Lana Pokemon Novels & Stories

“But Luca… she doesn’t look like Lana. Not the one we know. Everything about her is different..” If what Arya told me was true, then that meant the crystal was taking over Lana. I ran and followed the violent sounds echoing through the East side until I reached the training ground and there she was. Her fists rained merciless blows onto Tina’s face and her blood sprayed with each hit. And then..fuck.. she lifted Tina into the air with her powers. Yh…. This was definitely the damn Crystal. “Lana!” I yelled. Her head turned toward me. The girl I knew…the nervous, uncertain Lana was gone. The woman standing before me was angry and more powerful.

Then, with a trembling voice, she asked, "And what do I look like to you?" Jan looked at her, his gaze taking in every detail of her face and body. Luana, the fifth daughter of the Moon Goddess, was a vision of celestial beauty. Her long, wavy hair shimmered with a silver hue under the moonlight, cascading over her shoulders and framing her face in a soft and delicate manner. Her eyes, large and expressive, were of a deep and mysterious blue that resembled the ocean on a calm night, full of wisdom and serenity that belied her young age.

Present Day Portland, Oregon One hundred and fifty years later—aging one year for every thirty that passed once a lupus garou reached puberty—Diana was the equivalent of a twenty-one-year-old human. She longed more than ever to have Caleb for her mate, wishing she hadn’t had to hide from the pack all these years. The burning desire for him flooded her veins whenever she came into the wolf’s heat. Her body craved his touch, but her mind had given up hoping to ever have him for her own. If she could find a strong, agreeable human mate, she could change him into a lupus garou, and he would keep her safe from Ragnar.

Deep attraction has been drawn to him. My name is Annabel Ferrars. And I'm the Luna of Blood Moon Pack, as well as the Queen Of The Rogues. This is who I am.

I could trust her and talk to her freely, that's why her teasing didn't bother me at all, cause I tease her just as much. My initiation ceremony as official Luna of this pack was only a few days away and I spent every minute of my spare time getting ready for it. I was learning werewolf history, pack territories and Alpha's and Luna's of each pack. As a Luna I will be attending the meetings alongside Luke and will have my share of responsibilities looking after our pack as well. So I had to be prepared for anything. Luke was even teaching me self defense and what to do in case of attack, not that I wouldn't completely freak out and forget all that if that was the case, but he wanted me to be

Lana did not turn around to answer him. James asked. “How would you like me to address you? Should I call you Lanathia, Lana, or do you prefer Ms. Lanathia?” “Suit yourself.” Lana did not care about these formalities. “Okay. Then I’ll call you, Lanathia.” James chuckled and said, " You and your sisters are very talented. Apparently, the strongest among you is Bria. I heard she became an Ancestral God in merely one Epoch and is one of the universe’s top ten powerhouses.”

He has grey short hair but brown eyes that match Louis’s. Mum walks over to join us with Luna Amelie, Brett’s mother. “Hello my gorgeous girl.” She kisses both my cheeks and squeezes me into an embrace. “You look stunning.” “Thank you Luna Amelie, you look amazing.” I add. Luna Amelie has always been gentle towards me, even though she has a reputation for being quite a ruthless Luna. She is wearing a silver silk dress and diamond earrings. She has long wavy brown hair, the same colour as Brett’s, that is styled into a side ponytail. She gives me a once over before turning back to my Mum.

Amanda gave her a wide smile before going outside. "Please be seated." Luna offered Phelan a seat. "Thank you Luna." Phelan thanked her and obeyed her. "I just want to ask for information about you and I want you to answer it honestly." Luna stated while pretending to write something on a paper she is holding. She is just scribbling random words so that her interview will look real and convincing. "What is your name and what clan do you belong to?" Luna started to ask her questions. "I am Phelan and I am from the Merou clan. I am not sure if you are familiar with our clan because the members of our clan are all lowly servants and commoners." She replied to Luna's questions.

Delilah smirked at me. “That’s enough Delilah. What are you doing here?” Kane asked, coming into the room. “I need to speak with you in private. It’s a pack matter.” Delilah said. “You can speak here. She did tell you that she’s the Luna.” “I don’t recognise her as the Luna yet.” Delilah said. “Well, in that case. Leave.” Kane said. And she looked at him like she was trying to determine whether he was kidding or not. It wasn’t long before she realized that he wasn’t.

She asked and I bowed my head, my body trembling slightly as I tried to ignore her remarks. “I’m talking to you hippopotamus, don’t ignore me! Understand?” She snarled as she grabbed my hair tightly and I nodded, letting out inaudible cries of pain. “Lauren, how about you get something for our dear friend here? What should we call her? Hippo fits perfectly. Please get something nice for hippo” She pleaded nicely and I bit back tears that were already forming in my eyes. “Oops, my hands are really slippery…” Anita apologized as she pushed my tray to the ground. I was in great pain as I watched her step on the food. I hadn’t even had up to half of it and they were taunting me already.