La Amante Novels & Stories

Like her, they would get their wolves and maybe, if the Moon Goddess willed it, find their mates. Her mind settled on Damon, and her heart fluttered at the mere idea of him being her mate. But she quickly dismissed the thought, knowing it was just a foolish dream. She and Damon could never be mates. That would be a silly match from the Moon Goddess herself. A knock on her door got her attention, and she went to open it. She was surprised to see Luna Anita standing there with a mini chocolate cake in her hand, a big smile on her face. “Happy eighteenth birthday, Amara,” she said warmly, her voice filled with genuine affection.

Graceful like a willow swaying in the wind, she stepped forward with a stunning posture. When Luna Sandra looked at this face, her heart fluttered momentarily, almost thinking that the woman from the past had returned. Then, her anger flared up, realizing that Beta Henry hadn't forgotten about that woman! However, Luna Sandra, despite her emotions, was a dignified person. While she detested Amant, she didn't reveal anything on her face. She smiled as Amant approached, instructing her to extend her hand for inspection. Amant's slender, graceful fingers resembled the branches of a spring willow—elegant and beautiful. Luna Sandra then inquired about her age and place of origin. Amant spoke, "I

I declared. "I think she's pretty." Ella said. I glared. "She has the figure of a twelve-year-old!" "You're jealous." Before I could deny it, one of Alessandro's cousin, Ama appeared, wrapping one arm around my waist. She looked almost sinful in a yellow off-the-shoulder Mexican blouse with wide crimson and gold silk skirts. She wore huge gold hoops that touched her bare shoulders. I thought shd looked exotic-like a wild gypsy. "Who is Lily jealous of?"

I avoided contact with his blazing eyes. “Wow… how you’ve put the angels to shame with your beauty, miss.” The priest complimented, entranced, and I blushed my thank you. “Get to work!” Nero snarled at the priest, who immediately opened up the Bible and in less than five minutes… I, Amara Skyes, pledged to be Amara De Santoro forever. Amara De Santoro. A smile curved my lips at the thought. That sounded a lot better than Amara Salvador.

“The connection between my wolf and I has been fixed. I can shift now.” Her lips spread into a joyful smile, “sweetie, I'm so happy for you. I bet your wolf looks majestic.” ‘Have I said how much I liked this woman?’ Lea asked, preening from the compliment. I laughed, “yes…she's pleased with your compliment.” “I can't wait to see her.” “I have…” no, this wasn't the beginning. “... Amelia is Antonio's daughter.” “What?!...” Marenza’s eyes were wide with shock, “...then, that means…”

I turn to Micheal and say "Help me explain this? Without freaking him out?" Micheal nods and says "Okay, well the first thing that you should know is that the Amore are basicly the same thing as a soulmate. They are paired together by the moon goddess herself. So rejecting your Amore is an insult to the goddess herself. Some people may still reject their Amore, but the way that we were raised we know that your amore is your other half, you will never feel whole on your own." He pauses and then adds "Do you understand so far?"

Tony's POV "Her name is Leandra Smith. From what I can find out, is that she is an orphan. She doesn't know who her parents are, and they just gave her a name at the orphanage. She was a baby left at the door of the orphanage. I believe Dante is in love with her by the way he is treating her. He treats her like a princess. Unlike his other girlfriends, he doesn't use her only," Enzo says. Amelia bursts into tears again. My sister is getting on my nerves. Every time you talk about Dante and his new fiancée, she starts crying. I sent her to her room. I do not know why she is so obsessed with Dante.

Luciano's POV Suddenly, my own voice blasted through the speakers, reaching every corner of the hall clearly. "She's just a maid's bastard daughter. Keeping her as an Amante Clandestina on the side to play with is more than enough." A deathly silence fell across the room. The audio didn't stop there. It switched to a different recording with two female voices. Valentina spoke first. "So let's have a fair competition. The time limit is two days, and the bet is on who matters to him the most. The loser goes to the Republic of Azamir as a war correspondent."

Not a career problem but a matter of romance. Locked in the shadow of her own love for years and tightly closed the door of her heart for any man. Then the label lesbi, often given to her. No! Amanda is not a lesbian, she loves a man's long sword, it's just to do farming, Amanda has never been doing it. Nor was it because of fear of pain but because of the stupid commitment she had held firm up to now. Just want to make love with Antonio, and therefore she has only been doing make out with some random men out there.