Lana Pawn Novels & Stories

She's been crying. "Did he hurt you!" I demand. She just shakes her head and takes another puff. "Then what happened!" I snap. "Talk to me!" Lana takes another puff and puts the bottle away. She sits on the table, her sad eyes set on me. She bites her lip and then clears her throat. "Rooney is dead." She pauses. "He killed himself." ****

There’s no chance of it yet it’s still in his wish. The wedding was held and the guests all watched it in delight. Compared to her own wedding, Raven’s wedding was good to watch and it’s beautiful. Holding her husband’s hand, Sirena watched it with a smile on her face. Once the wedding with Keagan is over, Raven becomes the Luna of Silver Fangs pack. Everyone cheered for them. The party started and Sirena started welcoming the guests. All her happiness and cheerful smile faded when she saw Alder in the crowd.

' ~Lana Valmore~ Author LiLhyz: "What are your plans now that the story has ended?" Lana, after hearing Alric's answer, bit her lip. She became distracted as she answered, "I'm going to support my children and play the role that they expect of me, a mother of all." Author LiLhyz: "That is a big role." Lana: "It is, but then again, my husband is bigger." Author LiLhyz's mouth fell on the floor. "What?"

Lana This evening marks the manifestation of my long-awaited wish. Yet, here I am, undecided about what to wear. Katarina Hart, my best friend, has been here for over an hour, diligently assisting in organizing and designing the event center for my inaugural ceremony. She excels in a multitude of skills – from healing and artwork to teaching, knitting, dancing, event coordination, and managing the Pack. She's that friend you can't help but be envious of.

Anthony wondered aloud. Chandler reassured him, "It's just an NPC, you know, a non-player character for plot development. They did this last season too." "But aren't NPCs activated only when we find the clues?" Lavender asked, just as a robotic voice filled the room with an announcement from the production crew. "Congratulations, team No. 5 for solving the clue. As a reward, you will now be introduced to the Non-Player Character, Lana Wenn. Lana is a dedicated nurse at Edenvale Children's Hospital. Please proceed to the designated area for your interaction."

I asked, my quill hovering over the parchment as I prepared to mark her status. "She is," Marta nodded, a grim smile touching her thin lips. "She’s thirty now. Works in the repair bays near the stables. She’s the one who fixed the iron runners on the supply sleds last week. She doesn't talk much, Moana. When you’ve spent sixteen years staring into a coal furnace expecting a whip if the fire dies, you lose the habit of conversation." "She won't have to look at the furnace anymore," I murmured, dipping the quill into the black ink and drawing a neat, firm circle around Lana’s name. Survivor. Retain for restitution.

“And I lost the chance to be a father before I even knew.” “Wow, just when I thought I knew everything there was to you, you go ahead and unlock another character.” She scoffed, a loud and ugly sound that grated against my ears. “You’re delusional.” “Lana.” I took a step toward her. “Stop.” “The child was never yours,” she snapped. “You know it. Everyone knows it. Vivienne spreads her legs for…” “Shut up.” I hissed, but she didn’t. “She’s a whore, Ronan.” Lana doubled down instead. Her voice held every bit of fire and contempt you could imagine. “Always has been….”

This was my pack, this was not black Thorne Pack. "This is Silver Crescent Pack not Black Thorne." I repeated my thoughts aloud to convince myself and fight the nauseous feeling that tried to overwhelm me. "They are my mates and I am theirs as well, it's mutual and reciprocated so I have no worries at all. I sm Luna here and I'll always be." Tears had began gathering in my eyes as I grabbed a box of milk and sniffed while pouring into the glass I found. "I am Luna Reign Leavenworth now!" I continued to talk to myself to convince myself.

Liam’s POV Luckily we anticipated these waits and brought a deck of cards. We got some odd looks but we had fun with our parking lot poker. Finally my Luna emerged after what felt like eternity. “You win us some money honey?”, her voice is like food for my soul. I scoop her up and spin her around, making her squeal a little.

I breathed shakily and tried to sneak away unnoticed but he gripped my side, keeping me plastered on the spot. His face neared my shoulder, the Obsidian gaze drilling holes in my head. “ Are you lying again, Lana? ” It was a sensual whisper, one, that forced the elephants to dance in my stomach. Once again, I must stick to Lana’s story. She was indeed a warrior, forced to drink multiple potions made by illegally residing witches to suppress her abilities so she could mate with one of the Lycan Kings someday. Her father truly had it all planned to make her bear a Lycan heir and seize power.