Mass Effect Women Characters Novels & Stories

But the new faces at her sides were unmistakable: — Jasmina, the Moroccan hacker with a voice like silk and hands that could start digital wars. — Renata, a former Vesper enforcer who’d slit her master’s throat to pledge loyalty to Amara. — Talia, once a Vatican spy, now her silent blade. All women. All dangerous. All chosen. “Why women?” someone asked her once, after the third execution. Amara had answered: “Because men mistake fear for respect. Women don’t need to be feared to be obeyed. But when we are feared—” She smiled. “—there’s nothing left standing.”

"My name is Amara." Behind her walk two more women. They look almost identical. All three possess white-blonde hair that falls almost to their waists. The same sapphire eyes. The same graceful movements. Yet each carries herself differently. One has a playful smile dancing across her lips. The other watches me with complete indifference. "I'm Sara." The playful one waves. "And I'm Elara." The last woman simply nods. I narrow my eyes. "What do you want? Why did you bring us here."

"They aren't stone. They're data-dense celestial barriers. If you strike her here, the feedback loop will liquefy your brain." "Who cares about the walls?" Malphas snarled. "The sister is the focus! Give me control! I’ll tear through the portal and eat every suit in that basement!" "I'm not giving you control," Elara whispered. She looked at the Corporate Elara. "You think you’re a closed loop? You think you’ve accounted for every variable because you have my face and my history?" "We have your DNA, your memories, and your debts," the Woman in Grey replied. "There is nothing left of you that we don't own."

"You've made your point, woman. We'll retreat for now." Indeed, the women in the La Xiena Mafia aren't to be messed with. As much as those in the upper echelon are afraid, so are the other women in La Xiena Mafia. The man will make sure that no one in De Rosel messes with the women of La Xiena Mafia because they are not just ordinary people. As the De Rosel fighters picked themselves up and limped away, Amethyst felt a sense of catharsis wash over her. She turned to Venna and Maureen, who nodded approvingly.

She had fair skin, slender body structure, sported wavy shoulder length brown hair and had smile that could almost make her forget the insanely horrible situation that she currently tied up in. "What's your name?" "I am Amelia-X2, or least that’s my official device code name for science purposes. I have been programmed to be your personal assistant during your tenure with the Syndicate. I am your exclusive liaison and more or less of guide for the organization just for you. I am programmed to primarily function as a remote field assistant, other models like me get programmed and placed within other industries such as entertainment, sports, and even within the armed forces. Though Federation

"She is pretty decent at the game." "Better than you!" Kai teased him. Playing as a healer wasn't easy - hence why so many healers had died after the game went from VR reality to real-world reality. Miaka had played a standard damage class, a Warrior and a knight but she had chosen to play as a female elf due to liking the look of the character at the time. "We need to ask Eigen too," she said finally, realising he was the only one with the power or ability to monitor the headsets once they were all plugged into the game world.

Too young for an expedition like this. “Maryna, Maryna Gauntlet. The Alpha’s . . . uh—” I struggle to find the right word. What even are we? “Sex slave—definitely her sex slave.” Aaron and I both turn behind us where a couple of female warriors are whispering to themselves. I don’t know if I can even call that whispering, because damn hell I know they know we can hear them. “I’m not sure, maybe a pet? A torture toy?” The other snickered.

Proclaiming herself as Alpha, was okay because there were females who ruled as Alpha but the fact that she was ruling and males were not in the pack, makes it quite off to me. "In those two questions, I'm going to answer just one of them." He kicked a rock in front of him. "There are a lot of males here than what you have been seeing. The reason is, Alpha Amora prefers females to be in charge because she believes that, whatever a man can do, a woman can do it ten times better." "For the second question, I can't answer that. She is your mate and you are in the right position to answer that." He shrugged his shoulders and decided not to push further.

Not the female due for Claiming, but my Lunas with their Beta and Gamma Females. I let my eyes take in their beauty. The beauty in their physical aspects was nothing compared to the beauty in their hearts. And it made me proud to be called Goddess by these beautiful, wonderful females. Absaline Clair Montrell, my strong-willed little Luna walked hand in hand with Janna Galhart and Alia Williamson. Beside them was my meek but determined Omega, Andrea Milton, with Alba Adams and Shilah Rivera. They were followed by my fierce female, Nadia Morrison, with Jenny Callister and Ellie Grayson.