Liara T'soni Mass Effect 2 Novels & Stories

“I will think about making you my Luna, but only because we can both gain something from it. I will get an heir while you can continue ordering expensive clothes and pay off all of your debts - I know that you’re ordering clothes that you can’t afford. You’re swimming in debt up to the point you risk losing your family house.” She shrieks, and I have to suppress the urge to smirk in satisfaction. It looks like I’ve hit the bullseye and figured her out - she wants my money. “I...I don’t only want your money!” Linda exclaims. I turn around with an arched eyebrow while fixing my tie. “Is that right?” “Yes!” Linda glares at me. “You’re a professional NHL player, an Alpha, and incredibly good-loo

I felt beads of sweat forming on my forehead as he moved closer to me. “Who is Riya?” “Oh, Riya?. She's Someone I met at the heaven’s gate before the moon goddess asked me to go back” “What are you saying?You met who?” He suddenly looked pale, flushed white like he just saw a ghost. “I saw Riya at the heaven's gate, she's the prettiest ghost I've ever seen.” Lucians fingers were shaking, he continued to wipe the sweat off his hand on his pants. He folded his fist, then released it to wipe on his pants again.

"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.

LIAM’S POV The days blurred. Since the last attack, I hadn’t had a moment’s peace. I barely slept. I barely ate. My claws were still stained from the border clash—rogues again. They came fast, clever this time, like they’d studied our patrols and found a hole in our formation. We lost two warriors. One was barely nineteen. I had buried him myself. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his mother’s face. I could still hear her sobbing. She told me he wanted to be like me. Brave like me.

"You shouldn't be walking on cold stone floors so soon after labor. Did you and Kaelen have a fight?" "We are fine, Darius," I said, walking slowly down the steps until I was standing right in front of him. I looked him dead in the eye. "Brother, tell me the absolute truth. Did you capture a female named Lyra Nightbane?" Darius’s hands paused for a split second over his leather straps. His expression smoothed over into complete, unbothered calm. "Who is Lyra?" My heart beat rapidly against my ribs. He was acting too smooth, too controlled.

I'll finally be able to breathe some fresh air. But I immediately slowed my steps when I saw something so disgusting. Making me stiffen with a very sharp and cold gaze. Staring at the two people who were kissing. "This room has a picture of my mother, the deceased Luna!" I said it sternly. That made the two people gasp in shock. They immediately broke off their intense kiss and turned to me. "Cara," muttered Aninna Smith, the former Luna and wife of the previous Alpha, the older brother of my father, deceased Alpha Dominic.

another maid answered. "She is beautiful. I heard she is very strong too. At least she is a Lycan and better than that wolf." "What! That wolf has no chance against her," they laughed. Lara stood by the side listening to them. Was this Lady their mate?

I assured her and went back to our side of the pavilion. *** Marcus pov The music dulled behind me as I stepped away from the crowd, my eyes following her. My daughter, Lyra, the Luna of Axelland. I wonder if she is on to my plans. But that is not possible. As I only let Garret know what I’m doing. Even at that I don’t tell him everything. But there are some questions I need answers about. I have to meet with her and ask her some things that are confusing me.

I murmured, lowering my head, too shy to meet his gaze. “Luna protocol says—” “I want to claim you earlier,” he interrupted gently, lifting my chin and locking eyes with me. His voice softened, filled with something deeper. “Six years ago,” he began, “I first noticed you during the battle against the Shadow Pack. I was there, protecting my father from being ambushed by Alex.” “You stood out,” he continued. “You were the only female warrior who dared to rush the front lines. Brave. Fierce. Unshakable. You left a mark on me that day.”

But not before I'd seen the intricate tattoos covering his chest, the scars that marked a warrior, and a face so devastatingly beautiful it belonged in legend. "Look at me." The command in his voice was absolute. I raised my eyes to find him now wrapped in pants he'd pulled from somewhere, studying me with those impossible ice-blue eyes. "You're her," he said, voice rough with disuse. "The rejected Luna of Shadow Creek. Aria Winters." My blood ran cold. "How do you " "Know?" He stood, and I realized just how large he was—six foot four at least, built like a warrior god. "Because your pathetic ex-mate has been bragging about his new Luna to every Alpha in the region. Broadcasting his stupidit