Lesbian Trian Novels & Stories

"Yes, I am a lesbian. There's nothing wrong with that, right?" Luna stared at me for a while. I'm not sure if my imagination is playing tricks on me or if she really has a ghostly smile on her lips. She spoke later, "Of course, Miss Kazel. There is nothing wrong with being a lesbian.” She adjusted her seat. "Remember, I'm also a lesbian." "It was obvious when I saw you and Trix in the elevator," I laughed a little even though I was annoyed every time I remembered that, especially her moaning because of that girl's kiss.

In the days that followed, Arianna and Alice worked tirelessly to implement new training programs for the warriors, emphasizing unity and teamwork among the packs. They organized drills that showcased the unique strengths of each group, fostering camaraderie and respect. Arianna often found herself reflecting on her newfound role. As the Lycan Queen, she felt a deep sense of responsibility, not just to her own people but to all the beings in their realm. She was determined to honor Clara’s memory by ensuring that no more lives would be lost to betrayal and violence.

Levi clenched his jaw as he cursed in his low voice. “That is insane.” He exclaimed as he shook his head. “Apparently, they believe that Shea or Seline as what they called her is the Luna of the Formidable. She is a part of the rogues. And marrying you makes them mad. They thought that she is turning into our side. They didn’t want her to join us.” Tristan explained as to what had happened. “But she belonged here in the first place.” He said in between his gritting teeth. Tristan nodded his head in agreement.

"You seem new in this council, Young Lady. May I know what tribe you are representing?" The young woman's smile didn't leave her face as she stood and unfolded her fan, bowing at them and the queen. "I'm Celine Travis, Tribe Leader of the Travis Residence in Markus." There was an uneasy feeling in the banquet hall. The Travis Tribe became hellbent at protecting the possible Blood Star. They are famous at being the Blacksmiths of Demetrius, and the Wielders of Magical Swords. "Young Lady Travis, have you sacrificed one life for the good of thousands?" Queen Elisa suddenly asked.

My dating debacles seemed to bring all the women in my life together. Somehow, through no fault of my own, Veronica, Trish, Beck, Stella, and Roxie had all formed an alliance against my sexuality. One would think lesbians would welcome other women into their tribe, encourage them to explore the nether lips, embrace the love of estrogen-not my friends. The more time I spent with them, the closer we all became, which was great, except they'd united in a plight to return me to the heterosexual dating pool. I felt cheated, unwanted. I threatened to call the LGBTQ Human Alliance about their discrimination, to which they all found great humor.

There is something about her, something different. “What else are you,” I confidently ask, knowing I am right. She looks at me in fear and I let out a laugh. “Keila I am a tribrid. You don’t have to hide who you are here.” She relaxes a bit and smiles at me. “I’m half witch.” I can see Lucas’ surprise but I also see the love he has for her. He doesn’t care what she is, it doesn’t change the fact that she is his mate. “Do you practice?”

"Fight for her? Step aside? Share her, for fuck's sake?" "Language," she and Aunt Trista say in perfect unison, making me roll my eyes despite the seriousness of the moment. "The triad connection is unique," Mom continues after a pointed look. "It doesn't follow normal pack dynamics or traditional mating patterns. What happens between the three of you—romantically, emotionally, personally—will be as unique as the connection itself." "That's not actually helpful," I point out. "It wasn't meant to be," she counters with maddening calm. "Some things can't be simplified into easy instructions, Liam. Some paths must be discovered through walking them rather than explained beforehand."

"They would kill you instantly if a dark angel kept claiming to be mated to a beast" "But I'm not a dark angel. I'm a...",Layla almost let it slip from her mouth about what she truly was. A Tribrid. No! She couldn't let out that secret. She didn't trust Xavier not to tell the so-called elders and who knew how dangerous a Tribrid would be in this era? She noticed how Xavier kept staring at her expectantly, waiting for her to finish. A deep sigh escaped her. "I'm just a normal human. In my next life"

As soon as she stopped, the scene of her mate fucking in bed with her best friend would appear in her mind. "Shit! Why are men always unsatisfied. Why are they still wanting to try other women even though they already had a mate?" Triana was heartbroken and she couldn't move another step forward. Gasped, she decided to return to her residence for now. She vowed that she would reclaim her pack and punish those who betrayed her! About 100 meters from her residence, Triana smelt something weird. Its nerves became alert as it ran forward. "Grr…" When it spotted three men sniffing her clothes, a threatening growl escaped from its mouth.

“Shadowlands trains everyone.” “Cillian never mentioned anything about women Beta Warriors.” “It’s kind of a secret weapon,” Leona shrugged. “Men will always assume we’re going to be compliant prisoners, helpless victims, but we’re ready. Luna Cherish was the biggest champion of it. My papa and Beta Jackson had us all well trained. Everyone thinks we go to learn boring farming techniques. It’s actually high impact self-defence and offensive sparring.”