Novel & Cerita Lesbian Historical Fiction

I said quietly:“Perhaps Prince Liam forgets—three years ago, I was pushed from the Punishment Tower. My ankle shattered. Before it healed, I was cast into the Grounds. Even now the bone aches. Today, when you kicked me again, it gave out.” I looked up, my eyes steady. “As for Alpha Cole—why would he pity an omega slave? Do you think Lily hasn’t already taken his heart?” Lily lowered her head, cheeks burning with shame. Liam, ever her shield, turned his fire back on me. “Don’t you dare stir trouble! I know you, Nina. Three years, and you’re still just as vindictive! As long as I live, you’ll never touch Lily.” Lily flung herself into his arms, sobbing:“Brother…”

Some hell are better than the others, he thought. "I promise." He groaned. She burrowed deeper into him. "I'll never leave you, Dane, you know that, right? You come first....always." Dane would bet that the whole heavens were probably laughing at him from up there. So many people have gone and fallen in love with who they never should have fallen for....but he must be the first in history to fall for a straight-from-birth lesbian who is incapable of feeling any sort of sexual attraction for a man.

And I’ll be glad to offer it. The pages are off white that have gotten darker due to age. They looked almost brown now. The writing wasn’t in English, which was expected. I opened it to the first page. It was blank. Or at least, that is what I first thought. Then I saw the signature scribbled at the bottom of the page with two simple words. ‘Your love.’ Daciana called this a history book? It seems more like romance to me than anything. I haven’t opened the inside to see the contents. But it didn’t make sense that anyone would give their lover a history book. That just seems sadistic in my opinion.

The urge vanished, replaced by confusion and uncertainty, and I pushed her away. What had just happened? Did I almost mark a human? I rose from the floor, my eyes fixed on the unconscious girl lying before me. As I lifted her into my arms, a sense of déjà vu washed over me. The way she rested her head on my shoulder triggered memories of a time long past, stirring emotions I thought long buried. It was the same feeling, the same stirring of a part of my wolf that had lain dormant for over a century. This girl, unconscious in my arms, had awakened something within me I couldn't comprehend.

"However, we have almost all covens worldwide backing us up. Who else could possibly assist her?" There was a silence among us as we retreated into our own minds. But after a brief period of time elapsed, I shifted my attention back towards my host once more. “The pressure on me is increasing every day. Not only from Cissy but also the Kingdom. The Lycans are demanding their little Crown Prince, as they named my son, back,” I said as I run a hand through my long hair. “With Xanne also a girl called Arbel, a former Beta Female from Crescent Moon, fled the Palace. She had accompanied Luna Taylor to the Kingdom because the Beta's mate had a difficult pregnancy and this Arbel was his ex.”

"Lead the way, former Mountain Ridge heir. Time to go steal some books." Despite everything—the exhaustion, the worry, the magnitude of what we're attempting—I almost smile. Three days ago, the idea of Liam Stone calling me 'former Mountain Ridge heir' would have stung. Now it feels oddly liberating, a reminder that I chose something more important than title or inheritance. I chose her. We both did. And now we'll find out if that choice was worth the cost. Together, we cross into Mountain Ridge territory, united by purpose that transcends pack boundaries, former rivalries, and conventional relationship structures. Two wolves who discovered that loving the same woman doesn't have to mean des

“But immediately you feel better, I’m taking you down here. What kind of books do you like? Fiction, non-fiction or historical?” “Any really, but mostly historical.” I replied in a more cherry voice. Her excitement is starting to rub off on me. “Ooohh, which books have you read? I bet you that I know.” “Lycan history mostly.” Her smile broadened. “I have just what you would love.”

A special train where women went to be molested. Now, Kristen didn't want to turn her mother and best friend into whores. They were faithful women who only had lesbian sex when away from their men. But they were both fully supportive of their men having sex with sluts. (Of course, for Kristen, this was all in the fictional universe she was writing about.) So she sits down and begins to pen the next story. Reality was not about to get in the way of writing something hot. Not on Kristen's perverse watch. * * *

I couldn't sleep, I couldn't even think. I went to the fire place to seat. I took one of Rowan history book and was reading it. Well..not actually reading, cause it was upside down. My thoughts clouded my head. How did I go from iris to these? How did I allow calista to come in and ruin things for me? How did I even ended up here? We all know its love, but truth to be told being a lesbian was so way easier for me than thist. This hurt like hell. I'm very sure it has to do with the mating link.

Althea stood at the mirror admiring the necklace. "This is beautiful." I laughed. "Are you okay now? You gave us a fright." "I'm fine. Have you seen Lily around?" "The doormat? I did see her. She was receiving a scolding though." "That's not nice. Lily is not a doormat she's just fragile." "Whatever you say" I spent the day in the library reading about lycans and werewolves. I just finished reading a book about their history. It wasn't very detailed. I returned the book to the shelf when the doors opened. A blue dress stood with her head bowed.