Mass Effect Tali Zorah Nar Rayya Novels & Stories

“Him?” I asked, while she paused for dramatic effect. “His name is Zayn and he is one of the soldiers working for Alpha Edward. He is twenty two years old and o my goddess he is hot. Like insane hot. Like drop my panties hot. And nice too. He saw me and came running, yelling ‘mine’. It was so romantic. I jumped into his arm and kissed him, before I even knew his name.” I started to laugh, typical Talia, the way she was telling the whole story.

“Why, Taryn?” The wraith’s claws slash, hum screeching, stone crumbling, Veil’s threads snapping. Kalia’s vision sharpens—the void-core, her orb’s light its key. “We need her!” she shouts, orb blazing, nodding at Taryn. Taryn’s blade shifts, striking wraith-claws, her hymn aligning briefly, eyes narrowing. “Don’t trust me yet,” she mutters, blade flashing, wounding the wraith, shadow-blood spilling. Kalia’s orb surges, light cracking wraith-flesh, hymn steady, aura bright. The wraith wails, claws dissolving, fleeing through a rift-maw, its hum fading. Taryn steps back, blade lowering, eyes cold, voice low. “Not my fight.” She vanishes into shadows, hymn gone, Veyra’s blade trembling, eyes we

All I know is that their emperor is called an Alpha and they do also have humans as slaves in their empires, but I know nothing about how their system works. No, I'm not a vampire. Sometimes, I wish I was a vampire because my life would have been way easier than it is now, but I'm not. If you are wondering who I am, my name is Rayne, Rayne Carson. I'm the one who learned that being gifted can sometimes be a curse.

Nyra drifted closer, arms folded, watching us with that annoying all‑seeing gaze. “The Moon doesn’t waste Her light,” she said. “She’s moving pieces faster now.” “That supposed to be comforting?” I asked. “Absolutely not,” she said. “It means She’s running out of patience.” Before I could reply, footsteps pounded down the hallway outside, too fast for protocol. Talia appeared in the doorway a heartbeat later, breathless, hair mussed from a run. A young runner skidded to a halt behind her, eyes wide. “Alpha,” Talia said, not bothering with formality. “Messenger from the capital. He says it couldn’t wait.”

-Amelia’s POV- I smiled bashfully as I filled Tessa in about everything that went down with Zane. I am glad she is happy for us both. I guess she is the only person on the entire planet who supports us right now. Tessa looked up and so did when we saw two tall and muscular figures walking towards us. She smiled and nudged my arm, teasing me slightly. I was already feeling like I was about to pass out. I don’t know why I am feeling all of these sensations but there is something different about this meeting with Zane.

I didn't need to say anymore for her to get the picture. These women had come a long way and fast since hooking up with my brothers. All except Nessa who was accustomed to the life; though Zak treated her no different than Con and Lo treated their civilian women. When she was finished patching her up I gave her something to help her sleep. It was a testament to how far Dani had come with us that she didn't ask any questions, didn't even bat a lash as she did her thing.

“All right? Cathy is the Alpha. Gracen is too young, Zayn. He’s not ready.” “We don’t need to talk about this now.” “Don’t bullshit me,” Tali says, his voice light despite the fact that his entrails are spilling out of his abdominal cavity. “My–my mate is Alpha of Eurye. I want to hear you say it.” “Okay.” I can’t swallow. An entire lifetime flashes before my eyes. “Fine. Cathy is the Alpha of Eurye.” “You take care of my boys.” Tali grunts, his eyes hazy and dim. “Promise me, Zayn.”

The battle ended with dead rogues lying on the ground. Blood soaked the grass. The pack dragged the bodies away, but their words still echoed in Elara’s head. The human Luna is the key. Elara sat on the cold earth, her body still weak from the strange light. Her hands shook. She wanted to believe it was a dream, but Damien’s stare told her it was real. He stood near her, shirt torn, golden eyes burning. “Get her inside,” he ordered Kael. His voice was sharp, but his hand touched her shoulder softer than before. “She doesn’t stay out here.”

Orion chipped in, settling on the chair adjacent to his wife's. "A hundred percent. I've seen and talked to this girl. She doesn't give off the aura of someone who was loved as a child. She reminds me of someone I used to know…" Talia trailed off at the ending of her sentence, signaling that she wasn't going to add anything else to it. "So what now?" I asked, relaxing back into my chair. "The assailant," Orion started, and I sat upright immediately.