Livia Review Novels & Stories

"I'm not… I'm not Kael." "Thank the gods for that," Liam muttered, then quickly added, "Apologies, Luna. That was out of line." A small, genuine smile touched Alessia's lips for the first time in what felt like an eternity. "No, Liam. You're right. Thank the gods for that." The flicker of freedom she had felt earlier grew into a tiny spark. The power to choose. It was a foreign concept, a terrifying and exhilarating prospect. She could choose someone kind, someone who would respect her, someone who would see her as an equal. She could choose… Liam.

What is she doing? "Luna woods, please don't do this to me. I am sorry. I wanted to die myself, but I failed. Please, for the sake of the alpha of the pack, don't do this. It's hurting. If you want to kill me, just do it. Don’t torture me like this," Liv fell to her knees before hiting her head on the ground and scratching her arms, making me look at her in horror. Why was she doing all this? What was this all about? Is she mad or -

Meanwhile, Lucan's daughter, Light, turned her attention to me, her curious gaze sparkling with interest. "So, what's your name?" she asked, her voice light and friendly. I met her gaze, my face a mask of calmness. "I'm Lilith, a warrior," I replied, the lie rolling off my tongue with practiced ease. The others from my pack remained silent, their faces neutral, including West. It was as if they were in on the lie.

She said and once again, no one. “I hate this role.” She grumbled before taking a drink. “Alright.” She exhaled sharply. “Never have I ever slept with someone of the same sex.” Alexa took a swig of her drink. “You go girl!” Harvey and Ramirez hollered as she took the glass to her lips. “Never have I ever dated or slept with someone and kept it secret.” Luna had a shy smile on her face. Eve, Raphael and Luna downed their drinks. “Ooooh…” Martins wiggled his brows. "Who did you do it with, Luna?"

he said smiling. "May I know why you love it?" I asked with curiosity. "I love women that speak with authority cos they make a good Luna. To be honest with you, one of the reasons I chose Morgana as my Luna is because she has an air of authority and she speaks with authority. As for you, you are just eighteen years old but I can see that you have an air of authority and you sometimes speak with authority especially when you are angry," he said as I started to chuckle.

FLASHBACK 8 The female creature in the garden played around the green fields with no care in the world and with no idea that over a million spirits were watching her, especially their head. The most fascinated spirit and the most annoyed. Lucifer watched her jump around with a floating creature on the air. It’s appearance was very strange, it basically had no head just a pair of small colorful wings. The ability of the creature to survive without a head was beyond Lucifer’s mind. As the female jumped around, the two large lumps on her chest danced with her and Lucifer struggled greatly not to look at them.

Natalie looks at the luggage beside Trever, smiles, and signals him to stand. "You don't need to bow down to me," Natalie said. Trever looked into her eyes and shook his head. "I am no longer your Luna." She added. Trever sighs, and he knows what Natalie wants to say.

"How many times have you done this, Livia?" She said nothing for a very long time. Then she slowly walked over to the bookcase and knelt down to pull out a lidded crate from the bottom shelf. She fixed her gaze on Rhye. She lifted the lid and calmly set it aside. In the bin were more Minion cell phones. At least a dozen of the damned things. Rhye dropped his ass onto the futon and raked his fingers through his hair. "Holy hell, woman. Have you lost your goddamn mind?" Livia rubbed her palm over her forehead, trying to ease some of the throbbing that was battering her from within. The migraine was coming on fast, bearing down hard. She closed her eyes, hoping to stave off the worst of it. It

The vampires of her court were treacherous, political cowards who struck from the shadows. To be dismissed—to be weighed against a political inconvenience and found lacking—was a sensation she had never experienced. The defiance in her silver eyes didn't vanish; it sharpened into something focused and predatory. She watched the way he moved, noting the raw power even in his labored stride. A slow, terrifying smile spread across Liviana's lips, painting her face with a look of absolute, obsessive fascination. "I look forward to it, Lachlan Livingston," she whispered into the freezing air, the sound entirely swallowed by the hum of the ruined vault. They were the words of a woman who had just

So I did what I always did in tense situations—I tried to be polite. I cleared my throat, lowered my eyes, and bowed my head. "Pardon the intrusion. My name is Bonnie. It's nice to meet you." Their gazes didn't waver. I could feel the weight of their eyes burning into the back of my skull like I'd just walked into the middle of a battlefield instead of someone's garden. I had no idea who these people were, only that they seemed important. More important than I felt prepared for. "Nice to meet you, Bonnie," the woman said finally, her voice smooth and composed. "I'm Ren, and this is my husband Levi. We're the former Alpha and Luna."