Mass Effect 2 Romance Liara Novels & Stories

“As far as I know, you can’t even stand being near me. I don’t need hypocrisy. What did you come here for, since I can’t go to the mansion? I have the right to demand that you don’t come here.” “Well...” Liara sighed, taking the initiative despite the discomfort. “I know you’re married to William Morgan, but... I want to introduce someone to you,” she took a deep breath and held Maya’s hand, pulling her forward. “This is the woman Morgan plans to marry.” “Oh... he plans to marry when we get divorced?” Hanna retorted sarcastically. “I don’t care about his life, what he plans to do or not do when this marriage ends.”

“From this day forth, my loyalty and love stands with you.. “Even if the world stands against us, we’ll face it together.” “Thank you for choosing me, Lia” “I do” Lianna confirms, trying to push away the memories looming on her troubled mind. Rupert…I loved you… Noticing Lianna’s odd behavior, Jasper secretly tightens his grip on her hands, prompting the former to slightly raise her lowered head. Unbeknownst to all the guests, Jasper and Lianna meet each other’s eyes, as if trying to comfort the other by their touch.

They all screamed and left, leaving Claire to materialize and sit on one of the tombstones laughing evilly. Nate turned back to Claire, seemingly angry. "That wasn't necessary, Claire. They could have died out of fear, you know," he said, dusting his robe. "You're as boring as your face. This is fun, and lie to me that you didn't love it," Claire retorted, rolling her eyes. "No," Nate stated. "It makes me wonder if your transformation shrank your brain cells that control fun activities," she added, patting her arms.

Inwardly, I was baffled but it tried not to let it get to me. “As long as you choose me, your lover, I will elope with you and kill whoever that stands in our way.” I didn’t care if he heard me or not but I promised in my mind. “Today, I’m here to confess that I have no feelings for Glenn.” He cleared his throat as he started speaking, my lips trembled. I was quite unsure of what he was saying. “The woman of my dream is Luciana and I have no affection for Glenn, she is trying to ruin the sweet romantic relationship I have with Luciana.” He said seriously before stepping out of the crowd. He bowed before my father.

Mia slowly spoke as she blinked her eyes slowly. "I.." Mara wanted to explain but she heard someone scream from behind and she knew she had to make a run for it if she wanted to remain alive. She pushed Mia roughly as she ran off. Three hefty men in Black which were chasing Mara earlier didn't even notice Mia who was on the floor and rubbing her injured shoulder. At Lakshmi's house Lakshmi's POV "Please wait!!" I yelled as I ran after the lady with my phone in my hand. "Yes" she gently turned around the moment I got close enough to tap her gently on the back.

The 3 PM all-hands meeting was already underway when Audrey Mitchell, the CEO's wife, shoved the door open, her expression cold as ice. She marched straight at me and slammed a photograph onto my laptop keyboard. It was taken in a luxury hotel lobby. A young woman was trying to wrap her arm around Benjamin Mitchell, our CEO, while he held his hands up in a gesture of resistance. "Dylan, is this your girlfriend?" More than a hundred people packed into the conference room, collectively holding their breath. The room went dead silent. Beside me, my intern, Zoe Brooks, slowly pushed back her chair and stood up. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Dylan, last month in the break r

Even our child could not save our relationship because he does not even believe in its existence. “It's pointless. Also, it's better to end things. Our marriage was like an agreement and since he has no use for me now, the agreement has ended.” It was a mistake. If I had known that I would be treated like this after the return of his fated mate, I would have never agreed to this marriage. Second chance mates after all are…second choice, not first. “But Luna…” She steps closer to me, her brown eyes staring at me, “You love him, more than your own life. I know you.” Her words squeeze my chest tightly and warm tears cover my vision. She has seen how much dedicated I have been to Elijah.

There was a flicker of awkwardness when our eyes met, an uncertain pause, the weight of unspoken things hanging between us, but it vanished almost instantly when Noah’s face broke into a broad smile. He crossed the room in two strides and wrapped me in a warm hug. “Oh, I missed you so much, Elara,” he murmured against my hair, his voice slightly muffled.

The sobbing girl. In a corner near the entrance to the bustling hall, I heard muffled, terrified sobs. "Sister?" I turned my head, voice muffled by the mask. "Why are you crying?" The sobs intensified. "...Forced to replace Lord Edmund’s fated mate... He’ll definitely notice... I’m in love with a warrior..." Memories flashed! The laborers had said Alaric’s marriage was a political union! I was substituting the political bride, while she was impersonating a bonded fated mate! This could never stay hidden!

Lyra responded in kind, her fingers tangling in his hair, pulling him closer as if proximity alone could merge their souls. The rhythm between them built slowly, a crescendo that ebbed and flowed like the pull of the tide. Each kiss, each touch, was deliberate, unhurried - an exploration of the unspoken emotions that had lingered between them for so long. Kane’s hands trailed along her waist, his fingertips igniting her skin as he traced the contours of her form. Lyra arched into his touch, her breath hitching as he kissed along her jawline, her neck, her collarbone, leaving no inch of her unexplored.