Acik Lana Novels & Stories

Her legs were sore and her back ached but she still made her way in front of the mirror . Her body was covered in red marks but that didn't surprised ,Lana at all.Instead it was her face ; an year back she had been attacked by some men under Ella 's scheme and had acid thrown on her face . The once pretty face was burned so brutally that no one; even Lana herself didn't dare to look at . But now it was free of those horrible burns ; instead her face was completely restored to her eighteenth year old beautiful self .Red cherry lips , beautiful almond eyes and flawless skin.

"Damn, girl you look good." I giggled. "Thanks. So what's next?" Lana quickly determined that I didn't have any distressed jeans. My parents would never let me have any, so she pulled out a pair of her own that had holes in both thighs, among others scattered around. I squeezed into them and buttoned the fly. "They're a little tight." "That's the idea, and they're perfect." Lana stood back. "Wow, you are going to blow the boys' minds tonight. After we fix the hair. And the make-up."

“He said the Luna would understand.” A strange feeling moved through me. “Understand what?” The warrior hesitated. “He called you by another name.” My heart began beating faster. “What name?” Kael's eyes immediately moved to mine. The warrior swallowed. “Lira.” Everything around me seemed to disappear. I couldn't breathe. No one in Ironfang knew that name. No one. Kael noticed my reaction. “Nyra?” I stepped back. “Where did he hear that?” The warrior looked frightened.

It sorta feels like an automatic response upon hearing their kind mentioned that gets me all disgusted and enraged for some reason. "Impossible, the letters from the other side should be delivered at the Alpha's study. There might have been a mix up, deliver that to my husband." Since I don't want to deal nor get involved with the issues involving with the Lycans. "But this one has your name printed on it, Luna." Claude continues. "It even says so in the content." "And who even told you to open it up?" "I'm sorry, but I'm curious." This little... Although now that he had mentioned it, I'm beginning to feel curious as well.

“Come on, uh… what’s your name again?” “Lana,” I replied quickly, straightening up. “Right. Lana, help me get him down for breakfast. There’s nothing Uncle Tristan hates more than an incomplete table.” “And when exactly did I agree to have breakfast with anyone this morning?” Kylian growled, his eyes narrowing. Of course he had to be difficult about everything.

She snorted as she answered, “Don’t be silly, Alric. They love and respect you. As for me, they are showing gratitude.” Receiving another peck on her cheek, Alric said, “You know very well that is not true. They recognized now how powerful their Luna is, and they are grateful that I found you." Caressing her cheek, Alric finally peeled off her and said, "Let me get you some food so you have more energy for today. We are leaving for the Hidden Mist Valley in three days, remember?” “Right,” Lana acknowledged. Putting a hand on her stomach, she acknowledged, "I am very famished."

A battlefield in silk and glass. Beside me, Lana shifted. Her fingers curled into her lap, betraying a sliver of nerves beneath the surface of her calm. The scent of her perfume clung to the heat between us—jasmine, threaded with something darker. Wicked. Addictive. She was radiant. Dangerous.

LANA A sharp pain shot through my head as I forced my heavy eyelids open. The bright light streaming from the window made me wince, and I quickly shut my eyes again, overwhelmed by the ache. After a moment, I squinted against the sunlight, gradually acclimating to it. When I finally felt ready, I hesitantly opened my eyes fully. Just in time, I saw my dad and Maximum facing each other, their expressions tense and conflicted. "Lana," Maximum called softly.

There was a slight hint of accent in her voice. Elena pulled out her phone, showing me a captivating mermaid-style masterpiece gracing the mannequin. Adorned with exquisite lace, it boasted a strapless design, adorned with a sweetheart neckline that caressed the shoulders. The back showcased a delicately arranged procession of pearly buttons, evoking a sense of elegance and allure. Its sheer simplicity rendered me spellbound, leaving me utterly unable to divert my gaze. “We have many other styles as well,” Lana said, incorrectly interpreting my speechlessness. “Is there anything specific that you’d—”

I need to dress up and also make sure that Leo is ready. I turned back and headed upstairs. I wonder what sort of clothing I should put on. I need something that would pass a message without being shouting or showy, something that would show at a glance that I am Luna. I had to ask Denise for help as she is good with fashion. As I was heading back, I overheard the workers discussing. “Did you see the banners? Absolutely magnificent.” “I heard the Alpha of the Northern Cliffs is here. Imagine traveling all that way!”