Jane Hansen Novels & Stories

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

Joanna Thompson had just finished her shower and stepped out of the bathroom when her husband, Jeremy Hansen, shoved her against the edge of the bed. His strong, muscular hand slid from her waist to her sides and gripped her narrow waist tightly. This left her no room to protest. "…At 3:00 pm this afternoon, Jeremy Hansen, CEO of Hansen Group, arrived at the airport to welcome the return of the Queen of Cello, Nadine Slinger. To ensure her journey home was undisturbed, Jeremy arranged for his newly purchased Gulfstream G700 to pick her up from Lythalia…"

McLauren leaned back in his chair, swirling the amber liquid in his glass, his eyes narrowing as Mona came into view on the screen. Red hair. Soft face. Out of place. Interesting. "Who the hell is she?" he muttered, more to himself than anyone else. Behind him, the manager shifted nervously, already sweating. "Uh... she's new. Ticket booth." McLauren didn't look at him. "Name." "Mona." Silence. Long. Heavy. McLauren watched the screen, studying the way she smiled, the way she reacted to Kane. The way Kane reacted to her.

“Today is a special occasion. Why are they so late?” Sitting next to her was a woman with short brown hair, piercing blue eyes with no glasses, an hourglass figure, average size breasts, and a pale complexion as if she had stayed away from the sun too often. She was Henry’s sister Salone Weston. She returned from New York; Salone was a well-known director on Broadway. Her Grandfather called her back due to some type of emergency. She hadn’t returned for less than an hour before being whisked away for family dinner, so she was tired from her trip.

“Auntie Julie”, she cried with tears threatening to spill from her bright eyes. “I don’t want to go to that school anymore!” Julie made the monumental decision to be the guardian of her late sister Mara’s beautiful daughter when she died shortly after giving birth to Hannah. Being a mother isn’t easy, even for a normal child and Julie knew this. The problem was that Hannah wasn’t a normal child, and Julie learned when Hannah was very young that she had a strange ability to just know things.

Taking Kate’s hand I squeeze it, as I turn to the woman. Moving forward she moves forward to me wrapping her arms around my waist. I stand there paralyzed before I put my hands on her shoulders to push her away. “What is your name?” I ask, “I’m Louise, I just arrived here yesterday,” she says. “Where did you come from?” I ask. I’m so confused, I can only ask stilted questions, “I came from the Harvest Moon Pack,” she replies.

They turned to see tall, beautiful dark haired woman standing a few feet away with a smirk on her face. Leah had to admit. She felt a momentary bit of jealousy upon first seeing the woman. The woman looked graceful and elegant. Leah felt almost homely compared to this woman, and the smirk on the woman’s face didn’t make things any better. Leah almost felt like smacking the smirk right off her face. Was this bitch one of Ray’s ex-lovers? She wouldn’t be surprised. After all, Ray was a very handsome and sexy man. He had no doubt had many past lovers to satisfy his needs. He was a wolf after all. Wolves have been rumored to have a very high sex drive.

Mike smiled up at me. “I need you to keep Lynn with you. You are her protection.” Oh hell no, is this what he wanted me to do, protection duty. “What are you playing at Mike? I will help you deal with Joseph but I am not keeping that woman with me and protecting her. Forget it.” Mike glared at me and I glared right back. He had me fucked up if he thought I was doing this, I’m not a guard dog. I am Jensen Daniels, the biggest name in New York aside from Joseph King.

he said, looking at me. "Alania Wilson, you would do me the great honor of being my wife and my moon. Allow me to share my life with you, to love you every day of our lives, and that you would allow me to always prove to you that there is no other woman more important in my life than you," Hansen said.

I lied, well it's technically the truth. "Ain't you gonna get your lunch?" Angel asked. "I'll get it for her since she seems tired. What do you want?" Hottie asked and I told him. He got up and left to get our meals. Looking at them, I could see the slight resemblance. They both had jet black hair and adorable dimples but while Hottie had hazel eyes, Angel had silver eyes and a lip ring. "I'm sure you're now convinced I'm not an Angel?" He smirked.