Alana From Face Off Novels & Stories

One of the blonde girls, the ones I detest with passion, who I now know to be Alana, walks closer and slaps me on the face. “She’s the weakest being I’ve ever come across. She has no will to fight. She’s basically a toy, and, oh, I forgot to tell you. I dragged her around like the bitch she is, on a leash.” She flaps her well-manicured fingers around as she narrates to Carla, who chortles evilly back. They keep on having discussions about me until the guard arrives back, Alana fakes falling to the ground, and Carla runs to help her up.

feeling surprised at her changed of thr time period " Yes, they was a changed of date. " "Your face looked familiar. " Sinking the spoon full of ice cream into her mouth," she asked. "Why did you say that?" "Someone once popped into our family for a very short."She said. "And who was that?" I asked "A lady, I can remember her name was Aina." "I too ,my name is Aina." My heart raced, thinking of what she will tell me next. " Wow, what a coincidence. You ." She said the alarm system sounded ,interrupting her from completing her speecth.

*Alana* I wake up to see Tara looking relaxed. "Let me guess, you got your itch scratched." She beams. "You have no idea." She raises her head to look at me. "What about-" She narrows her eyes at me. "Alana Lilian Reeves." "Yes, ma'am." "You left with Chase, didn't you?" she asks. I nod. "I did." "So why are you looking like you didn't do the nasty?" "Because I didn't," I reply.

NOLAN Seeing Alanna again after everything… the guilt, the longing, the sheer mess of it all, threatened to drown me. I am a mess. This wasn't just about the kids, not entirely. It was about a chance to open something between us. The cafe bell chimed as the door opened, and there she was. Alanna. Even after all this time, she took my breath away. Her hair, still the same cascade of fiery red, framed a face that somehow managed to be both fierce and vulnerable. She looked… different. Stronger, maybe.

Alpha Gael had already send someone to come tell her that she's to be in the meeting for introduction before the day she would be coronated. Gretel hated this,she hated the dress,the fact she's becoming a Luna,the fact that she had to have mate,she hated it all.she prefer being in her baggy clothes, she's was doing alright and now she has to turn a princess overnight,just like the story of Sofia. Raynn POV.

Lara looked at me and smiled, "You look like Cinderella. Now come, I will do your makeup" I replied in an annoyed tone, "There is no need to do makeup and you know I don't like makeup," But she didn't listen to me and forced me to sit up and start doing makeup. After half an hour, she spoke up, "You can open your eyes now" When I opened my eyes and looked at the mirror, I was stunned by my own reflection. Seeing my reaction, Lara smiled and said, "I told you. You are looking so beautiful. Now let's go "

she says with a wink. I gape at her bold statement. She laughs at my surpised face. "They will get used to you, i am Orphalia, Li in short" she extends her palm for a hand shake. "I am Althea" i hold her palm with mine for a second. "Come, where are you going. Whose team are you in" she asks me leading me forward. "I am Your commanders daughter, i dont have a team yet" she stops suddenly forcing me to stop as well.

Stop it Leroi, enough thinking about that rouge…you should focus on Alana and having a good time. I said to myself as I took Alana whole. I kissed her mercilessly, leaving her completely breathless until it was finally ready for me to place my omega in her. As I got her to the right position, I saw her beautiful slutty face as it looked like a little kitten. It was cute but just then, I saw Erica. It was she that appeared as Alana, she was laying on the bed instead of Alana and as her red enchanting eye and tempting eyes moaned, it made me so aroused that I could come out without much work.

I’ve seen enough women undressed and exposed by now not to stare, but somehow I can’t. Alana has one of those Hollywood goddess bodies that would make most models jealous, like something straight out of a magazine cover with a beautiful face to match. High cheekbones, full lips, soft brown eyes and thick lashes that accentuate them and make them appear even more alluring. Rumor has it that she’s ninety percent plastic and liposuction, but I couldn't care less. A body like hers should be worshiped, not questioned.

Logan asked, and I looked over at him. She shook her head immediately. “I'm afraid I can't tell you. All I need is help.” “You can at least tell us your name. Right?” Logan asked again, and she nodded this time. “My name is Alana. I came down from the South since you asked.” I looked over at Len, and his expression was unreadable. It was almost like there was something that he wasn't telling me. I looked back at Logan. He was the only one I could expect a proper answer from.