Novel & Cerita Lana Pawn

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

Lana's POV The charcoal grey silk felt like a second skin, cool and weighty. Standing before the mirror, I barely recognized myself. The woman reflected was poised, severe, untouchable. The diamond studs Maison had sent winked with a cold, clean light, and the silver hairpin, its tiny hidden eye, was secured in the simple twist at the nape of my neck. I wasn't Lana the fugitive, or Lana the pawn. Tonight, I was an envoy.

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.”

The silence in the kitchen was broken only by the sound of Lana’s ragged breathing. She looked from the divorce papers to San, who still had his arm draped possessively over Serena’s waist. "I am not signing this," Lana said. Her voice was thick with tears, but her eyes flashed with a sudden, desperate fire. "You can’t just throw me away because she decided to come crawling back. I have spent two years building this pack’s reputation. I handled the budgets. I handled the community outreach. I am your Luna."

she added with a bright smile. Sylvester immediately started clapping his hand and the rest of the crowd applauded as well. Luna Lucretia immediately hugged her once more before taking the mic. "Now I want to make the very special announcement" she informed with her eyes on Allen. "Today, my son Allen is going to pick his mate, he already has a mate and a girlfriend but today they're going to make it official" she voiced "Girlfriend?" Karen's head replayed the words. it can't be. Maybe it's Oyin. she said to herself as she walked back down from the stage.

Ruby laid back into the posh white sofa, bouncing a small white ball, to and fro against the wall, "if I had anything special about me, I'd have rob banks with it and wouldn't be broke now." "Thievery is a sin!" "Then I could be the biggest sinner there is in the world." Rydian faked a gasped at the unworried girl and she continued tapping on the, "so are you going to finally tell me what you want from me?" "Are you sure you're ready to hear it? It might need the most heroic deed for the good of the world and if you say you are the biggest sinner, do you deserve to hear it?"

The faint, cloying scent of gardenias—Lana’s favorite perfume—lingered in the air. Zoe froze for a heartbeat, then stepped inside anyway, pulling the door shut. The moment the latch clicked, the room flooded with light. Lana Thorne was perched on the edge of the bed, legs crossed, her face a mask of murderous intent. Dressed in a silk nightgown with her hair swept into a perfect bun, she looked every bit the elegant princess. But her eyes told a different story. “Where the hell have you been?” Lana’s voice wasn't its usual sweet facade; it was sharp, laced with vitriol.