Xena Fiction Novels & Stories

"Look at us, we are a complete mess!" "So?" "So?" Stefanos was finding Xenia's answers quite crazy and bizarre, wondering what kind of lady was okay with being covered in mud all over her skin. But then again, Xenia was not just any woman. She was an Omega who steals flowers from an Alpha’s garden. Xenia giggled all of a sudden, sitting up and staring with mischief in her eyes at Stefanos who was having a hard time trying to balance himself on one elbow. "We haven't got to the fun part yet."

Emma said. Xena slid three needles between her fingers. “Do not make the mistake of underestimating me.” she growled and threw the needles at Emma. Emma caught the needles easily. “I can see everything you are about to do, Xena, even before you think of doing them. I thought you everything you know.” “You are cheating,” Xena declared. “You are using your powers!”

Not under my watch as Alpha will I let that happen, Never. XENIA'S POV The last time I felt this shocked was the day I started seeing my menses as a teenager, believe me, it was a very spectacular experience. Suffice to say, after the first day of that trance, I've kept on having strange dreams and a recurring pull to travel. The last dream I had this night; I was at a waterfall in the woods, wearing animal skin two piece about diving into the water with an approximately 6'5 brown skin tan man, he had the most amazing smile and was drop down gorgeous in a manly way, he took my hand and I looked into his light brown eyes and then we jumped from the cliff straight into the water. I never felt

Xena was despirate at this moment and her eyes stared into Jenna's eyes, hoping she would hear goodnews from Jenna's lips. "No, there's nothing I can do. A witch can do anything except make a man fall deeply in love for her. She is only able to change her appearance so he can fall in love but he loved me, he's just really violent," she explained with a sad and quiet tone. I sighed, pacing around after letting go of her shoulders. My rans hand past my hair and I began to exhale with my lips. "Are you alright?" She asked, gazing at Xena who seemed to be having a panic attack.

She pointed at me and burst into laughter. "Shameless woman, look at you! Even your own family won’t stand up for you. Who’s going to help you now? Watch me deliver justice today!" Xena glanced at the memorial portrait and then at the gifts scattered around the room. She sneered, "The person in the photo is your mother, right? And all these gifts on the floor are from my boyfriend, aren’t they?"

Xena was upset. “And what about me?” Xena sounded jealous and asked pouting. She knew that she looked very beautiful but still wanted to be told. Godiva understood her quite well and cracked a joke, “Mirror mirror on the wall, who is the prettiest of all?” “It’s me, Xena Slater, the only female among two hunks,” Xena said proudly, her head lifted high. Everyone laughed, as they left together in two different cars after putting their trusted warriors in charge of the pack.

Nina’s pov- Looking beyond my anger and my fear after Mavericks display of power or whatever that shit was, last night had stayed tormenting to my sanity. He had left like I had insisted he do but sleep wasn’t welcomed until I sensed him again. I had writhed in agony for god knows how many hours after he had left. In those hours that he had been gone I had spent every second of it in excruciating pain as the beast inside of me tried with all its wild might to be free. At first, I was fighting it, refusing its need to be released until I couldn’t no more, I didn’t understand it because by the time I had stopped fighting to keep it inside for some unknown to me reason my body wouldn’t make th

Chapter 135 Desk Punishment. Lena’s POV The morning after felt like walking through a dream I could not quite wake from. I sat at my desk trying to focus on emails, but every shift in my chair reminded me of the night before. My nipples still tingled beneath my blouse, they were sensitive from how eagerly Mr. Kane had sucked and bitten them. I had followed his instruction and skipped wearing panties today. The cool air of the office brushed against my bare skin under the skirt, keeping me constantly aware of my own exposure. It made me feel naughty and alive in equal measure.

All of it, including the lipstick I am to wear tomorrow. I toss and turn in bed, replaying the evening over and over. Rhys’s mouth on my skin, his hands on my boobs. His fingers inside me. I always thought such sensations only existed in books and my fantasies. What kind of man made a woman feel week in the knees just by looking at her boobs? Rhys Redmond, that’s who. I’m afraid he has ruined me for all sexual relationships I will ever have, because my expectations have skyrocketed. I am unable to sleep, and taking warm milk has never worked for me. Instead of whipping up the book that started all this, I replay Rhys’s movements, trying to replicate them with my own fingers.

Numb. Maybe I just want you to come back to me… ***** The tip of the fountain pen left the contact of the paper as I peered at the words on paper. I looked at the books beside me about phoenixes. I was in the royal library. Carol has started going on small hunts now. Everyone in the Xenon palace has taken a liking to it, especially Willa. Carol’s heart feather was late, so I had borrowed some books from the forbidden section of the Xenon library.