Ladybug And Chat Noir Novels & Stories

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

It was too dark to see those hazel eyes that were the colour of the wilderness but Chloe thought she saw something akin to desire flash through them making her heart flutter like an excited bird. "Would you like me to start?" Chloe managed to get out, squirming in the males presence. "How about a drink first?" Lucas offered. "I was hoping we could talk." "Oh," The blonde shifted awkwardly, eyes refusing to look at the adonis-like creature before her. "Alpha doesn't like it when we talk to the clientele. He just wants us to dance." "Well it can be our little secret." Lucas’ lips formed a crooked smile that was as dangerous as it was delicious. “Unless of course you want to dance?”

Happily he had not had to go so far in defending his wife's honor, as beyond the friends and allies that they cultivated in society who were very useful in weeding out undesirable attention, they also spent much of their time at each other's side and when not had perfected a signaling system to indicate distress or a desire for rescue. For the moment, however, there was no need for concern, Lady Stewart had become a good friend to Elizabeth, as they tended to have a somewhat similar outlook on life though Lady Stewart was far more interested in the ton's gossip and had a rather acerbic wit, and Sir Nicholas with whom he was discussing the latest political news even as he watched his wife was

Wipe those hairy were bastards off the face of the planet like that stupid slacker Cordelion was supposed to. Since it’s a land attack, I don’t have to contend with whatever that scary as hell sea monster thing was and Madame Soublet’s doing an admirable job keeping my snowy-haired necromancer kitten and her vampire-devouring smoke phantasm busy here in New Orleans. True, I’ve no real counters for the bird woman, or the nifty fiery fox the weres brought to Cordelion’s reservoir slaughter. Absent intelligence otherwise, I have to assume if one’s in Candlewood, so is the other, which means I’m going to lose troops the minute those two get involved.

When Ceres made her move against those two, a sudden scream echoed around the area but nobody was alarmed since they all knew who was in that spot. "Oh, like I thought. They won't be able to escape her." Natasha was grinning to herself when she heard a second of scream somewhere in the woods while she was at the inventor's lab. "Lady Nat, what do you think of this micro prototype bug?" a lady wolf rogue inventor, Tanchel asked as she showed the same size of micro SD card holder on her palm. "It still not microscopic..." Natasha stated the obvious but she was cut off when the same lady answered.

Elena whispered breathlessly. But the voices only laughed. At the end of the dark corridor— a door stood slightly open. Black smoke curled slowly from inside the room. Elena froze. The air itself felt wrong here. Heavy. Rotting. Alive. Another violent crash sounded from inside. Then Roberto’s voice growled hoarsely: “Get away from me.” Elena pushed the door open immediately. And stopped breathing. Shadow creatures crawled across the walls. Not fully human. Not fully spirit. Dark distorted figures twisted unnaturally around the room while candles burned blood-red.

“I have no interest in becoming someone’s breeding whore. I am sure this comes as a shock to you because you all seem to be so deep in Noah his ass that you can smell the shit. So please find some other girl to suck on his toes and be his breeding machine because it is not me.” Lola saw everyone stare at her with shocked faces and the crazy bird lady gave her a distasteful look, “Watch your tongue young lady. Firstly, it is Alpha Grey for you and not Noah. Secondly, you should be on the floor with gratitude because you were blessed with such an outstanding match.” “Yeah, yeah on my knees on the floor and suck his dick while I am at it right?” The crazy bird lady became red with anger, but No

With the support of our newfound allies within the secret society, we set out to expose the true nature of the curse, to unmask the puppeteer who had been orchestrating the chaos. Underneath the towering trees of Silverwood's ancient forest, a battleground awaited us. The air crackled with tension as the moon reached its zenith, casting long shadows that seemed to writhe with anticipation. The creatures of the night, the werewolves, prowled the edges of our vision, their eyes glinting with a primal hunger. The moment of truth had arrived. With our hearts pounding in unison, Gabriel and I stepped forward, facing the embodiment of the curse. The figure emerged from the darkness, draped in a cl

She was very angry. "Demon woman!" Queen Katty Emerlinda murmured then waved her wand again. Her mouth quivered as she recited a spell. Instantly, the red light shot out again from her wand. However, this time, the red light spread widely around Queen Lourine Chatrine's body. Queen Lourine Chatrine closed her eyes. Instantly, her body spun like a top. The red light that came out of Queen Katty Emerlinda's wand had now turned into enormous light needles ready to stab the queen Lourine Chatrine's body. Queen Katty Emerlinda laughed, then made a shoving motion. Instantly, the needles of red light darted swiftly towards Queen Lourine Chatrine's body. Suddenly, the red light needles emitted a sou

The dream unfolded like a nightmarish tableau, with the moon casting eerie shadows upon the battleground. Chassy, a fierce Alpha, and Luna, in her Lycan form, confronted the vampire with unwavering determination. Her eyes glinted with the moon goddess's blessing, a reflection of her indomitable spirit. The vampire, a sinister figure with predatory grace, circled Chassy, taunting her with malevolent words that echoed in the night. Every movement the vampire made was a calculated dance of lethal intent, a stark contrast to Chassy's fierce yet graceful combat style.