Mma Books Novels & Stories

Sandra couldn’t stop her mind from racing. A soulmate? She was Jake’s soulmate, but how? “What is a Luna?” she thought this word or person has something to do with their kind and she has been meaning to ask Julie about it but never got a chance. “A Luna is the alpha’s mate. An alpha is the leader of the pack, and Luna is his mate. Like you will be to Jake.” Sandra thought back to London and when he rejected her.

he comments. "Right, well, it's important to the other Lunas and me. It could do a lot of good in the long run. But I'm sure you know that." "He says his Amabell wants to be our Alpha after him." "If we pass it as law and the Luna has no other children-no sons-then yes, Amabell will be the next Alpha. She may be one of the first few female Alphas, actually." My Dad asks, "And what will we call her mate? Surely not Luna?"

You've been hurt before. "I... I need your help," I stammered. "My mother is sick. I need money." Michael raised an eyebrow, watching me. "Can you help me?" I asked, unzipping my coat, revealing the revealing dress. "I'll do anything." His gaze burned through me. He stepped closer, examining me, then picked up my dress, covering me. I froze, stunned. "You think I'd be distracted by your body?" he smirked. "Your figure isn't even among the top in the North American werewolf community."

she said, her tone transforming into that of a childlike, laced with emotional blackmail. Her drastic change in tone made me chuckle again. It wasn't the first time; she wouldn't stop talking about it. After my chuckle had boiled down, I answered calmly, "I have a mate already, and you know that." My words were wrapped with chuckles. She shook her head fervently at my words, "No, no." Her voice came almost immediately, "You don't have a mate. You can't call Lena your mate. That lady is ruthless, heartless, and vile," she said with a firm voice, her voice wrapped with determination.

“He left after that. I didn’t see him again for a while. Then… he returned, carrying a gallon of smooth, fresh blood. He said it was a gift for the Lady, to be given to her after the party. I was skeptical at first, but he claimed he was a relative from her house, and that it came from her father. I—” “Wait. Did you say her father?” My pulse spiked. Malakai nodded. Cass and I locked eyes, but I gestured for him to let Malakai finish. “I believed him because he knew things about the Lady that sounded true,” he continued. “What kind of things?” I asked.

Reluctantly, I approached him, facing the expectant onlookers. His gaze, filled with repulsive arrogance and lust, met mine. Summoning all my courage, I spoke firmly. "I, Lyra Sabastian of Wildfire pack, reject you, Maximus Orion of Fable pack, as my mate,". My words echoed through the crowd, sending shockwaves not only through them but through myself as well.

I defended. “Then it turns out I got the same grades with you. ” My mind calmed down. At least she didn't beat me. We continued talking for over ten minutes so were our parents. I wondered what they were talking about. I didn't even want to know, but I hope it is not because of I and Kris. “Why don't we go to the 'LS' at the end of the mall.” “LS? What does that mean?” “Ohh! Naughty boy! It means Lovers Section. It's a part of this mall where new lovers and couples usually go to catch fun. There are lots of items and equipment to facilitate this aim. A mini cinema is available there too.”

Mia asked asked anxiously. "No, but you can watch it on W*****d studio." Lucas informed. "I never knew one could be this creative, Float is a very nice movie" Mia pauses. "I will definitely recommend it to Amber" Mia adds in firmly. "Talking of Amber, how is she?" Lucas asked neutrally. "She's great" they walk out of the elevator holding hands happily. "Babe, how much did they pay this author regarding this book?" Mia asked anxiously. "It could be 50 to 150 dollars or more but all I know is, she put her passion first before craving for money" Lucas explained briefly as they walk out of the mall discussing with each other.

Michelle stared at the three consecutive messages from him and a quirky thought crossed her mind. —Oh no, Mr. Ye is out of character. —What happened to the workaholic who steered clear of women? —He's in a meeting and still sending her so many messages. —Mr. Ye, has your image crumbled? Half an hour later, when Mr. Ye finally finished his meeting, he messaged Michelle. During that time, she had done her homework and understood the difference between Makka Comics and GreenMango Comics. Makka Comics was a long-established local enterprise, dating back to the era of shadow puppetry. Their original and adapted comics were all highly regarded, and their artists were top-notch in the industry.

“You've engaged this boy in sexual activities?” “Yes.” “How did you feel after?” “Sated. Though it's very hard to believe but it's true-” She frowned, “It's not hard to believe. It's called a mate.” “You're kidding,” I chuckled hoping the joke would pass but it didn't. “What?”