Novel & Cerita Selena Gomez Lesbian

"Yes, I am a lesbian. There's nothing wrong with that, right?" Luna stared at me for a while. I'm not sure if my imagination is playing tricks on me or if she really has a ghostly smile on her lips. She spoke later, "Of course, Miss Kazel. There is nothing wrong with being a lesbian.” She adjusted her seat. "Remember, I'm also a lesbian." "It was obvious when I saw you and Trix in the elevator," I laughed a little even though I was annoyed every time I remembered that, especially her moaning because of that girl's kiss.

Selena's family issued a statement overnight, cutting all ties with her. She had nothing left. Leo didn't want her. Her family didn't want her. Even the title of Luna had become a joke. But she couldn't accept it. Why? Why should she lose everything she'd fought for, just because that woman turned out to be a princess? She poured every drop of rage onto the internet. Late that night, anonymous posts flooded every major werewolf community and forum, all targeting me. "The so-called Blood Shadow heir was a secret mistress in the Dark Moon Pack for three years. Did you know that?"

Since everyone knows right now that Selena is not Liam's real mate, there's a huge chance that they won't be mated to each other. Though Liam's like a brother to me, Elisabeth is my actual sister. And she's our rightful queen. Seeing that Selena was stealing from her - her rightful place wasn't something pleasing for me. The worst part was that I wasn't able to do a thing about it. I was forced to sit still only to watch what would happen next. But my sister on the other hand wasn't like me. She was strong enough to ignore the mate's pull and stand in front of Liam and reject him.

I wasn’t the type to sit around feeling things about guys who weren’t even officially mine. Even if… four of them technically were. Moon Goddess, what the hell was my life? “What’s the real reason you’re here, Selena?” She looked amused—like she’d been waiting for me to get to the point. She clasped her hands together delicately, her voice dripping with charm. “I’ve heard things,” she said smoothly. “About you.” My stomach twisted. She went on. “That you’re… unique. Stronger than most omegas. You are exactly what we need.”

I said. “Selena! I’ve been trying to reach you,” she replied, her voice trembling slightly. “What happened? Is everything okay?” I inhaled, steadying myself. “What’s wrong?” I asked gently. “Liam, he’s been lying to me,” she admitted, voice cracking. “What did he do?” I asked, heart tightening. “He’s a supernatural, a werewolf prince. And he already has a chosen mate. We can never be together, he knew how much I hate those werewolves, they killed my parent” she said. “Where are you?” I asked. “Home,” she said softly.

Katrina says, laughing. Very curious, I grab my notebook and watch the news from here first. “Girls, we found out who our little ghost is. Her name is Selena Garcia, and yes, she is Spanish. She and our (no longer ours) Hunter Blanco were seen leaving the very trendy pub together at 5 a.m. Selena had a lot of fun at the pub, danced with the ace's sister and spoke to local people. In addition to being beautiful and well dressed, she's friendly. We here on the blog like her a lot."

Alana cut in, folding her hands in front of her chest, as if challenging her opponent, but Selena just laughed. "I'm not making it up, I'm just continuing our conversation about intimate relationships. I believe my relationship with Leo could be considered much more intimate without the bonds of marriage between us, and I could do it," Selena said, again pausing between her sentences. "And I'll tell you a secret that you might not know about Leo. Leo likes women with small waists, so he can hold them freely when playing a certain game," Selena said, then left, leaving Alana silent as she held an empty glass tightly.

Catarina Rosales Marquez surveyed her garden of fruit and vegetables in the windswept hills of Mindanao. The Aswang Queen of Domminga Mountains, Catarina ruled with an iron thumb, her sleek black hair like a whip, replete with eyes of black pearls that shone like a viper's.

"Selena, I think we should know more about your power. We can't keep postponing it. Mum might do something funny if she doesn't like you." "What?" Selena inquired, she then recalled what the beautiful woman had told her. Does this mean she would make Damien mark Alexandria? "Sophie, does your mum like Alexandria?" "Yeah, she does a…." Sophia stared at Selena weirdly. "Why did you ask that?" Sophia asked. "Sophie, I need to learn every single thing about being a Luna and also finding out who the hell I am," Selena said. "Why did you suddenly think?..." "The woman told me if I don't find who I am, Alexandria and Damien might get mated together, I can't let that happen, I can't go.." Selena qui

She directed the last statement at Lachesis who just stared at her with an unbothered expression. Was that seriously what she was bothered about? Selena sighed, “A kiss leads to babies. I want babies.” “I don’t think they’re in the mood to talk to you.” The figure smiled gently. Selena huffed, “They never are. Silent witches!” Selena turned around to leave but stopped halfway to glare at the sisters, especially Lachesis, “No matter what, don’t try what you did the last time. If you do, I’ll never forgive you and there will be hell to pay for.” And with that she stormed out.