Hannah Berner Novels & Stories

Now, I somehow knew she was perfectly capable of it. “I agree to let her speak,” Councilman Erhardt announced. Mason stepped away from the podium and motioned for Hannah. With her back straight and her head held high, she walked up to the microphone. “Please state your name for the Council, young lady,” Erhardt instructed. “Hannah Langston of Dranfort, your honor,” Hannah stated. “Alpha Anders stated that you are the younger sister of Mrs. Sutton Langston, former mate of Beta Mason of the Dawn Stalker Pack. Is that correct?”

Hannah was tall with long strawberry-blonde hair, a sharp nose, and hazel eyes. Cadence noted that she was pretty, though not in a traditional way, and that she had a warm smile. "Cadence," she said, standing and approaching the girls as they boarded the plane. "I'm Hannah. It's very nice to meet you." Rather than offering her hand, she actually embraced the Hunter, using her gift to ascertain that Cadence had heard of the passing of her friend. "I'm so very sorry for your loss," she added quietly.

Well it wasn't the exact beginning, casting a spell on Tristan and sending him out into the hallways for no reason was, watching from the corners as Selena broke down and screamed at Zander brought me so much satisfaction, of course that didn't last long and two were now back to being lovey-dovey, but still… I trail a finger up and down Hannah's muscled arms, both to enjoy the taut feel of her and also to express to small feeling of joy at what I was about to do to Zander and that wretched mate of his, Hannah was a key part of all this, as a gamma she was the leader of one of the hunt troops, her being there would mean easy and safe entry for the rogues. Hannah sighs next to me and draws me

"I know you went through so much to give birth to Xander, and you've poured so much love into raising him all these years. But you've given enough, Thea. If he truly felt that love, then he wouldn't be so close to a woman who's been trying to destroy your family. I think you should start thinking about yourself more." Hannah's words jolted Anathea awake. She lowered her gaze, replying, "You're right. I'll think about it." After checking in on Hannah's situation and chatting for a little while longer, she ended the call. … In Syntherra, Hannah put down her phone and picked up the bottle of liquor on the table, pouring herself a drink. She sipped at it while gazing at the moon outside the hote

Hannah says with an attitude. “Betsy is her dermatologist back in New York, also known as Hannah's best friend from her squad. She also did Hannah’s hair a few days ago, that’s why she’s blonde now.”I say. Jack looks at me, chokes on his coffee and starts laughing. “So, Hannah, you’re Malibu Barbie now, aren’t you?” “Why does everyone keep saying shit? I’m not Barbie nor a princess. Carol said you changed, I can tell you're still an asshole, that hasn’t changed, has it?”

Mercy said and shook Hannah by the arm, indicating her impatience. "Okay, okay, you gossip mongers," Hannah told her friends with a laugh. "His name is Darell, he's twenty-five years of age, and he is the CEO of Better life company," Hannah shared the tidbit of information with them. "You don't mean it, do you?" The first girl said. "CEO of Better life company?" The third girl asked, dazed. "How on earth did you guys meet?" Mercy asked next. Hannah tsked at her friends before she replied to their questions.

Her fingers trembled. “Five.” River thought she saw something flicker in Hannah’s eyes—fear. “Four.” She took a step back. “Three.” “Okay, okay!” Hannah’s voice wavered as she quickly unlocked her phone. “I’ll delete it.” She navigated to the gallery, her fingers fumbling as she selected the picture and pressed ‘delete.’ She even opened the trash folder and erased it permanently. Ryker watched in silence. When she was done, she exhaled shakily, turning back to him. “Happy now?”

"Xander, ~Now that you know the truth… As your savior, I could only wish one thing… … Please, let me go!~ -Hannah"

I just searched frozen. She stopped by the dresser and ran her fingers along its edge. “You’re actually beautiful. That’s going to piss off more people than you think. Trust me, there were many bidding on you looking ugly. Some even said that you look like a troll.” I finally found my voice. “And you are…? I'm sorry, but I didn't expect you to come inside my room to just tell me that I looked. Well…” “Madeline,” she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Second daughter of Beta Reinhart. Technically ranked, practically ignored. I'm more of a subtle kind of woman. I choose to at least lighten the mood. I know that you might be having a hard time.”

Reuben yelled angrily, “Buffy, I’ve given you more than enough restraint. Don’t test my patience. If you continue to obstruct me, don’t expect me to be nice.” “Who do you think you are, Reuben?” A chilling voice boomed. “What if I have something to say about it?” A woman took strides into the place. “Hannah?” Reuben was shocked to see her. He made a face, his eyes carrying wariness. Hannah was the most promising member of the Viper’s Den West State Branch and a key player within Westeros. She was once a figure Reuben could only look up to. The sight of Hannah put Reuben on edge.