Ymir X Christa Novels & Stories

ALEXANDER Chris’s eyes dimmed as he replied to her gloomily, “Mira, you need to show great respect to my wife. She is the Luna of the pack, not you. I haven’t fallen in love with you in the past three years, I do not love you now, and nothing in the future will change my decision. I hope you can respect my choice and stop dreaming of us ending up together.” Hearing Chris’s harsh words, I realized he was truly angry at Mira for what she had just said. Without hesitation, I decided to claim him.

Then her arms were safely clung to my neck as our bodies started to move. In the middle of the dancefloor with the lights dimming a little, I pulled her closer to me. I’ve danced with many girls before, all different sorts of women including those who were really good at it that they made a living out of it, and yet I’d never felt the things I felt when I was holding Xyrra against me. Our bodies moved in complete sync and her body fit mine perfectly as it was made just for me. As if I was made just for her. It was crazy because Khrysaor was the one who always believed in soulmates, he had been the one who had spent the last ten years still believing that miracle did exist, that she was still

"What if people hate me. What if i trip and fall in front of everyone. What if..." "Luna, i know that there are many possibilities but Alpha will be there. He would never let anything go wrong." Crista assured her . Xavier walked in as soon as Crista was done with Myra's hair. She looked beautiful, the dress clung to her hour glass figure, while at the same time plunging at the neckline to expose her round plump breasts. The dress had an open back and floated to her toes with its enticing red colour.

I could not understand why she was so excited to bury her grandson alive. "She is his wife. She owns that right. Mira was in a physical relationship with Freddy. And I have a grand druid to confirm that. You never know what they did together every single time he found her. And by the way, I am Mira's twin sister, Sierra." She looked at the judicial team, asking permission in hidden words to call the Grand Druid inside the courtroom.

A familiar voice said, which made Syra break eye contact with me as she stared at who had dared interrupt her abuse games. I heaved a sigh of relief at who I saw walking towards us. Christy. I didn't know that I had unintentionally gotten close to her, and I hadn't seen her these past few days, as I heard she had gone to some gamma summit, and she had just arrived at the right time. "Ooh, Christy, if it isn't the Luna's servant," Syra said, rolling her eyes as she glared at Christy. "And if it isn't the pack's whore, scampering around, not knowing what to do," Christy retorted, not failing to hide the malice in her tone.

But she wasn't done. "You fucking bitch!! I thought we were friends!" Christy screamed, clawing at Mira's face once more and kicking her full in the chest. "Apparently not," I thundered with laughter, watching the scene unfold. I watched Christy beat down my wife with interest, and she was quite good. I began to consider if I should assign Christy as one of my warriors. She was skilled, after all. Mira however was pathetic. Her efforts to avoid the blows that kept coming at her were so weak she might as well have been a toddler. But of course I wasn't complaining.

XERAPHINA I have never experienced such exhilaration in my entire life as when Xariah and I dashed through the woods. Even the excitement of cattle roping in rodeos pales in comparison. For four long years, I have eagerly awaited this moment. The shock and disappointment of discovering that Cassius was my mate, as revealed by Charity, no longer burdens my thoughts. I am finally free! Xariah, my incredible wolf counterpart, exceeds all my expectations and is everything I have ever wished and prayed for from the moon goddess.

“Then affirm my belief in you.” To be honest, Myra’s appearance alarmed me, but I hoped that it didn’t show on my face. She forced a small smile as she sat up with violet’s help. “I apologise for my absence,” I said, meaning every word. Myra was the only person who was bearing the brunt. Damian would persevere, but Myra’s omega gene and her already weak body were suffering more.

Christa's PoV Morning routine carried on as normal, cleaning, making breakfast, going to school, and cooking lunch, being bullied, abused and so on. Oh yea, you may have noticed, I'm the omega of the pack. Let me introduce myself, I'm Christa M. Carter (Chris for short). I am currently 14 years old and an optimist. I am located in the Night Moon Pack, as for why I'm here, well since my mother died when I was 5 years old, and with no one to look after me, I soon became an orphan who was later admitted into an orphanage where I began to work and learn some skills which wasn't as bad but a few months afterwards I was kidnapped by a gang of misdeeds who plan to kill me but instead abused me for

Kaden said with a sudden pause, his eyes lost in thoughts. “Unless what brother?” Kole questioned. “Ymir had a little daughter back then. I spared her life, so now she has come for revenge it has to be her.” Kaden said, gritting through his teeth. I was a lot more curious who Ymir was? And why were they at war with the shaman witches? “So she is a descendant of Ymir no wonder her magic felt so familiar. But either way, she is just one shaman witch. We can take care of her.” Krys says confidently.