Umamusume Novels & Stories

The kiss is deep and full of lust, and it makes me feel alive. My heart pounds against my chest, and my body trembles. I want to feel Liam’s body against mine, but I want this kiss to lead to more. Much more. My lips mold to his again, and I get really into kissing him. I’m an animal in heat - a needy little thing that craves the touch of him. But the name that Liam breathes the next second rocks my world, “Aurora...” Aurora - his real girlfriend and real Luna. The person whose body I’ve taken. Shit. What am I doing? I shouldn’t get involved with Liam when I’m not her.

“Are you really Knox’s mate, or are you just playing some kind of game?” Lydia blinked, stunned by the bluntness of the question. “Excuse me?” Ella tilted her head. “You heard her. It’s just a little hard to believe that Knox would have a mate. Especially someone like you.” “Well, do you expect him to be mateless? I can’t blame you, and if you think I’m some kind of ride-along, then I guess you’re wrong. We are a mate-blessed bond from the Moon Goddess. I’m sorry—there’s nothing you can do.” Lydia threw in the remark, which earned a scowl. She knew she’d hit the spot, but they were at a party, so obviously, they could do nothing.

She mumbled words that could cause the enemies to kneel, burn, and experience tingling pain in their bodies as Emily exerted control over her power over them. Emily’s body was glowing, transforming into a moon goddess, wearing a white dress and a jeweled star on her forehead. “Morsus...” (Pain) “Combustum...” (Burn) “Interficio...” (Kill) Emily was saying those words, and slowly, the grunts and roars of the hunters and rouges were subsiding. Her eyes darted at the King and Queen of Rouges. Her eyes were dangerous and made her shudder.

The way her back arches as she rides me. My teammates may have seen the freckle on her nipple, may have seen her face when she came, may have tasted her. But they've never kissed her tears of joy the first time they were together. They've never felt her hands caress them as she takes possession of their body. They've never stared into her eyes and seen her soul split open, letting them inside to connect in a way she has never connected with another human being. Those things are mine and mine alone. Yes, she started as a groupie. But now she's my WAG. Because she's worth it. END VOLUME 2: GROUPIE

Amy sat up on one knee, using her forearms to block Paul from kicking her in her face. Paul kept trying to land a blow on Amy and the transman became a little frustrated by her cat-like reflexes. Amy was fighting him better with her feet than with her hands, which made the assassin grind his teeth. The hitman didn’t know that he was dealing with a former MMA fighter. Amy threw the hitman off guard and off-balance when she delivered a twirling kick across his face.

Holy motherf*cking angels! "I'm not praising you. Don't be misled, braggart." He clicked his tongue and shook his head. "B-braggart?" She incredulously reiterated. She even had to fight the urge not to roll her eyes. The nerve! She was sure the mofo was teasing her, deliberately hitting a nerve. Ira even waved his hand upright as if his words won't cut through her. "It's not that I'm insulting you or what. I'm trying to entertain you, Chloe."

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

Betrayed by her mate and framed for treason, Athena, a, wolfless Omega, and daughter of traitors—has no choice but to run for her life. Hunted by pack warriors, she flees into the dark woods, her heart broken and her future uncertain. But fate always has a cruel twist in store. One minutes, she's in the woods running for her life, the very next minute, she's in the room of the most feared Alpha, who.is none other than the father of her cruel mate. The domineering Alpha king backs her up against the wall, her bones quivering from the hunger-filled glint in his gaze as he hand glides over her most sensitive skin in a soft caress. "I'll never let you escape from me again, mat

And Aronohai Misa’s best friend and wrangler. She walks past the curious eyes of the elites and clamps a hand down on Misa’s shoulder. Something only she can do because they are almost the same height— and she is the one least likely to get her arm ripped off by Misa. All I know about Amane Riko is that she is known as an alpha with an easygoing demeanor, and she isn’t known to be cruel to omegas… “You all seem to be enjoying the show…”. She might as well have sprayed teargas at the spectators with the speed at which they dispersed.

The reason why I was always ranked number one in school, was not because I was born smart, but because I had to study harder to be able to do the homework for members of the Aster Gang, who of course had different majors. This is where I am, at Gemilang High School. A beautiful place, but terrible. I stopped running when my name tag fell, a beautiful name written on the name tag made me feel sad. Kei Innaya Susilo, that's my name. It means a Beautiful flower growing on the rock. I should be as strong as the name my parents gave me. But in reality, it's the opposite of what was expected. I am weak. That's why they bother me. The Aster Gang. A group of fierce spoiled girls, and stupid men who