Rubius Novia Novels & Stories

Not to forget her fangs. As for nova, Nova was a striking figure with her dark brown skin and jet black hair. She was tall and athletic, with a strong and powerful build. Her dark hair was tied back in a ponytail, revealing her sharp, angular features. Her eyes were a deep brown, and they sparkled with a hint of mischief. She was a werewolf, and her animalistic instincts were always present in the way she moved and spoke. She was confident, charismatic, and always ready for adventure. She was fiercely loyal to her pack and would stop at nothing to protect them.

She has on a brown colored lip gloss and what I can only guess is mascara and eyeliner. She’s bring in a hefty price in the trades if it came down to that but that’s not part of the plan. Vale, Santino and I will stick to the script until they prove to be snakes, then and only then will I go ahead with my own plans for the future Dona.

Sophia asked again, still unaware of who the Brand Ambassador for their summer collection was. "Hoshino Ruby, one of the members of the up-and-coming girl group in Japan and worldwide." Karina replied. Sophia's eyes sparkled when she heard it. "Oh, I know! I also like that girl. She has a handsome twin brother! But unfortunately, he's just a supporting actor and has no intention of becoming successful." Sophia exclaimed excitedly but then deflated when she remembered her own handsome twin brother. Karina shook her head upon hearing Sophia's statement. "Well, if he doesn't want to be famous, then so be it. Although I also know that he has the potential to become a famous actor." Karina replie

Ivory smirked when she saw Mari panicking; she smiled at her class mates who in turn clapped as she returned to her seat. The next person was Natasha. ‘Hello everyone my name is Natasha Colby, my father is knight Colby’ Natasha said. Collective gasps could be heard, everyone knew the story of how knight Colby rose to fame, he went from grass to grace. ‘I’m proficient in literature, calligraphy and embroidery’. Everyone clapped as Natasha went back to her seat. At last everyone had introduced themselves.

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Ruby replied. "So, let's make a toast, because the princess of Serenity," so Ely is also a princess. And where is it? Serenity? Hmm... interesting. Well, she's a great match for Ruby then. They are both princesses. "Is going to get married," the woman continued, "to the president's daughter, Natalia Aquino. Cheers!" Wait... WTF!

The tingling in her body multiplies when he pulls her close and leaves a kiss on her lips as soon as the judge signals him to. "I present to you the new leader of Redwood Wolves, Luna Selene Blazeheart," the elder announces, and gradually, everyone begins to applaud. Selene can sense that not everyone is pleased, but she hadn’t expected much anyway. She knows that, in time, they’ll see in her the Luna they’ve longed for.

I still know who I am with and right now, she is talking about Cyrus, and I am all too focused to even think about my state. "I knew he was a coward." She blurted out. "Why did you say so?" I asked as I hiccupped. "Well, he knows he can't fight the bond but him, being the mighty Alpha that he is, he stupidly tries to defy what the Moon Goddess had offered him." I can't relate to every word she was saying. There goes the ALPHA word again. I wonder if that is what they mean as CEO. "I can't understand a word you're saying." I told her honestly as I played the rim of the glass with the tip of my forefinger.

“It’s called a living room, princess. Not your personal yoga studio. Maybe try not hogging every flat surface with your crystals and stretchy pants.” Nova stormed over, hands planted on her hips. At 24, she was the kind of stunning that made people do double-takes—long, wavy auburn hair that cascaded down her back, sharp emerald-green eyes that could cut glass, full lips usually painted a defiant red, and a body built for sin: full, heavy breasts, a tiny cinched waist, wide hips, and a round, firm ass that tested the limits of every pair of shorts she owned.