Vocaloid Leia Novels & Stories

All I could think was that I needed to get out of there. "Yes, we do need to get out of here and quick, My Human," I heard a voice say in my head. Realization hit when I figured out whose voice it was, but it was impossible. I wasn't supposed to be able to hear my wolf's voice until I turned eighteen. "Alice must have hit me on the head hard because I was hearing things," I thought. "You are not hearings, Ebony. I am your wolf. You can hear me because you are a White Wolf. My name is Leia," My wolf said.

Steady. Rising and falling with the practiced precision of a commander born to lead armies. Not soft Orion. Not the Orion who brushed hair from my face. Not the Orion who whispered reassurances at dawn. This was the Luna. The one the pack looked to when the world shook. Her voice swelled-briefly-into a sharper tone, one I recognized even through the haze. A vow. A promise. A command. My breath hitched. Even from this distance, even through a window, even muffled by the courtyard’s size-

Only my name sat there, even in tone, measured like each syllable had been weighed. “Darius.” I kept my voice even. “You drew the short straw tonight?” Frowning now, he stood silent. Duty left no room for choice Ronan moved up, just a step in front. He asked who gave the command His gaze slid sideways toward Ronan, measuring every inch. Alpha Lucien. With him stood Acting Luna Maelis Elara let out a short, bitter laugh. “Acting Luna. Cute title. Does it come with a crown or just a borrowed dress?”

Leila let out a satisfying smile when she saw that. “I am meant to be evil. My grandparents hoped that with you I won’t follow that path but you have led me to! Don’t forget that I am the Goddess of destruction and I can cause destruction in your life. Oh, only you of course. Don’t blame me for being ruthless, you cause me to be like this,” she spoke coldly and in a deep voice. Hearing this, Aiden lifted his head and looked at her only to find her eyes had a combination of three colors. Without being told, he knew that it was Leila, Amaya, and their wolf.

Sigh. Why do things have to be so complicated? “I’m not Aurora,” I say in a low tone. “I’m Phoebe. I used to be the Omega of the Eclipse pack, and Adrian was my first love. I’ve always wanted to kiss him, so all he needed to do was speak to my inner desires and have me act upon them. It’s one of his special powers.” Liam gives me a thoughtful look. “The more and more I think about it, the more it makes sense. You came back different from your coma, and...shit...I don’t know.”

Zayn caught my eye for a brief second, but I quickly looked away, determined not to let him get under my skin again today. Seven, the ever-observant second-in-command, nodded in my direction as I approached. Seleira stood beside him, her arms crossed, eyes scanning the group with her usual sharp focus. I took a deep breath and started stretching, doing my best to avoid eye contact with Zayn. The last thing I needed was another pointless exchange with him. "Oh, the princess is back." I caught whispers from my side. They were trying to keep it low, but did they forget we had supersonic hearing? Or were they just stupid?

My voice trembled. "There were nights I cried myself to sleep wondering what I had done to deserve being hated by the people who were supposed to love me most, I believed every cruel word, I really believed I was nothing." " I took a slow breath. "But you were wrong." I turned slightly, looking at Oliver before smiling through my tears. "The Moon Goddess had already written a different future for me." I looked back at them. "The same girl you called worthless is standing here today beside the kindest, most powerful Alpha this pack has ever known, as his Luna, I am no longer the worthless Lilith, I am Luna Lilith."

She looked over and studied me for a moment. “So, the rumors are true. You are High Queen Tova?” She wasn’t even out of breath. Bo was walking but his stride was long enough that she had to jog to keep up with me. I was impressed. “Yes. And you are?” “Leila.” She flipped a long, blonde braid down her back. She looked like the typical warrior: tall, blonde, and muscular. She had two swords in scabbards crossed at her back.

He hadn’t known that, then again, there were a lot of things he hadn’t known. “Yes.” Leia responded, oblivious to the look on Velkan’s face. “Poor girl was dealt with hardship right from her birth.” There was a knock on the door and they both turned to Chanda standing, with a sheepish look on her face. “You asked for me, my queen.” She murmured. “Yes.” Leia stood up walked to her. “I am going to…” His mother kept talking, but Velkan didn’t really hear anything as his gaze stayed on Chanda. The way her eyes seemed to sparkle as she listened to Leia speak, the way her dark hair glowed in the sunlight, the curve of her lips.

"How did you get that power signature? It’s the same frequency as the Great Severing." "We demand to know if it is true," Elder Mara hissed, her hands clenching into fists. "Is the Jailer back?" Leela stepped forward. Her movements were stiff, mechanical. She didn't blink. "She is not a Jailer," Leela said, but it wasn't Leela’s voice. It was a voice like grinding tectonic plates. It was the sound of a hurricane compressed into a whisper. Leela’s head tilted back. Her eyes flooded with blinding white light, erasing her irises completely. The shadows in the room stretched and warped, bowing toward her.