Reyna Fanart Novels & Stories

Few pack members were seen attending to one need or the other. Reyna cat walked into the twilight. Her shadow tailed behind her, displaying a beautiful view of her body. Her slender body fitted perfectly into the laced clothing. The green coloured gown crawled on the floor as she walked, giving her a look of royalty. Her face sparkled in the dark. Her eyes color seemed brighter. A smile displayed on her lips. It was a smoke of satisfaction. No nan would be able to resist her at this point. But then, she was headed to Alan's chambers, not to another man's.

It was justifiable then for Reina to take North’s place. Gabriel took a deep breath and said, “Reina, I have some funds. I can invest in your designs.” Reina leaned into Gabriel’s embrace weakly. “Thank you, Gabe.” After Gabriel walked off, Reina immediately made a phone call. It was quickly picked up. “Reina, what is it?” Reina intentionally asked, “Reagan, does Ms. Star have a friend named North Myers?” Reagan Soberano frowned. “North Myers? I haven’t heard of her.”

Secretly, Caitlyn prayed and hoped for an opportunity to show off as his partner to suffice again. She missed being close to him. She missed the body contact, his eyes, and his succulent lips. "Mr. King just arrived," Hannah's voice jolted her out of her thoughts. She nodded with a warm smile as a response. She had instructed the lady to inform her of Martin's arrival as soon as he does. She stood up, her smile never leaving her face, and adjusted her shirt, even though it needed none. She tucked it into her trousers neatly and sat down, then opened her bag and brought out her makeup kits, did a little touch-up on her face, and gave a contented smile at her reflection in the small hand mirro

Reyna loved meeting her fans, until she faced a series of attacks when she went out unguarded, no matter how she wanted to live normal fame had come with its disadvantages. Jones watched as Reyna pulled off her helmet, the sun rays made her skin and beautiful red hair shine and the way she shook her head around gently trying to rearrange her hair made her look like a goddess. She was just so perfectly beautiful. “I hate it when you stare like that.” Reyna frowned. “I am not going to hide the fact that I find you very beautiful, Reyna.” Jones complimented. “So do I.” Someone said from the shadows.

Then she turned around to look away from him and exhaled heavily, “ You are not good enough for her, she has gone through so much but she is willing to trust you. But you are different, you don’t want to step out of the shadow that had always been hovering over your heart. I don’t see the point in trying to drag this any further, make a choice brother.” Shimmying into her red strapless dress later that evening, Reyna glanced at herself in the full-length mirror in Cain’s room. Her neutral makeup coupled with red stilettos made her look like a walking siren. She has gone a little out of the length by tying to tame her bushy blonde hair that stuck around her head like a mane and curled it nic

She saw his scowl, but his gaze snapped to her and his features softened. Reyna pasted a broad smile on her face and kept her gaze trained on him. Because if she saw the others, she might go berserk. Most definitely, she might tear one particular female limb to limb. She didn't think the crowd would appreciate that. Freya straightened. Her lips forming a smirk, their gazes locked briefly. Reyna ignored the bristled furs and low growls, walking past them with her head held high. Aluxious' intense gaze ran over her small frame and she saw his desire. His lips quirked to the side on seeing the display of his mark.

Axel approached Reina and stood in front of her, trying to gauge her intentions. Reina groaned in exasperation. "I don't know why you have to ruin my mood with your foul face." Axel remained silent, taking in Reina's appearance. She wore a long, elegant dark blue body-con dress that accentuated her figure, with a daring thigh-high slit. She wore a simple diamond necklace and her hair was styled in a French twist, with a few loose curls framing her face. A dark blue butterfly pin adorned her hair, and she completed the look with ankle strapped heels.

Reyna smiled slowly, leaning slightly onto the table with the confidence of someone fully aware of her effect on people. “Yes, you.” Jules stared. Elyon gasped dramatically through the phone. “Oh my God,” he whispered. “A rich lesbian has entered the chat.” Reyna took my phone right out of my hand before turning the camera toward herself with a grin so confident it practically screamed old money and poor decision-making. “The rich billionaire lesbian,” she corrected smoothly while looking directly into the screen at Elyon. “Please address me properly.” Elyon gasped dramatically. “Oh my God, she’s hot and self-aware.”

Ayira peeked up at the reaper and grinned slightly at him trying to frighten her. "You look like the skeleton in the movie Ghost Rider," she mumbled softly in humor. Deagon huffed angrily and brushed his black pants off as he stood, changing his face to his normal self. Ayira followed and looked up into the surprisingly attractive face of death. Her eyes traveled over his chiseled jaw, high cheekbones and stunning light cAyiratal blue eyes. Deagon's eyes shined against his contrasting black eyelashes, brows and hair. He was literally drop dead gorgeous and currently looking down at Margaret until she started explaining that he was in error.

Ryan break this pictu- My eyes get terrifically wide as I see the playboy swimsuit calendar on his table. The girl in the bikini is Kelly Clawford, the model I slept with last week. Is he into girls? Is he straight? I ask myself. My wolf is swimming in jealousy, envying the calendar bikini girl. Ryan, tear this calendar and that dog's picture, break all the computers and tables. Dakota screams in my head. "I have an extra if you like it this much." I knew who said that because my heartbeats instantly fasten hearing his smug voice. I turn my head, glaring at my mate. Does this human even know who I am?