Alter Lancer Novels & Stories

She survived the war, she survived five years in a coma, but what she couldn't survive was waking up to another woman living her life. After losing her husband, her son, and her title as Luna, Sable Rourke leaves with nothing but a broken heart. But the world soon learns that taking everything from a woman is sometimes the very thing that makes her unstoppable. And by the time her past comes begging at her feet...she may no longer want it back.

He thrust his frozen hand upward, not at the Lancer, but at the very air around the man. The heat of the room vanished. The firelight snapped out as if smothered by a giant hand. The Lancer let out a strangled gasp, his armor instantly turning white with frost, his body seizing in the sudden, absolute zero. He fell like a stone, shattering against the stone floor into a thousand frozen shards.

I see I made some anti-fans in my short stay here. “What makes you think that my MATE and your LUNA don't deserve the position of the Luna because she is a stripper?" He calmly asks. His voice is calm and no one would suspect his anger if not because he emphasized the words mate and Luna. The dude bows down again before he starts speaking. “Everyone knows she is a stripper Alpha, at least, that was what we were told." He looks at the crowd for back up and a few wolf's in the crowd nod their heads in confirmation.

Every parental instinct wanted him to check on his daughter himself, but all of his instincts as an Alpha forced him to take on these challengers to protect his family. The leader of the men, a tall, bulky soldier with an eye patch over his right eye and a deep scar peeking out from above and below the patch, stepped forward. His voice did not waver, but rang confidently above the continuous growls emanating from deep within Casper. The man raised his sword and pointed it directly between Casper's s eyes, though his head rose high above the humans. "I will slay thee, monster, in the name of the king." A sharp growl ripped from Casper at his words, startling the soldiers.

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 "

You cannot be my Luna, and you cannot unsee what you’ve seen, and I’m sorry I cannot let you go. “No, I am not half-blood, my name is Alora Lance, and I’m just a girl who, out of hunger, made a huge mistake. I didn't know your play or costume party was such a big deal and I apologize sincerely for that. I was hungry, and I swear I did not come to the park to spy on or harm or do any of those things you’re accusing me of. "Please you have to believe me "I pleaded, looking from one face to another, but they just stared back at me like they did not believe me.

Then he looked at me, with a mask that I thought I was beginning to understand. “I, Ragnar Vargbane, reject you, Freya Asher as my mate and Luna” Eliza screamed. She howled against my ribcage until I couldn't feel the difference between her pain and mine. “Ragnar," Sera’s voice rose behind me. “What have you…” "You don't have to do this,” I said, my voice barely audible. "Whatever the reason is. Whatever you are afraid of. You don't have to do this here, in front of all of them. You could have…”

“Maybe someday if you two ever decide to return to the North.” I had to blink repeatedly just to ascertain that I didn’t mishear. Did the great old mule just casually consider Lancel and me as his successor? How…nice would it be? To be called the Luna of the North. Would Lancel even want that? To return home. To be Alpha. That’s a question for later. Right now, what matters is him winning this stage. Even though he had barely recovered from the poison, he had an edge by using all the shortcuts I taught him.

he continued. His patience and energy were at their limit, Zhi took the initiative to immediately end the fight between the two of them. Seeing the twilight was visible from the cracks of the wall holes. Zhi mustered all the Mana he currently had, dividing the Mana to give to the rifles and spears. The rifle that Zhi was holding was enveloped in Mana's light turning it into an even more terrifying weapon and its size became much heavier. “SG-Mllliassault WASP1500!” said Altair.

My blood boiled at his false politeness. “Lucian, don’t kill her,” Erick reminded him lazily. “Alpha wants her alive.” Lucian barely acknowledged him. Mac didn’t hesitate. She lunged in her wolf form, attacking with unrelenting ferocity. Before I could react, a streak of magic lightning shot toward me. I dodged just in time. “You call me ‘lady’ and then attack like a coward?” I snarled. Lucian remained unnervingly calm. “Pay attention to your own fight. Not others.” His tone was almost… instructive.