us mate for each other if he never meant to be mine?' At the end of the page, Kiara wrote down the words with few droplets of tears, she could see clearly. The beautiful pink page of the diary, held the strain of tears in it carefully, being evidence of the painful love. Now, Kylie AKA, Kiara was waiting for her brother to bring the food since it was a self-service restaurant. To kill the time, she took out the diary and read it.

As though my pain was just a lesson for the pack to learn. "If the Moon Goddess made a mistake," a voice called out, "then maybe the mistake isn't the bond." The hall went quiet. I looked toward the voice. It was an older wolf, one of the pack elders. His name was Marcus too, I remembered. The irony wasn't lost on me. "What do you mean?" the Alpha asked. The elder turned and looked directly at me. "Maybe the mistake was choosing the wrong mate. Maybe the Moon Goddess intended for someone else to be Alpha Ryker's Luna."

Betrayed by her mate and framed for treason, Athena, a, wolfless Omega, and daughter of traitors—has no choice but to run for her life. Hunted by pack warriors, she flees into the dark woods, her heart broken and her future uncertain. But fate always has a cruel twist in store. One minutes, she's in the woods running for her life, the very next minute, she's in the room of the most feared Alpha, who.is none other than the father of her cruel mate. The domineering Alpha king backs her up against the wall, her bones quivering from the hunger-filled glint in his gaze as he hand glides over her most sensitive skin in a soft caress. "I'll never let you escape from me again, mat

Ariel answers, looking toward my mate. "As Ariel told you, I'm from the Moonrise Coven. Even though we're not connected to the Moon Goddess as you are, she still consults with us from time to time. She had asked me to come here to assist. I wasn't planning on finding out I was mated to a lycan." Rmina says, turning to look at me. I can't read her expression. Is she happy, angry, or indifferent? Ugh, I need to talk to her alone.

said Ariel, Yesran's friend with curly hair. While Yesran only focused on the pain that suddenly appeared in her lower abdomen even though her ears were still listening to the chatter of the women. "A gentleman?" The girls in the group looked more enthusiastic. "Is he handsome?" Vivi waved her hand. "They said he was more handsome than the incarnation of Zeus!" Of course. Here we go again. "This holly molly Zeus belongs to me!" Yesran herself just snorted, could not help but laugh because of the behavior of her friends who looked thirsty for caresses. But before long, the laughter on Yesran's lips faded and turned into a painful groan.

Alpha Allison smiled making my blush deepen. “That’s what you meant when you said I was the one who told you we were coming?” I faced Maria in an attempt to take the focus off myself and the older woman smiled secretly. “Indeed, I have a special connection with the Moon Mother.” She didn’t say much else but given the look that passed between us, we were sure she knew a lot more than she was letting on. “Maria is considered the Shawoman of the High Tide Pack, her existence was kept a secret to protect her and the pack from ill intent.” Jasper supplied, looking at Maria with emotionless eyes while she simply smiled at him.

Just looked. “You’re the rumor,” she said. Voice rough from disuse. “Daughter of two moons. Queen who doesn’t chain.” Luna stepped down one step. Equal height. “I’m Luna. And you are?” “Kira,” the woman said. “I was born in Blood Moon Court. Ran when I was 12. I’ve killed three Blood Moon kings and two Silver Moon queens. I don’t kneel.” Damian tensed. Valen didn’t move, but his hand hovered near where a weapon would be.

Today, I realized how wrong I was. I walked toward the Lunar Altar. Before I even reached it, I heard familiar, piercing laughter. In front of the sacred altar, Julian held a pup in each hand, while Kierra leaned intimately against his arm. Their long shadows stretched across the stone, a picture-perfect family. "Kierra, do wishes really come true here?" Lara asked. Kierra stroked the girl's hair and shot a provocative look toward the shadows where I stood. "Of course," she purred. "The Moon Goddess hears the most sincere prayers. Like... to tell your Omega Mommy to leave us alone!"

Kiara's POV. The tears had stopped, but the ache hadn’t. I sat there, my knees hugged to my chest, as the moon’s reflection moved in the rippling stream like it was mocking me. The night was quiet now. The kind of quiet that lets your thoughts get louder. I hated that part the most. When your mind starts replaying every word, every stare, every truth you’ve tried to bury. She’s not one of us. She doesn’t even shift.