Mileena X Kitana Novels & Stories

Or will I have to choose between my pack and my mate? Mila Bălan (Tomila Đurić) - I was entrusted with this mission by my Alpha, and I have never failed him. I will not and cannot fail. There is more at stake than my pride in completing a mission. I can’t let anyone get in my way, even my mate. Can I salvage this mission? Or will I fail my pack and surrender to the mate bond?

New Book: Wish You Weren't My Fated Mate, Alpha Bolin Synopsis: Melonie longs to find her fated mate, the one who is certain to give her what she has been yearning for her entire life: love, having grown up without any. Discovering, under the full moon, that her pack leader, Alpha Bolin, is her fated mate, she knows right there he would never accept her as his Luna, much less as a mate, being without a wolf.

What did he mean by his words? Was he not going to accept her as his mate? Killian turned around and looked at Selene, “Selene, I, Killian Thorne, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Silvermoon pack, reject you as my mate!” Boom!

A voice said making her jumped out of fear. "Dude, you scared me." She sighed. "I'm sorry, I'm just taking care of my future Luna." He winked at her and she makes a disgust face. "Who are you?" "I'm Klay, the third in command of this pack." He said offering his hand. "I'm Mia, well Blaze mate, nice to meet you." She shook his head nervously. After a moment of silence, Klay started the conversation. "Do you like the garden?" "Yes it's beautiful, there are pretty flowers everywhere." She said looking at one flower especially.

Lilian turned and left to find Kate Gannon to buy clothes for Kiran. Watching Lilian’s retreating figure, Kiran felt confused about his feelings for his fiancée and sister. He loved Snow Xander, but their complicated relationship left him puzzled. Unable to solve this dilemma, he decided to focus on cleaning up and headed for the shower. Meanwhile, Lilian arranged for Kate to buy clothes and went to the rooftop alone, feeling equally confused and anxious about her relationship with Kiran. At the Moor family residence... Horace Moor, Hiram Moor, and Easton Moor were accelerating their cultivation of the Dragon Saliva’s power. Their bodies and hair were red, making them look like red-haired de

“I am Princess Selene of the Blood Moon Pack. It is an honour to meet you, Demi-Goddess Mileena.” She tilted her head, studying me with an intensity that felt almost predatory. “I know who you are,” she said, her voice soft but carrying an undertone of authority. “They call you the blind prodigy. A warrior who slays thousands without sight, trampling over men to prove her worth. The next alpha of this great pack.” Her words hung in the air for a moment, and then her expression shifted, her eyes narrowing, glinting like sharpened blades. “But I don’t care about any of that.” The air seemed to grow colder, heavier, as her tone turned lethal. “What I care about… is what lies buried deep inside

She sat opposite Mila in a black swivel chair which rotated with each turn. "We need to have a good talk," Morticia said coldly. Mila stared at her, not knowing the opinion in her heart, so she said nothing. "Let's start from the beginning. You are the winged demon right?" Morticia asked. Mila felt the urge to deny it. Although she knew Morticia must have known already, she didn't know if she could trust her. Something told her she could trust Morticia but she didn't want to risk it. "Winged demon?" she asked

She was in a simple black training gi, her hands wrapped in her father’s leather bindings. Kitana Lee was already there, standing in the center of the cracked marble floor. She had been released by the Kartel under the terms of the pact—a move that had caused significant friction within the alliance, but one that Davina Quinton had ultimately sanctioned. "You actually came," Kitana said, her voice echoing in the hollow courtyard. "Maybe there’s a flicker of the Dragon in you after all." "I'm not here for the Dragon, Kitana," Jade said, stepping onto the marble. "I'm here for the city. And for the 'Loser Heir' who taught me that even the most broken legacy can be rebuilt."

Her skin is soft against my calloused fingers. "What did you say?" I growl. She just stares for a moment before slapping my hand away. She takes a step back and starts to turn away, but I grip her arm, keeping her pulled against me. She looks at me with those big, innocent, blue eyes, her full, red lips pursed in question. "Run away, gattina," before I fuck you on this bar, I add in my head. I let go, and watch as she disappears back into the crowd, but I know I will find her again. I need to.

The president felt herself falling back onto her crazy theory of believing she was a fictional character in some little boy’s comic book. “I don’t know why I love this video so much.” Jenatrix broke the eerie silence by commenting on a music video she was watching on her phone. “I love Megan Thee Stallion in this video. She’s one crazy-ass bitch. It’s a shame she died a long time ago.” Jenatrix giggled while reaching for her purse, which sat in the seat next to her. Nothing but silence came from President Chang, Kevin, and Charles. The wife, husband, and son never said a word to Jenatrix, who kept cackling and talking to herself. “I would love to have Megan’s ass. She’s got a big ass, and I