Alana From Face Off Novels & Stories

Alan entered the room with the doctor, He look so angry, Antara is still on the floor, Alan ignored her and walk up to Lana. Alan grabbed her and slam her head on the wall immediately, The Queen screamed and tried touching him but he pushed her away. " You?!!, You cheated on me?, You lied that you donated the kidney to me?, Why are you this ev*il, Lana? " He screamed and Anika laughed, Mockingly, She walked up to Antara and helped her arrange her dress. " Sorry Antara " She cooed and Antara nodded. " What are you saying Alan?, Stop raising false allegations against her " The Queen replied trying not to believe him and he scoffed.

“We’re gonna make Ms. Bella snap. She won’t know what hit her.” Alana, ever the calm and calculating counterpart to Zane’s reckless energy, smirked as she tucked a loose strand of blonde hair behind her ear. Her glasses glinted in the sunlight streaming through the windows, giving her an air of quiet genius. “Relax, Zane,” she said, her tone cool and collected. “I’ve got this. The glitter bomb’s rigged and ready. All we have to do is sit back and enjoy the show.” Zane leaned back in his chair, visibly impressed. “You’re the best, Alana. This one’s gonna be legendary.”

Slowly, she took her seat, and I pulled Selina close and planted a kiss on her lips in front of everyone so much that she was shocked. “Don't listen to the low life.” I whispered to her, and her face brightened up immediately. “Shall we eat?” Selina asked with a bright smile, grabbing the fork on the table. “Alpha, can I leave?” Raina asked through a mind link. She was standing behind Arianna who was about to take her first bite of the meal. “I've done something a little too mischievous.” Raina has always been my favourite omega. She was always very vocal about her feelings and thoughts, and she was the best fit for Mira.

"You're right, Angie, I don't need a gun to scare you. In better words... I can end you with my bare hands." She takes the gun from her waist and puts it on the floor. "Is that what you think?" Angel continues to taunt Alana. "Oh no, dear," Alana approaches her. "I'm sure!" The two start fighting. Alana grabs her face and starts kicking her belly. Angel tries to react, but Alana is quicker. She throws Angel's body against the wall and starts poking her fingers into her eyes. "Wanna have the pleasure?" Alana looks at me.

Not that I cared, but I felt a funny tug in my heart when she blurted out that for three years straight since we last made love, she had to depend on kinky sex toys. Alana had a very different aura around her tonight and carried herself about with an air of confidence that loudly proclaimed that she wasn’t scared of what I was going to do with her. But after everything, nothing still changes the way I feel about Diana. Alana was once my best friend, all thick crimson red hair and oceanic blue eyes, she looked a fucking mermaid. But Diana, to me, she was a goddess with her strawberry blonde hair and blue eyes. She was everything Alana was not and that’s why I fell in love with her.

' she wondered staring at the beautiful ladies sited in the couch in the living room with a guy sitting a bit far away from them. "Nick" Adrian called me the guy walked towards him with a smile. Such an handsome guy unlike Adrian that glares every second he gets. "My guy" he called with his hands open wide signifying he wants to hug him but he stopped him by stretching his hand forward. The guy stopped and he noticed the angel behind him which happens to be Mirabel. "Wow, you have a beauty in your house" he said and Mirabel blush Adrian frowned as he turned to see Mirabel reddened cheek. "She's one of the contestants" he said with no emotion in his eyes or face.

“Pay no attention to her; she just wants to chase clout to fit in with the popular crowd, nothing else.” “But that is clearly not happening," a voice said behind them as they turned to see who that was. “ I’m sorry for startling you. I’m Tia, Tia Williams," the pretty girl introduced. ~ ~ ~ “ You lost that right, Zac; the fact that I’ve been patient enough to listen to your crap doesn’t give you the effort to talk down on me,” Aly added, cutting him off. She had gone to the shop to grab some snacks for herself when she bumped into Zac.

Orla enters the room and the moment she closes the door behind her, she becomes Octavia, she sees him in this condition, and being the born sadist that she is couldn't help but delight in his suffering. "What Is making you so restless Conan?" She hops on his examination table with a sly smile, she grabs his letter and laughs a little before reading it. Her eyes begin to water as she saw her daughter's name written on it, she reads further and the latter part of the letter made her laugh even harder, "You seem to enjoy it when people are In pain." He states caustically and her smile stretches even more,

There was a pause on the other end, then a voice replied, “Got it. You’ll hear from me soon.” Silvia ended the call and leaned against the wall. This wasn’t over. Not yet. It was just the beginning. Alana stood in front of the tall mirror, her fingers playing with the edge of her soft white sweater. Her long hair fell over her shoulders, a little messy from the wind outside. She looked at herself, trying to understand everything that had happened so fast. She was finally here. With Kayden. Her true mate. And Silvia? She looked so familiar , even the sound of her name echoed back to a memory she couldn’t recollect.

"Well, keep a straight face. You know how fast news can travel through these packs. I shook my head silently. But my face wasn’t the problem. It was my heart. I composed myself and walked through the crowd beside Lisa. The Pack members bowed and greeted us, I answered with a firm nod, allowing Lisa to respond to their greetings. As we walked inside the hall, my gaze caught Alaana. She was standing at the altar close to Rylan.Her dress gleamed like ice in the firelight:Her dark hair, which was normally loose, was tied in a beautiful wild crown, adorned with tiny sparkling diamonds. But what struck me most was her face. Pain was written all over her face, although she pretended to be happy, fa