Tiara Anime Novels & Stories

" Well, I really hope I don't because I want you to defile my orders so I can get to teach you what exactly it feels to defile me, so let's see what you will do now that you are back." " You are scared, aren't you? That all I have to do is show up with some sorry tale and she will want me back?" " She? You mean Tiara?" That was exactly what they were scared of, to Tiara, he hadn't done any damage aside from being verbal and even when it was supposed to hurt more, Tiara might not see that as much of a big deal and instead decides to forgive him especially now that she had her kids and knew what exactly it felt like.

"Don't you get bored by studying all the time?" "No! I don't. Just like you don't get bored by applying tons of makeup on your face and coloring your hair all the time." Liara replied back, snatching her specs. Though they were twins but they both were a pole apart. Tiara was a famous Actress in Hollywood while Liara was pursuing medicine. Tiara was confident and extroverted, while Liara was diffident and introverted. Tiara looked no less than a model who had received her perfect facial structure from her father, while Liara was just an average girl, just like her mother. Also, unlike her sister, Liara was just 5'2, while Tiara was 5'7.

Arielle tied Tiara up and put her in a corner of the hot room, while playing with her phone and constantly commenting on the very good features it's got from the other ones. Tiara manages to use her tied fingers to loosen the rope on her legs and sighs victoriously as the blood rushes back to her lower legs. Suddenly, Arielle peeks out. Tiara stops moving, alarmed and scared that she's been caught and will probably get slapped and retied again. Arielle just eyes her. "What's your password again? I forgot." Relieved that it's just that, Tiara mumbles her password to Arielle. "Queen Tiara with Tiara all in capital letters."

“I am not going to waste my precious time thinking about that D*** head. I have more important things to do.” She was right. Now, that Tiara was born our work was about to increase. There was no scarcity of people who would try to take Tiara away… ASLAN’S POV “Hey, brother! Where have you been? Did you meet Tiara yet? She is a mirror image of little Tyson!” Zarina chirped as she bounded into the study. “Not exactly, I have been busy,” I said, picking up a book and browsing through the pages. She snatched the book away from me forcing me to look at her.

“Your new friend. And guess what? He is also a werewolf like you. Did you tell me that you want one because Lee doesn’t play with you and Calvin (Tiara’s five years older brother) isn’t of your age?” “Wow!!!!” Tiara squealed loudly because she wanted someone like her between the human friends. She looked at Wylder with excitement, “Hi, I’m Tiara.” She said, forwarding her hand toward him for a handshake. “Wylder. My name is Wylder.” With that, he grabbed her hand instead of handshaking with her. “You held my hand.” Tiara pointed out. “Didn’t you forward your hand toward me to hold it?” Wylder asked innocently. While hearing his question, Tiara giggled softly.

Tiara stands where Talia is. Silver armour covers her body, sharp and smooth. Her hair glows like the moon. Her voice carries the weight of many lifetimes. She pulls a sword made of light from the air. Marlik doesn't stop even after seeing Talia's transformation. His arms stretch out like claws. Behind him, the spirit warriors from the creature begin crawling out of the hole. They are pale, with eyes like open wounds, and they do not speak. They rush after Marlik. Tiara meets them with speed. Her blade slices through the air. It cuts through three spirit warriors at once. They dissolve into smoke. She turns and blocks Marlik's strike.

“Sebastian was murdered and the wolves think the vampires did it. Quite a shame really, Sebastian was a great man and an excellent lover.’’ I knew Dahlia added that last part to make me feel jealous, but that’s the farthest emotion from my mind. Yes, I knew Dahlia and Sebastian had a ‘fling’ but that’s her past and I don’t care. “The child died thousands of years ago. How does it makes sense?’’ I asked “Titanium blue, scarlet red,’’ she pointed to Kira, “Your pet has all those physical attributes. It’s very obvious.” “A lot of human women have those attributes.’’ “Agreed, but you and I know that what she saw was a part of you that had been buried for years. Not a ‘lot of human women’ have vi

Azul explained when he told her about the amount of power he already transferred to her. Saiya just sighed after remembering his words from a few days ago when she told her about her plan to leave the village. It is painful for her to leave the place that loved her unconditionally but she needs to set her feelings aside. With her troubled mind, she closed her eyes. Soon after, Saiya heard someone calling her from below. When she looked down, she saw Cicila, again with arms on her waist. "There you are!" She exclaimed. Saiya just grinned before she climbed down, "Busted," she even whispered but Cicilla heard it.

Tiara mused, a memory of their shared expressions from the last time she saw Ragnar surfacing in her mind. "I wish I could end your life in Ragnar's presence, to see him hurt just as he's hurt me by choosing others over me. But don't worry, I'll give your lover a chance. Perhaps he'll choose me," Tiara declared before turning to leave. As Aloha watched Tiara's departure, she hurried over to help Tesla, who was still groaning on the ground. Her intentions were met with resistance as Tesla pushed her away. "Keep your filthy hands off me," Tesla snapped, leaving Aloha both amused and surprised by her stark defiance. She hadn't expected someone to be so steadfast when clearly in need of help.

“The pack, the prophecy, the kings, the bond... even fear held a claim over me. But not anymore.” Ryan’s chest tightened because he knew this was the final truth—the very heart of everything they had fought for. Aria turned fully toward the rising sun, her silver-white hair glowing like living dawn. The wind moved around her with a subtle reverence that felt less like worship and more like a quiet recognition of who she had become. She had transformed into something extraordinary, yet she was somehow more herself than she had ever been. Ryan asked quietly, “So, what happens now?” Aria smiled, free of any uncertainty, hesitation, or fear. She exhaled fully and answered with complete convictio