Lana Pawn Novels & Stories

“Leonica Romero is a woman of lose morals. She pretends to be a saint, acting all high, mighty and innocent, but behind close doors, she had indecent and sinful relationship with a men of higher status, all to satisfy her greed for power. So it was no surprise to me when I learnt that my Owen Boo had fallen in love with her. As much as I hate to admit it, that woman has the looks and charms to make even the senator crawl at her feet.” Read the culprit’s testimony. “Owen Boo?” Leonica whispered, a hint of amusement in her voice. “It appears that Miss Lana was a fan of Mr. Owen Lee.” Arvan explained, stepping closer and awkwardly clearing his throat like he had not read about what Lana said ab

Lana's eyes lit up, and she immediately wanted to lean on Jeremy. Jeremy pretended to tidy up his clothes to avoid Lana. Then, he tentatively asked, "Is the ledger you mentioned a record of all the accounting made by the Stygian Johnson Gang over the years? Will Yorick let you take care of such an important thing?" Hearing this, Lana appeared to be arrogant. "It’s exactly because I’m his sister that’s why they let me take care of such an important ledger." Jeremy looked at Lana with a vague smile. "It turns out that you’re actually so capable. Looks like I’ve underestimated you before."

Intentionally, I let my shoes hit the floors in a loud manner while I make my way to the king sized bed as to gain his attention. But much to my demise, the frame on the bed remains unmoving. "Greetings, your majesty, the Lycan King. I, the Luna of Lumina would like to have a word with you." Even at my introduction, I got nothing as a result. His breathing remains calm and undisturbed. "You could easily be killed this way, your highness." I whispered while making my way closer to the left of the bedside. I couldn't get a clear view of his face since he's facing the balcony windows and once I did, I stopped dead on my tracks.

There's a knock at the door that catches our attention. "It's probably just Will," I say, expecting him to come up and apologize, maybe do some groveling. "Come in!" The door slowly opens and it's Lana who stands in the doorway. She wears yet another dress, the color of black. Her hair is pinned up and she has a devilish look upon her face. "It is time," she states. "At least you have one person on your side," whispers Teyana, the current head of the Ohio compound in mind. I stare over at Lana.

Not in any way that will not break Charlene even more. “Where are we— I was in the forest— with Adhler. Right! Did you save him too? We were trapped,” “It was all your hallucinations because of a monster that attacked you, Charlene,” Ellis filtered her words. She thought it would not be good to inform Charlene that Adhler is set to be married to his chosen Luna, the current Queen of the Lycans— Laura, in a week now. “I see,” Charlene calmly replied. “Professor… did you… did you inform my fam… my family that I am with you,” Charlene asked without looking into the professor’s eyes. Ellis stared at her as Charlene stared at the ceiling above.

She had planned on going herself but her gout was flaring up so she didn't want to walk much. "We'll probably run into Willow there." Lana said, her hand intertwined with mine as it rested on the gear lever. "Her mom makes these organic natural beauty products and sells them at markets, so Willow is usually dragged along. Not that she minds though, she often does kids' face painting and earns quite a nice bit of pocket money." She said as we pulled up to the open field with gazebos set up in blocks. Sure as nuts (weird saying, right?), as soon as we walked through the appointed entrance, we saw Willow with her face painting station set up. She squealed and launched herself at us the moment

The fundamental reality of things, not the stories we tell about them. The bond with Ronan is real. I won't pretend otherwise. But it's not the only reality. It's not even the most important one. I am Lana. Not Ronan's mate. Not the Fox. Not the human who stumbled into werewolf politics. Just Lana. A woman with power I'm only beginning to understand, choices I'm only beginning to own, and a future that doesn't have to be defined by anyone else's agenda. The realization settles into my bones like warmth after cold.

As if Zyko would lend me his car. When I arrived at Lana's place, I took a one thousand pesos and pay it to the driver. I went out and walked inside the building. Lana is living in a condo unit, she's damn hell rich. She has a mansion residing in Palawan but she rather live in a condo unit than living to mansion alone. Yeah right, Lana is fucking single. She's already in her thirty but she has no plan on dating. For her men are bullshit. I could agree with her statement that men are bullshit. They don't have balls.

They could create new lives for themselves, be whatever they wanted to be. Whilst we were idly standing around waiting, Luca approached Alpha Bain and I. "Excuse me Luna." I was surprised to realise he'd come over to talk to me and not Alpha Bain. "I apologise that I haven't introduced myself yet. With all the chaos that has happened within the last few hours I haven't really found the right opportunity. I am Luca, Alpha Bain's Beta. It is an absolute pleasure to finally meet you." He summed up whilst bowing his head in a gesture of respect.

Lana looked around as she started walking to the warehouse. When she got close to the door, it swung open. It was Hugo and a guy she had never seen before. He was wearing a bandana. “Hey, Lana,” Hugo greeted. “What’s up, Hugo?” He walked over to her. “You know the drill.” Damn. It was worth a try though. Lana put her arms up. “I’ll tell you now I got my one of my old favs in my back pocket.” Hugo lifted the back of her jacket and pulled out her engraved revolver. “Thanks for making this easy.”