Ella Loren Novels & Stories

Anxiety started to seep into my veins. “What? Lorenzo, what is it?” I asked urgently. “Additionally… the Lycan Luna has chosen this year’s Luna dancers to be Cate Bellagamba and Eleanor Wright…”

She teased, and Elena laughed awkwardly. "Come over here, hun." His grandmother hugged her tightly. "It's so nice to meet you ma'am," Elena greeted when she let go of her. "Ma'am? I'm only eighty-three, dear; call me Lori; it's short for Lorenza." "It's a pleasure to meet you, Lori," she corrected herself, and Lori smiled, her wrinkles crinkled with the movement. "Elena is such a beautiful name," "It's a surprise we're hearing of it for the first time in this household," Aunt Claire said, not sounding as pleased as Lori.

Sebastian feels a headache creep in, and opens the link. “American women are heartbroken. Sebastian Jones has a girlfriend, and she is the eldest daughter of Ichiro Sato, the richest man in Japan. Reliable sources say that the engagement will be officially announced in the next few days. Akiko Sato is one of the most beautiful and richest women in the world. Her fortune originally inherited from her maternal grandmother has tripled through her hands, making Akiko a very smart investor. The union of these two fortunes, through marriage, will catapult Sebastian Jones to the top of Forbes Magazine list of must rich and powerful.”

He couldn’t locate her even after taking off his locket. Loren, Elliot’s huge and shaggy wolf leaped and fell in steps with Liken. * I am sure Ranger is taking help from someone with supernatural powers else we would have located her by now.* Liken’s eyes turned from pale yellow to red. He halted in his steps and started bounding in the opposite direction. *Where do you think you are going?* Loren mind-linked. *I am going to roam about the city and see if I can catch Sienna’s scent.*

Lorraine said, hinting at Lydia and Elena. "Well, you'll get to find out very soon," Caterina said, and Lorraine suddenly felt weary "But Lydia there is an excellent graphic artist; she graduated top of her class in college and is now here to pursue and get a license to start up her own design company. Elena, on the other hand, is a sculptor, she makes the most brilliant designs you'd think she was a Greek or something"

He checked his watch. "She should be here any minute." "Who?" Ding. The private elevator opened. A woman walked out. She was tiny, maybe five feet tall, with silver hair cut in a sharp bob and oversized black glasses. She was followed by two assistants rolling racks of garment bags. "Lorenzo," the woman said. Her voice was thick with a French accent. "You look terrible. Have you been sleeping in a dumpster?" "Actually, yes," Lorenzo said. "Hello, Elara."

This was just the beginning, and the world would soon know the name of Luna Wicken. The Elders may not understand, but they would—soon enough. The true rise of Luna had only just begun.

“If you haven’t noticed you are blonde and blue eyed.” “No I’m—” Loraine quickly stopped herself before she blundered. She was blonde and blue eyed, had been for the past eight years and would remain one for as long as she lived. She pulled her legs up onto the couch, and tucked them under her to keep from hugging her knees to her chest. “I’m not a bimbo.” Reno reached up and rubbed a lock of her hair between his fingers before he brushed it over her shoulder and dropped his hand. Loraine’s belly somersaulted at his touch. God she was like a giddy teenager around him!

Now he understood why dawn and Arthur looked good, they must be working for her. 'They must be working for Loraine... well I'll get them fired.' Elijah thought to himself. "Hey Ms. Loraine." Elijah gave Loraine his most charming smile, stretching his arm to shake her hand. "Hey, Mr Anderson right? it's nice to meet you." Loraine greeted, firmly shaking his hand. She knew Elijah Anderson, she had heard a lot about him and his family. Elijah lifted her arm and kissed it. "It's a pleasure to meet you too Mrs Loraine." He said in a flirty tone.

I asked, longing to slap that cocky smirk off his face. "Everywhere," he confirmed. "How did it take you so long to realise that 'Eleonora D'Meritchi' was actually Ella Loren then?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. His face dropped and he let out a short, low, pissed off breath. "I had an inkling that she wasn't who she said she was, but I'll admit the truth was far greater than I could ever imagine. Leonardo Loren... now his Luna wasn't someone I ever thought I'd be able to kiss," he said as his hand made its way to my hip and he placed his lips on my cheek.