Novels by maryamahmed2315

Lianna: The rhythmic pounding of my horse’s hooves against the soft earth was the only sound filling the otherwise quiet forest. The air smelled fresh, crisp with the scent of damp leaves and wildflowers, but even nature’s beauty wasn’t enough to untangle the tight knot in my chest. I had meant to hurt Ethan, and I had. I could still see the stunned look on his face, the way his body had hung in the air, helpless against my power. I had meant every word I said to him. But now, my hands trembled slightly as I gripped the reins. Not out of regret. No, I didn’t regret defending myself. I was just… exhausted. Tired of fighting. Tired of proving my worth. Tired of people like Ethan acting like I didn’t belong, like I was nothing. I breathed in deeply, trying to focus on the soothing sounds around me—the rustling of the trees, the distant call of an owl, the steady rhythm of my horse’s breath. The waterfall wasn’t too far now. A place of solitude. A place where I could just

Edward: The moment Ethan stormed into the room, the air shifted. The heavy scent of sex still clung to the space, and from the way his face twisted in pure revulsion, he caught onto it instantly. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” His voice dripped with disgust as his sharp gaze flickered between me and Lianna. “You’re desecrating the goddamn council chamber like a couple of feral animals?” I pinched the bridge of my nose, exhaling slowly. I had anticipated his usual self-righteous nonsense, but this? This was a new level of insufferable. I barely had time to fix my trousers before Lianna, still standing beside me, turned to face him, her posture rigid. Ethan wasn’t done. “And you,” he sneered, directing all his venom at her. “It’s no surprise you’d spread your legs anywhere, like the—” I didn’t get a chance to warn him. Didn’t get a chance to tell him he was about to dig his own grave. Because the moment the words left his mouth, the temperature in the

Edward: The hall was a miserable place to be. A suffocating blend of polished wood, solemn faces, and discussions that made me want to bash my head against the nearest pillar. We’d been talking about fund allocations for the past hour, debating over statues, benches, and lamp placements like our lives depended on it. I barely listened. The moment Lianna stepped into the room, the droning of the elders became nothing but background noise. The heavy oak doors had barely shut behind her before my full attention snapped to her. She carried herself with that effortless grace, the kind that made men lose their senses and women secretly envious. My mate. My wife. My undoing. A slow smile spread across my lips, my fingers drumming once against the table. “You’re late, sweetheart.” She tilted her head, amusement flickering in her sharp eyes. “I wasn’t invited.” I leaned back in my chair, never breaking eye contact. “An oversight. Join me.” Lianna raised a brow, g

Ethan: The palace had become insufferable. I couldn't even stand it and knowing how I could be in situations like this, it was best I actually just let myself out. For days, all I’d heard were whispers, giggles, and hushed voices barely containing their excitement over the King and Queen’s newfound inability to keep their hands off each other. It was nauseating. The way they spoke about them, like some perfect, celestial couple destined to be together, made my stomach churn. Every corner I turned, it was “Did you see how the Alpha King looked at her?” or “I swear I heard them last night.” The worst part? I had heard them. Once. Just once. And that had been enough. I’d been walking past Edward’s chambers when I heard Lianna’s voice—breathless, desperate, moaning his name like it was the only word she knew. I had frozen, every muscle in my body locking up as the sound echoed in my skull, seeping into my bones. That was the final straw. I couldn’t stay in the palace a

Lianna: Kisses, soft kisses. Caresses. Nips here and there. Fingers digging into skin and running through smooth silky hair. The sounds of moans and grunts, hisses, naughty phrases and words of appraisals. Legs entwined in each other and tangled under sheets. All of these combined together to release several hormones that contributed to my orgasm. We were yet to start but I already got my first orgasm and I could feel another one coming as Lucas worked his fingers on my clit. I lay in bed, naked and vulnerable. I had no control or power over myself as I'd surrendered it all to Edward. His lips returned to my core, lapping up the wetness that had built up over the time he'd been concentrating on another part of my body. "You taste so good," He sighed. "I want to keep getting you wet and just lapping up your sweet smelling juices for the rest of today but that would tire you out and make things really boring for you." He didn't even wait for me to speak b

Lianna: The palace halls were dimly lit with golden candlelight, flickering against the polished stone walls. My boots clicked against the marble floors as I walked beside Edward, my thoughts still lingering on the peaceful hours we had spent by the waterfall. It felt good to be back home after I had left in anger. Edward was really kind about it and I really appreciated it. For once, I felt somewhat at ease. Edward turned to me just as we reached the grand staircase leading to the royal wing. "I need to speak with Harvey. Won’t take long." I nodded, barely paying attention. "Go ahead. I'll see you at dinner." As he disappeared down the corridor, my eyes landed on a maid hurrying out of Ethan’s chambers. Her head was bowed, her steps rushed and unsteady, as if she were desperate to escape unseen. I might have ignored it had I not caught the way she sniffled, her fingers trembling as she clutched the edge of her apron. Something about the way she held herself—l