Korra X Kuvira Novels & Stories

He held on to Kora’s neck as they dived into the water. Enzir suddenly felt himself holding on to nothing but air as Kora’s leg shrunk into its normal size. He prepared for impact as he saw the surface of the lake rapidly getting closer. With a giant splash, Enzir, Lankko and Kora fell into the water.

My mouth was dry. From the dais, the tall blonde woman with a knife-straight nose said, “House Valemont concurs with the House of Eternal. This girl’s arrival must not be ignored and choked up to a coincidence. She cannot be allowed to leave.” “You really think that’s me?” I said, laughing. “Because of my hair?” Korra stepped forward—her clenched fists unclenching. Her eyes held conflicted feelings as she looked from the mural to me. I shake my head. She couldn’t be agreeing with this.

The blonde-haired, hazel-eyed she-wolf stood in the doorway, a grin spreading across her face, radiating the same confidence and energy that Lira had missed so much. “Oh my Moon Goddess,” Lira exclaimed, her voice cracking slightly as she surged forward. She threw her arms around Kora, the years of separation melting away in an instant. “You’re really here!” Kora hugged her back fiercely, her voice thick with emotion. “Tobias told me everything. I couldn’t believe it. I had to come.” Lira pulled back, her eyes searching Kora’s face as if confirming she wasn’t just a dream. “I—I

Kora waits for her to comply, and although her face is blank, I sense that she is just as disappointed and irritated with her cousin and mate as I am. “Ursa,” Kora insists, her tone hard. “Now.” Whether she’s fueled by guilt over her treatment of me or fear of what will happen if she goes against Kora, Ursa nods without argument, moving into place despite how her hands shake. Her palms are slick with sweat, slipping on my bare flesh as she struggles to hold my ankles firmly in place. “Primus,” Kora leans in closely, placing her lips on the edge of my ear. “I need you to promise not to kill either one of them. We still need them. Orion…my babies…”

She asked, her anger almost seeping out from her tone. “Nothing,” that wasn't even a lie. “I'm just amuses me how you thought you can get Killain without doing anything. You know that I'll always remain the one for him, I'll always be in his head and you'll be nothing but a pale comparison to me.” I couldn't help myself. I love Luca with everything in me but Killain…he'll always be a part of me with or without this mark. “You whore!” Korra yelled, unable to contain herself. The crowd gasped.

"Kora, why are you doing this? You're hurting us, and this isn't fair. Never forget the fact that we're your mates, and we never did anything to hurt you, so you just have to let the witch show you exactly what happened to your parents." "I would never let my decision be based on the verdict of a witch." Kora heaved a deep sigh as she felt like ending the conversation and walking past Ras, but he held her back. He pulled her into his arms and pressed his lips against hers for a deep kiss. "Wow, since your witch plan isn't working, you want to have me seduced. That's weak for the Lycans, don't you think?" Kora chuckled as she broke the kiss, stepping backward.

he said softly, wiping away the tears that she didn't know was there. "He met Helena five years later and they have Keenan," She smile a little, remembering her little brother. "When I turn twelve Helena got into an accident, she didn't got hurt that bad but the driver who hit her car was intoxicated and my father just lost it." Kira pursed her lips before she continue, "He start to control everything and everyone that's around me. He checked all of their background and will threaten them if there's something that he didn't like. I've lost so many friends, and no boys dare enough to ask me out because of him but I didn't mind it that much, at least not anymore. But then last February he gave

Liora snarled and struck again, faster this time, rage twisting her face. Korra ducked, sliding across the dirt, avoiding the hit by a breath. She popped to her feet lightly. Liora’s friends laughed mockingly. “What is she doing? Is she dancing or just scared!” Liora smirked. “Fight back, rogue.” Korra remained still, centered and calm. Her wolf was focused and in control, reading every breath Liora took. “Fine,” Liora hissed. “Then die tired.” She charged, aiming for Korra’s ribs. But Korra leapt, not backward, but forward at an angle that defied expectation, and slid beneath Liora’s swing. Her staff jabbed gently but effectively at Liora’s knee, and her knees buckled.

she said, and there was the faintest hint of complaint in her voice. Korran didn't answer with words. He just walked straight to her, closing the distance in a few long strides, and pulled her close. His scarred hands cupped her face, and he kissed her deeply, possessively, like he had been starving for it. A loud caw cut through the quiet moment. Both of them looked up to see a large black raven circling overhead, its wings spread wide against the moonlit sky. It dove down toward them, fast and graceful, and landed on Korran's shoulder with practiced ease. Its claws gripped the fabric of his hoodie, and it settled there like it belonged.

But her reflection smiled. “You’re weakening,” she whispered, though her lips didn’t move. The water rippled with her voice. “You can’t keep fighting what you are.” I stumbled backward, the sound of splashing water breaking the illusion. Edward was at my side instantly. “Kora?” “I saw her,” I whispered. “In the water. She’s closer than before.” Sylra knelt by the stream, examining the surface. “The veil is thinning. She’s breaching through reflections.”