Thalia Fanart Novels & Stories

​"Long live High Alpha Lysander! Long live High Luna Thalia!" ​The thunderous cheers of millions of Lycans exploded all at once, violently shaking the heavy stone walls of the obsidian castle with a deafening, roaring echo. Thalia was officially crowned as the highest penguasa of the entire continent. ​Yet, in the very middle of that frenzied, chaotic noise, I could feel Lysander’s gaze darken once again with a hungry, feral lust. The man didn't give a damn about the cheers of his people. He instantly swept my body off the floor, catching me in a rough, possessive bridal carry.

said Robin reproachfully as he stepped out of the green house " I just left you alone for ten minutes and you enticed my own sister , are you not afraid I will make fish stew out of you " Thalia the gothic mermaid with her black hair and only a choker with a miniature skull on her upper body , giggled and flapped her inky black tail that resembled the colour of her long black hair , not taking Robin's warning seriously at all . " Second brother .. this .." spoke up Chelsea finally

But I ruined that too. “What’s smoking?” Thalia’s voice booms through the room. All attention is turned to her. She looks like a literal goddess as she materializes, and from the looks everyone gives her, I’m the only on that thinks so. I glance at her and notice she is wearing a beautiful baby blue dress that stopps just above her knees, with ruffles at the bottom. Her hair is packed into a tight bun, bringing out the definition in her face, and her make-up is done to perfection. Once again, she is perfect.

***RENA*** “You look so beautiful,” Thalia, my best friend said, tears threatening to spill. “Don't,” I begged with my eyes, “if you cry, I'll cry and we don't want our makeup getting ruined, so please don't,” I begged and she nodded with a smile, trying her best to push back the tears. “I can't believe it, you know Rena?” Thalia uses her hands to fan her eyes. “I can't either, I mean, this isn't fully all I've always wanted, but the moon goddess has granted a huge part of it,” I said, almost teary, I also began to fan my eyes with my hands.

"No way! This is not happening!" I said to myself while looking at the mirror. Why is the reflection on the mirror different? Her eyes, were glistening purple, sculpted upon her creamy face like dazzling amethyst. Strands of molten gold tumbled out of her scalp, cascading down her back like a waterfall. Lips as red as roses, crystal white teeth, hourglass-shaped body. This girl is the perfect cover for FHM magazine or she could be the next Victoria Secret Angel! Hold on, her appearance is similar to the character design of Valeria Falsen that I drew for Callista's novel.

Thanks for the massive support so far and besides who's curious to see Alpha Galan's look on Theia's urgent gown? Support your dear author. Love, Moonlight Imagines.

“Incorrect. Thalia is very much alive and somewhere in the UK. I can help you find her if you are still looking for her. All I ask is that, no matter how things go, my pack is kept out of it.” “And why should I believe you?” Dante asked. “Because I’m Alpha Castor Georgiou.” The male replied. “And Thalia is my daughter.”

A mate mark. “I’m happy for you,” Lydia said. Thalia smiled. “I’m happy too. And Knox… he’s a good guy. I’ve seen how you two look at each other.” Lydia smiled faintly. “Yeah, I guess so.” Thalia pulled out a necklace. The pendant was a woman’s head with snakes for hair—Medusa. It looked golden, but it felt alive. “This is my parting gift,” Thalia said, placing it around Lydia’s neck. “I can’t say goodbye at the garage—it’ll break me. So remember me until we meet again.”

“I very much hope that this meeting is the beginning of a long union between our countries. May I introduce my daughters, the princesses Freanya and Alandra, with whom you have been corresponding.” “I am very pleased to meet you in person at last,” Thaelen bowed to each young woman. Their portraits had been truthful, as he would have expected, the artists having been sent from Concordia in order to make them. Identical twins, both women were blonde haired and blue eyed, slender, and pale skinned, and their bright smiles did not disguise that they were nervous about the meeting. “And my son, Harithen,” Mariphine continued, and Thaelen’s breath caught in his throat as a young man stepped forwa

She then took out several sheets of photos and showed them to Sherly. "You must know her, right?" Sherly's eyebrow rose and she said impatiently. "She's Yunifer. Why are you showing me her picture?" Thalia smirked with a sly smile, looking at the girl in the photo. This is a photo of Yuriel taken from Alvin's cell phone during college. Thalia harbored envy and jealousy when she found all the photos of Yuriel on Alvin's cellphone, the man she liked. But Alvin chased after Yuriel.