Rhea Supergirl Novels & Stories

I bolted up in joy, unconsciously hugging Kelly. It seemed pretty ridiculous but it was worth the wait. I looked at my best friend and a wave of fright coursed through me, she wasn't looking all happy and jovial anymore, she was full of bad energy and lingering eyes. I could feel her offloading dozens of rage aura and she could wolf out if I moved any nearer. "Rachael, you have been chosen by the moon goddess to become the Luna of the Crimson Moon Pack thereby becoming the Alpha's Mate," Sari said, hitting his bong staff on the floor.

she rasped, her voice barely audible. The men didn’t answer. They advanced toward her silently, their eyes cold and unyielding. Rhea closed her eyes, bracing herself for the end. But instead of succumbing to despair, a surge of energy erupted from within her. A scream tore from her throat, raw and primal, carrying with it a powerful shockwave. The force was immense, sending the men flying backward. Trees snapped and fell, and the ground trembled under the sheer intensity of her cry. When the wave subsided, the men lay motionless, their bodies broken.

She dropped the tray she had carried into the dining room and took off the apron she had on. She was on her way to Reece's room when someone pulled her into a room. It was so unexpected that she didn't pull away in time. It was Sarah. "What do you want?" She asked impatiently. "That's what I would like to ask you. Rhea, heir to the Silverwolf pack and daughter of traitors Alpha Gilbert and Luna Rita." Rhea was in shock and she could barely stop her jaw from dropping. Today of all day was the day that this fat cow would find out the truth about her identity?

The contrast however becomes obvious when Rhea rouses, she is nothing like anyone would assume she would be if they watched her sleep. She does not speak with meek inflection, far from it, Rhea speaks like she knows you would listen. She does not lower her gaze like most girls I knew growing up had done, instead, Rhea's defiant glare would make even the most confident person lower their gaze. Rhea walks like she owns the place, I often times wonder if she knows the effect she has. I often time wonder if she ever feels anything else but beautiful or confident or perfect.

Maybe that's what I deserve. ******** Rachel I entered the inside not thinking much about this mere conversation with Daniel, yeah it's true that he once was my best friend, someone who was older than me yet someone with whom felt deeply connected, he was someone who always protected me when someone at school bullied me, because of silence and introverted nature, even without knowing the fact that we are someone connected we were connected, he was my protector, someone with I shared all my secret, because I know he will hurt me even unintentionally. But things change drastically when my mom died when I was fifteen. I don't know from where my father, whom I never knew came in taking in his ho

Hidden in the shadows of the trees, Isis and Bibo watched. “I am tired of this life,” Rhea cried. “The suffering, the pain!” She hurled the bowl into the river, watching it drift. Nothing happened. “Mmm. Mermaid indeed,” she muttered, diving in after it. “What is she doing?” Isis hissed. Then Rhea waved from the dock, but Isis’s eyes widened. She gestured urgently for her daughter to get back in the water. “Amber’s lies,” Rhea grumbled. “She’s such a—”