Nezha Gender Novels & Stories

Maya’s mom, “You know him?” Nezeira looked at Yihan’s handsome face and replied, “Unfortunately!” After that Nezeira turned her gaze towards a slowly moving figure a feet away from them. She quickly dashed towards him and within a fraction of a second held his head and gave a jerking twist which made him lose sense again. Maya’s mom ran over beside her and asked, “Princess do you smell that?” Nezeira replied, “I do.” Maya’s mom, “This is not someone of pure blood or a half-breed. He is something else.”

She shrugged nervously as she got down from the bed and walked towards the window trying to shake off the dream's effect on her mind. The same Lycan Brothers aroused Neah in such a way she never imagined, she would be eighteen in a few weeks and had never felt that way before. Neah's father was late and her mom ruled the pack as Luna. Neah was the only wolfess female in Crimson Moon pack despite her strong bloodline and it bothered her a lot especially at the taunts she received from peers.

Naomi said softly. The woman's demeanor softened. "The name is Nezetta…Princess Nezetta Estor of Nebulos. Though I prefer to be simply called Nezetta by my…friends. I do not particularly fancy the title of princess nor does my father care if I exist as a princess of his continent. And I do not know why I am telling you this," She chuckled, staring down at her knee-high black leather boots. Naomi was stunned, partly because she had heard the name before and partly because the woman was royalty. "You're a princess? A princess of Nebulos? Oh my God…"

She blurted out as if not really there, the words just flowing out one word after another. “ Nala, she was the first to be taken, a great warrior. She was my aunt, from a strong and mighty tribe, the first daughter of the Shada chief. Her younger sister is my mother, the late dragon queen.” Ziselaer continued, everything else seeming to have been forgotten about the fight, about how we were about to be butchered. The tension clouded the air, eyes bowed with shame just hanging over all the warrior’s heads. Ziselaer seemed to be carrying more than all.

Alert, Naya watched as the door opened. Grizel appeared in an instant. But what surprised Naya the most was the person behind her. Clad in a pristine white dress, Sana Azalea took off her hood and revealed her face. Then she moved forward, almost floating as she gracefully took steps towards Naya. “Are you… Alpha Prince Kael’s mate?” she asked. Naya was silent. Who was this person and why did she want to know about that? Grizel saw the hesitation in Naya’s face and said in a haste and annoyed manner, “This person here is Sana Azalea. She’s the bridge between us and the Moon Goddess. Show your respect and answer her questions.”

She doesn't speak his name when she's awake, but at night, when she dreams, she sometimes wakes up screaming, the general Nezha Zha take her and in the midst of the pirate wars, in the midst of the deaths of her generals during magical wars. One of them, is one of the generals who knows the prince in green, even those who call him Nezha Zha, think that he is an eternal teenager, but no, he is an adult with an angelic face the general of a group of eternal warriors from a galactic colony of soldiers from the fairy world. Mom was hospitalized seven times, all because she rejected the magic that left her between the worlds, in which she would have the conquered right of sex and the 7 desires of

Zoe sounded hopeful. “Getting us there is a big hurdle. I’m still not sure about being a Beta. Neither of us was raised to hold a rank. I wouldn’t want to fuck it up and disappoint your pack and especially you.” I shook my head. “Gunnar….” Zoe sighed and took my hand. “The only way to disappoint me is never to try. The only ranked members of Nebrodi who were trained to hold a rank are myself, Kat, and Tie. Kat and I were trained because, sexist laws aside, our papas wouldn’t let us be treated differently. Tie may be our Alpha, but he was born the Delta heir.”

I bowed my head on instinct. “She was on her way out after changing the flowers,” Erdem said, and the male nodded his head. “I forgot my tie bars,” he spoke, directed to Erdem. I heard Erdem’s footsteps rushing away but I did not dare look back. He radiated a very strong pheromone, and his voice was commanding. His eyes returned to me as I took a step back. “Your name, girl?” “I am Nesta. Daughter of Beta Hanniel.” I stiffened in my spot when he took a step forward.

"What did he do to you? Sister, talk to me." "So, that is why you know?" Zane questioned. Celestia lifted her head to look at him. I looked at Celestia in pure surprise. Lara and Celestia did not look alike in any way. Lara had no scent gland on her neck. Celestia was a dominant alpha. The facts contradicted each other. My head spun trying to calculate the biology. Celestia looked up at Zane. Tears spilled down her cheeks. Her voice shook with intense emotion. "Please. Do not kill her."

The one with topaz scales was named Ortinbras, the one with silver scales was named Neceron, while the last one with pristine white scales was named Celtore. They were all women. When Ellaine asked about it Finrod said, “Contrary to chauvinistic views, no dragon is male. All of them are female.” They were grouped to each dragon. Ellaine and Yntreia went with Neceron. She eyed them both quietly and after sometime said, “I am glad to make acquaintance of the pixie Princess and a woman of great importance.” They exchanged courtesy but Ellaine was left brooding. Neceron’s remark about her being ‘of great importance’ added to the anxiety she felt with Yntreia’s prophecy.