Alana Novels & Stories

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.

Alana said, half-laughing as she flipped through a hair inspiration board. Melany winked. “Believe it, Luna. You're going to break the damn internet.” “ Please call me Alana or Lana for short.” “ Alright Luna Lana…” Alana looked at her in disbelief. Despite her feeling or roses and happy , deep inside she was really concerned. Concerned about anyone finding out about her stripper days and who she truly is. She prayed and hope that the moon goddess would keep her safe and her secret safe. Later that day, Kayden found her in the sunroom, flipping through ceremony sketches.

Mark grilled up dinner, cracked an occasional joke (though not as many as he normally would), and Alana, who was one of the more beautiful people Dan had ever met, inside and out, was a little closer to her normal effervescent self. Dan had always been a little captivated by Alana, though he'd tried his hardest not let it show around Emily. Alana was a professional masseuse. And she was gorgeous. She had long curly brown hair that went halfway down her chest and made her look a little like Alannis Morrisette, which was funny given the similarity of their names. She was much prettier than Alannis,

The surface rippled like water before sharpening into an image. Luna. The Alpha Queen stood on her balcony, silver hair shimmering under the fading moonlight, her gaze fixed on the horizon. Kael stood beside her, their connection visible even through the glass—their bond, their passion. Morrakai sneered. "Love. Lust. Weakness."

she gasped nervously. “Alana!” the other witch cried out. Alana glanced behind her briefly before she looked at Raina. “I choose the path of the Moon Goddess.” She got down on her knees and bowed to her. “Please, forgive me for forsaking the gifts we were blessed with.” Raina trotted up to Alana. The other witch looked upon the sight with obvious concern and fear. She sniffed the air and it didn’t smell wicked. She could scent her fear, hope, and desperation, but she didn’t scent a hint of a lie. Instead, she started to see a glowing path from herself to Alana until

Makaila's POV "Okay, back up just a sec. You and Christian almost kissed! Like the Christian!" Rita screamed, all excited and I had to wince as my eardrums were getting it. Excited Rita means you are loosing one of your eardrums... ...if not both. "No, the other Christian who sells burgers at Alisha's." I said, sarcasm laced in my voice and she looked at me all confused. Gosh, Rita!

She says with a lilting British accent. I turn around and find myself getting lost inside the sea of black orbs. To say calling Alana beautiful would’ve been a complete insult, she was absolutely a Goddess. With dark brown waist length natural curled hair, shaped eyebrows, pointed nose, delicately carved facial structure, eyes as dark as the onyx framed inside long sooty lashes shadowing her face, she was a fine sight. What I envied the most about her was her skin tone. It was somewhere between porcelain and light peach with a pinkish tint. If I was a lesbian, I would’ve definitely hit on her. No shit!

Their guess was right; Lucia's clone was on Ferin's side. Her name is Aliana. Aliana is a formerly enslaved person belonging to Lucia, a human who gave blood to vampires. About five years ago, when Lucia decided not to drink human blood, Lucia let Aliana go and broke the contract that bound them. Lucia lets Aliana live as a normal human even though Carlen and the higher-ups of the kingdom oppose this decision.

Ok,you may leave Gavin Gavin my assistant left and i watched this human closely "what is your name?? Alana your highness,please let me go please..she cried But you can't leave now,not anymore i replied Why?? Please i beg of you! I felt no pity cos i hate humans but theres something strange about her,i mean that smell of lilac and goose berries You are in the vampire kingdom and theres no going back not even your dead body i replied She started weeping and i love it * Alana's pov I cried and cried when i heard the door open,i turned to see a neat girl..she told me to follow her and i did we got to a room that's going to be mine a

I said out loud and then stood up looking around, it was indeed a carved cave, the walls also had several symbols drawn, and there was practically nothing else, except Erick on the left side, along with a woman with blonde hair that goes down to her waist, with the ends half curly, full breasts, thin waist, shapely legs and wearing a practically transparent outfit, showing that she was not wearing any underwear. Alana Lafai, sister of Marcus Angelis, her power is one of the most destructive, because simply two Gods fell in love with her: Ares and Hephaestus. Soon Alana was given a joint gift, the ability to create and manipulate