Novelas y relatos de Lesbian Sci-fi

"You're not siblings, Lorenzo. Raphaela isn't your sister, she never was." "She's gone." "Why do they all leave!?" "With the blessing of the moon goddess, I anoint you, Lorenzo, son of Berlusconi, as Alpha of the Silvermoon pack..." "Mate. Davina is your mate..." "I hate her..." "You're cursed! No one will ever love you! I regret ever knowing you! Mate, my foot!" "She is in the Twilight pack, with Alpha Aurelius." "She dares betray me." "You kill too much. You've sold your soul to the devil."

I stuttered. A chirpy blonde approached me in all smiles. “Hi, I’m Raina” she introduced, pointing over to a red-haired girl. “And that’s my mate, Sheena. We’re representing the vampire district” Her mate was..a girl? “Raina, you’re...” “I’m a lesbian” She concludes. The smile on her face slowly waxes off as she asks “Does that disgust you?” “Not at all” I say. “I think it’s cute. You two make a cute couple”

In fact, all these years, he had practically raised me as the future Luna. I lowered my eyes and said softly, "Lucian, I want to go to the Moon Goddess' Sacred Ground in three days." The air suddenly went still, and Lucian's gaze darkened sharply. "Freya, you should know what it means once the Sacred Ground is opened." Among the werewolves, only those truly chosen by the Moon Goddess would receive the summons. To set foot on the Sacred Ground was to renounce one's former life of one's own free will.

I also needed to cool down from the very hot day I had. In the shower, water running down my body i can’t help but replay the recent events. The way the Luna kept looking at me. It’s the way she was doing it! The way she touched me, running her fingers down my arm, tracing the beads of sweat that first day. Her sniffing, taking in my scent with enjoyment and lust. Even though deep in thought I could feel my cock harden and rise. WHAT IS HAPPENING!? Why am I enjoying these thoughts of her, my Alpha’s Luna?? She’s mated already! Although not Goddess mated but a chosen mate, mated nonetheless!

even the two naked women beside him glanced at Kaliyah; pausing in doing their lewd business on him. “Do you want to join us in, our little Luna?” the one on Ruan’s left side asked, smiling seductively as she caressed his bare chest with her palm. The other one giggled, and her voice was as sweet as honey. Yet, why does Kaliyah want that woman to be stung with millions of bees instead? “Don’t be ridiculous, Eva! How can you say such vulgar words to our innocent Luna? I bet she didn’t even know how to kiss our alpha!”

The wound left by the stab had already healed, leaving behind only a small scar. “You want to mess with my mind? Play with me, huh?” She continued grumbling as she changed into more comfortable clothes. “Great! This lady will show you what it takes to play a real game. She will beat you so hard that you won’t be able to show your face in the entire Lycan Kingdom.”

She's got moonglow tits that bob in night waters, perfect round globes like curled-up white rabbits with black peaks of areola and gray nipples because she's all poison and ebony eyes and milky skin. She's curled up in my closet in a nest fit for the Zu bird and sweet seraph curses and she crows and speaks the language of birds that are girls, or girls that are monsters, with scaled legs and owl wings from ancient Sumerian carvings, but she's not perched on two lions, her thin wan legs are jumping on your bed and you're throwing pillows at each other and painting her lips and talons with a pop of cherry poison. It's all fun and games until arsenic kisses and slashed throats of words fly, it'

No girls who play baseball ever complained about having to wear tight pants, but I couldn't help feeling a bit self-conscious. "You always look like you're thinking," Charlotte said, causing me to turn my head to her. The laptop screen cast a glow on her face. My heart lurched forward when she didn't look away. Her eyes seemed like they couldn't decide between green or blue. If I leaned another inch forward, not only our thighs were met but our lips too. It began to feel as if there was a magnetic pull coming from her. But suddenly I heard Stefanie's big voice as she barged into the room.

I gave her an impertinent order. Abbi Miller got up from the ground but blatantly held my waist and cried to me, "Please, Leo, you can stay with me. I really love you, and I want to stay with you. You and Flora aren't meant to be. You always want to like other people. Why can't it be me?" "In my eyes, women in this world are dead. I can't like you even if I like men!" I was angry. Looking at this woman's brazen appearance, I grabbed her in anger and threw her out.

"What kind of creature needs a High Council containment vessel to keep it leashed?" "I'm a Fringe rat, Alpha," I lied smoothly, maintaining eye contact. "Just a human with bad luck." A low, vibrating growl tore from his chest. "Do not lie to me. I felt your power. I saw your eyes shift. The Moon Goddess tethered my soul to yours. You are my Mate." "A glitch in the cosmic algorithm," I countered, my voice dripping with cold, clinical detachment. "A system error. Lycans and... humans... don't mate. Your Goddess made a mathematical error."