Special Ops: Lioness Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"You can feel her youthful energy just by looking at her. Alpha Lucas is really lucky!" "Lily is young, pretty, and charming. Alpha has good taste!" Sofia stomped in frustration and slammed her phone screen in front of me. "Lucas did this on purpose! He's trying to get under your skin! He's an Alpha, flaunting an Omega in front of the whole pack. What does that make you?" Disgusted? I felt nothing, not even anger. If anything, it struck me as almost comical. Through the mind-link, I could sense Lucas' emotions shifting over the past few days—from anger to anxiety, and then from anxiety to outright panic.

She is a nerdy Omega everyone picked on. He is the bad boy Alpha who hated her. Until fate changed everything. Lily Mittens had always kept her head down, hiding behind books and oversized sweaters, secretly crushing on Joe Wellington, the rude, arrogant future Alpha who never even looked her way. So when the Moon Goddess marks Joe as her fated mate, Lily is excited, but Joe doesn’t want a weak Omega for a Luna. But Lily is no ordinary wolf. She has a power that could change everything but she doesn't know it yet. Will Joe see the real Lily before it’s too late? Will Joe Wellington accept her as his fated mate? Find out in this story!

“Those who are weak must be purged from this world because they never survive,” A moment of silence was observed as I whispered my last prayers to the moon goddess. “Your eyes…..I don't like them,” he commented, “They show too much of your weakness as an omega,” His hands glided over my face, slow and deliberate, until his thumbs pressed firmly against my eye sockets. “No—please, no… no…” My screams tore through the air, raw and desperate, just as Torian’s claws pierced merciless—driving into my eyes while I thrashed helplessly.

Liana clawed at the grip, black veins spreading, trying to use her toxin. Nothing happened. "Your poison does not work on me, child. I designed it." The witch began backing into the shadows. "I wonder, Alpha King, will you find her before I perfect what Vincent started? Before I turn her into the weapon she was always meant to be?" Liana's eyes met mine across the distance. Fear. Determination. Then they vanished into darkness. The mate bond went silent. Not broken. Muted. I stood frozen for one heartbeat. Then rage exploded through me, pure and absolute. My wolf took over, and I shifted fully, throwing my head back in a howl that shattered windows and sent every wolf in the district to thei

I exhaled shakily, rubbing my eyes with trembling fingers. Everything was shifting. Collapsing into a silent battlefield where Eloise stood at the centre, and all of us, me, Damon, Lucian, were circling her like wolves around a wounded doe. The thought made nausea coil through my gut. No, I thought fiercely. She’s no doe. She’s a lioness. And God help whoever corners her when she finds her teeth again.

Alpha Tyrion had set up the traps and the nets for the shifters and he was ready with his sword for the first batch of them. But I could feel someone watching us with so much attention that I snapped my head at the direction of the cause of scent and came face to face with the largest Lioness I had ever seen in my whole life. She roared and the birds flew from the top of the tears. The monkeys made noise and i heard the smaller shifters running to the safe places too.

I find him in a hollow beneath a rock, a large, territorial male irritated by the noise of the trial. I don't fight him. I reach out with the High Priestess’s authority, a thread of violet light connecting my mind to his. I don't dominate; I push. I project the image of a rival entering his territory, right into the bottleneck. The lion lets out a low, vibrating growl and lunges out of the hollow. I follow him from the shadows, making the frantic, scratching sounds of a fleeing wolf, herding him straight toward the silver trap. I crouch on the ledge directly above Diana and Brielle, watching as the lion—a tawny blur of muscle—lunges into the pass.

The eyes of the lioness, like gems devoid of luster, showed neither sorrow nor joy, just a profound emptiness. There was no sadness, no reluctance to leave this world, and no sign of rage or threat. Finally, the lioness squinted her eyes and lay down slowly beside her cub. She was too tired! Too exhausted to want to open her eyes again. Ethan Brooks turned around and drove his bamboo spear through the python's head, ensuring its death, before calling out to Luna, "Come help," and then he approached the lioness. Luna paused, seeing Ethan Brooks squat down and lift the neck of the lioness, then snapped out of her trance and ran to help hold the lioness by the waist.

Iris on the other hand is in a normal cell. “Well don’t you all know how to make a girl feel special. Lion hunny, you shouldn’t be here,” Iris is fake and her sickly sweet voice makes me want to puke. “She is my fated mate, I was unaware of her past with King Adam,” Lion begins. “Once was made aware I attempted to get her some help. But she never got over it.” “Were you aware of her helping the Lycan Melissa with her plan?” I ask. “Luna I can promise you that I was not. I just want to protect Rose. Rose had nothing to do with her mother’s plans,” Lion tells us.

he instructed his tone firm yet devoid of empathy. Caught between her desire to defend the masked man who had rescued her and the intimidating presence of the heavily armed operatives, Lily hesitated. She glanced back at Danial, who met her gaze with a silent nod of reassurance, urging her to comply with the orders. With a heavy heart, Lily took a reluctant step back, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and confusion. As she walked towards the Special Ops team, the masked man raised his hands in surrender, showing no signs of aggression.