Novel & Cerita Liara Shepard

"Don't you get bored by studying all the time?" "No! I don't. Just like you don't get bored by applying tons of makeup on your face and coloring your hair all the time." Liara replied back, snatching her specs. Though they were twins but they both were a pole apart. Tiara was a famous Actress in Hollywood while Liara was pursuing medicine. Tiara was confident and extroverted, while Liara was diffident and introverted. Tiara looked no less than a model who had received her perfect facial structure from her father, while Liara was just an average girl, just like her mother. Also, unlike her sister, Liara was just 5'2, while Tiara was 5'7.

Maya’s voice was detached, showing no trace of compassion. “Liam was like a son to me!” Liara responded, sobbing in her fury. “And now he’s dead!” “A son?” Morgan asked, entering the room deliberately. His voice was laced with irony and disdain. “Of course… after all, you shared in your daughter’s betrayal just to benefit from a killer!” Liara rose from the bed, ablaze with fury and hatred. She lunged at Morgan, ready to strike, but Oliver held her back firmly, preventing her from getting close.

Lyra My father is a respected husband and father, a model citizen, a role model to the youth, and a revered elder of our pack. Yet from the first day I was born, he wanted me dead. I thought getting married to Alpha Damian was going to protect me from him, but his long hands of hatred still reached me there. And now, because of him, my husband wants me dead. My name is Elyra Forte and I am on the run. My breath came in ragged gasps, each step sending sharp jolts of pain through my body. The weight of my pregnancy slowed me down, but I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t risk being caught—not now, not ever.

I asked Sheila, hoping to make her see things from a different perspective. She nodded slowly, her eyes focused on me. "Yes, I was there." I leaned forward, trying to convey the importance of what I was about to say. "Do you remember what Lydia did when she found her mate?" Sheila's brow furrowed in concentration as she thought back to that day. "I remember her being protective of him," she said finally. "That's right," I said, nodding. "She took care of the potential threat first, even before facing her mate. She warned the girl who was trying to flirt with her mate to stay away from him."

There is no way she would choose my side over her father’s. “Please, Alpha, you’ve got to at least send some warriors to check on Luna Clara. She’s not safe with her father.” I turned my back to her to face the huge glass window where the moonlight loomed. “Where?” I exhaled, running my fingers through my hair. “Spring lake of the Vela forest.” Storming out of my office, I found Carter still standing outside. He followed me until I stopped upon reaching the grand staircase. I looked back at him and said, “You need to stay here while I’m gone. Look out for the pack.”

His eyes widened, disbelief vividly etched on his handsome features. "Indeed, Arthur," she confirmed, her voice cold and resolute. "I am Lyra Elendyl, daughter of the High Fae Lord, and I know your secrets." A murmur rippled through the crowd, like a breeze rustling through a field of tall grass. Guests whispered among themselves, their faces a mixture of shock and fascination. Some regarded Lyra with newfound respect, while others seemed to shrink away from her, as though fearing retribution for their unwitting association with Arthur.

“I’m sorry. I can’t. This is Alpha Josh’s territory. It goes against our alliance. I have no power here. The Alphas must handle this one.” She let out a sob and turned back to look at the two Alpha’s. She wasn’t sure what she was feeling in that moment. Fear? Anger? Sadness? Maybe a combination of all three. Everything bubbling to the surface ready to explode. She tried to calm herself down before it could, but it was too late. “STOP!” Her aura exploding out of her with enough force it brought everyone, except her father, to their knees. She watched as Alpha Josh and Alpha Mitchell shifted back into their human forms.

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.

She smiled bitterly and drank it. "Only Li Chen loves me the most" Chesa said not making eye contact with the man she just surprised. 'L....Love?' "They are all backstabbers, they always used me. But I kept coming back.....just because I wanted a family" Chesa began to sob making Li Chen flustered. He patted her back but it only made her increase the intensity. Frustrated, he pulled her into his embrace and put her head on his chest still patting her back.

I growled. She flinched again with her eyes wide open. "I'm glad you remember." "I don't know what you're talking about Philip. I did nothing of the sort," she answered as I loosened my hold on her neck. "Oh really? Cool. You're still not going to speak the truth right? For the last time Giordana, why did you lie?" "Are you bipolar or delusional? Or do you perhaps have a brain trauma that is making you spit garbage this evening?"