Novel & Cerita Lamia Stories

She is a nerdy Omega everyone picked on. He is the bad boy Alpha who hated her. Until fate changed everything. Lily Mittens had always kept her head down, hiding behind books and oversized sweaters, secretly crushing on Joe Wellington, the rude, arrogant future Alpha who never even looked her way. So when the Moon Goddess marks Joe as her fated mate, Lily is excited, but Joe doesn’t want a weak Omega for a Luna. But Lily is no ordinary wolf. She has a power that could change everything but she doesn't know it yet. Will Joe see the real Lily before it’s too late? Will Joe Wellington accept her as his fated mate? Find out in this story!

Julie was at the table when I sat down, pouring tea with her eyes bright and her mouth pressed together in the way it went when she had information she was deciding how to deliver. “Just say it,” I said. She set the teapot down. “The Lycan King has announced a formal ceremony, Luna. A mate-finding ceremony. All the women of status in the town have been invited to attend as candidates.” She paused. “The announcement went out this morning. The whole town is talking about it.” I reached for my cup. “When.” “In three days time.” I nodded and sipped my tea and looked out of the window and immediately thought about the encounter and the kiss from the temple a couple of

RALIA That night I had a bad dream. I saw a little boy being tied up and tortured by a group of werewolves. He cried and pleaded for mercy but they wouldn’t listen, they continued torturing him ruthlessly. They used hot metals to burn his skin after tearing his flesh with their claws. I felt so much pity for the young lad, wishing I could take away his pain. That little boy who was tied up and being tortured, letting out agonizing screams which fell on deaf ears is Lesley.

Leon glanced at her and said with resentment, "A perpetrator seizing what doesn't belong to him. It's just karma!" At that time, he was predicted to be her mate. Layla had some affection for the useless guy she taught and took in. But she was also a future tribal leader with mature thoughts. She made it clear to him that as long as Leon didn't want it, she was willing to cut off her own gland, an organ that wolves use to create offspring together. It releases hormones that attract each other, increasing the reproductive rate. But Leon said he was willing to do it for love.

“Is that enough, or do I need to list off another crime she committed?” Rox looks at me with suppressed anger. I glance at Damian and Myra. “Those two… they are merely not Royale and an omega but reincarnations of Damian Beaufort and Myra, one High Queen’s grandson and the other a poor human who was killed by your… precious Queen,” I say icily. The gob-smacked expression is satisfying until someone says, “Still don’t believe you.” Goddess! These fucking vermin simply want to turn a blind eye to everything just to secure a good position in the hierarchy.

It is said that the spiritual energy of this place is so abundant that it creates a physical form: mist. But every time Amaryah remembers the legend, she knows what this mist actually means. The lady of the said noble family who ran away is still in hiding. The gods must have seriously taken a liking to her to continue helping her till now. "Walk closely to me. Don't lose sight of my back." Lucian, after having said that, still looked a little doubtful, so he added: "Or just grab onto my sleeves." Amaryah feigned a speculating expression and looked at Lucian.

I couldn't see the point. But Olive had been pestering me to help her with some pitching and batting practice. So on Sunday after the first game, we headed down to the field. We passed the Matryoshka restaurant. Olive was talking at jet-ski speed about baseball legends. She knew every league and dates of the games. She was a human CD-room. Then there was a whoosh of noise on the footpath in front of us. "Kapitan Dacri! And Olive! Hello ladies!" roared out Mitko.

I saw a dark wolf jump toward me and I immediately stabbed the sword in his stomach before he finally grabbed me and it turned to ashes. I saw a dark witch approaching me. She was riding on the flying broom. You know those ugly witches riding on the flying broom in the movies. That's how the dark witch is but the white witches are beautiful and look young. She throws potions, which I immediately avoid and there is an explosion in the areas where the potions she throws landed. I immediately teleported to the back and stabbed her before she could face me. I saw a bunch of dark vampires coming toward me. They quickly surrounded me. I immediately threw my sword at them. My sword rotated like a

she says, her voice sounding slightly deeper and with a slight growl. “Sed si nos ignis,” the leader replies in the same language. Lyza then nods and in seconds she has a fire burning in the center of the clearing. The shadows make strange whistling noises and dance around the flames. Lyza says a few more things to the leader before walking over to stand beside me. “They are strange creatures. They fight like warriors but still have the fascination of children,” she says, watching them celebrate the fire. “Are we allowed to head down the mountain now?” I ask and she shakes her head.