Wanita Kekar Novels & Stories

The door opened slightly and Karah peeped inside. “Are you ready?” She asked. “Almost.” I replied, getting the last of my things I needed. Karah stood close to the door, waiting for me to finish. She was to accompany me to my territory. Karah was the best female warrior in Night Walker pack. So, Aiden asked her to keep me safe. “I’m ready, let’s go.” I said, hanging my bag over my shoulder and sliding into my boots. I walked out of the room and Karah followed behind me.

She needed a little bit of money. "How much do you need?" He asked, bringing out a checkbook from his drawer. The woman put up her palm as if to shut him up, "I don't need your charity. I just want to work." Nathan was astounded by her boldness yet pleased that she wasn't lazy. "Mrs..." Nathan said trying to get her to say her name. "Bianca." She chipped in. "Thanks. Mrs..." "Miss!" She corrected. "Sorry, Miss Bianca, we don't have a job right now for you but not to worry, I can arrange something."

In the end, the Karainas chose a relatively young woman named Seika as their leader. She had to be around thirty-nine years old. With her head cut short and her broad back, anyone would confuse her with a man if they saw her from behind. There was not an ounce of fat or curves on her body; she was all muscle.

Judging by the woman's demeanor, Calla deduced that she had to be Wanda. The next moment, Wanda walked up to Calla, and Faith stepped forward to push Natasha aside, who had been supporting Calla. Wanda cornered Calla, pointing at her face. "I've seen too many women like you who try to climb the social ladder by seducing wealthy, successful men. But do you even realize your own worth? Apart from a somewhat youthful appearance, what else do you have? You're utterly superficial!" Calla couldn't hear anything Wanda was saying. She opened her mouth and shouted, "You have no right to hit me, no matter what your reason is!"

After a moment, the door swings open to reveal a woman who instantly commands attention despite her unassuming appearance. Karina appears to be in her mid-forties, with streaks of premature silver in dark hair pulled back in a practical braid. Her most striking feature is her eyes, the exact color of the black granite surrounding her home—not merely dark but possessing depth that seems to absorb light rather than reflect it. She wears simple clothing suited to healing work, with numerous pouches attached to a belt around her waist. "So," she says without greeting, "the prince sent you to soften me up. At least he had the sense to send another healer rather than some royal diplomat with empty

Pushing at the oversized woman with a power that surprised the A****n warrior, Kendra hissed, “Get away from me. You tricked me. There’s no A****n sex secret for long life, is there?” Although Kendra had managed to shift Marta, the warrior woman was not only strong, but had the advantage of being on top. Pinning Kendra onto her back, Marta held her shoulder down with one hand while the other groped and kneaded a breast. With her face just inches from Kendra, she grinned. “Nope.” “You’re not in your seventies either, are you?” Kendra spat. “Oh, I am that,” the woman admitted. “I was born an A****n. We live a long, long time, my gullible friend.”

Many were getting maimed or slaughtered by older, battle hardy males who were hoarding females. I was never worried about being hoarded by such males. Nobody wanted to square off with Remus. He had even frightened the two friends I had made into staying back. Kita would then speak to me through the woodline, under scrutinizing glare of Remus. Remus had never favored Kita, who was a rogue male. Kita was female crazy and eccentric. Too full of life and not enough of sense, Remus would say.

Karina says with a smile and we nod. We had seen that in her file and thought that was also another reason she would make a good omega. Nurturing children had to have been good experience. When we reach her small home Karina knocks excitedly and Mrs. Harris opens the door her smile doesn't disappear the instant she sees us. "King Atticus, Karina, how can I help you," she asks and we take time to look her over as Karina answers. She is the oldest of the candidates at seventy-one years old, but she seems fit and healthy. Her gray hair is long and thick. Her build is more muscular than Mrs. Frost and her blue eyes seem kind. All in all, we hope she accepts.

Who was she and what was her motive? However, her memories suddenly surfaced. Although she had never seen this woman before, she knew her from Nathan's story. She frowned. So this was the woman who disappeared a few years ago and was rumored to be dead. Carolina, Karenina's cousin, Rylan's first love. Rylan fell in love with Carolina as soon as he saw her, while Karenina secretly harbored feelings for the same man, knowing that he loved her own cousin. Many consider Karenina and Carolina to be twins because of their striking facial resemblance, which makes them almost indistinguishable. Only their personalities differ. Carolina is the more reserved and loner type, while Karenina is an outgoi

Her subconscious mocked her. "It wasn't easy for me, you wouldn't understand until you hear how people talk about us. How humans talk about us. They see us as animals. Weird creatures. But I liked you. I couldn't tell you because I valued our friendship and I still do. I am happy that our King finally found his mate and I'm happy for you too." Bethel said, her eyes on Aranya. Aranya blinked rapidly and stood up from the chair then rushed towards Bethel. She wrapped her hands around Bethel and let out a deep breath.