Lana's Fantasies Novels & Stories

I dont know why I was calling their name maybe a cry for help for salvation from Elise and her wild mind. “Yeah leave me out of this” Lana raised her hand in the air and pretended to back out. I sighed and shook my head at her, i could not imagine the betrayal. “Who says I’m going to die a virgin?” “I do and we don’t want that to come, now do we?” “I can die a virgin at least that way it’s sure I’d go to heaven, you on the other hand….” “Spare me” she raised her fist in the air shaking her hand like a warning. “You would be going to that party”

Antonella’s hate is poisonous, and for once, I can’t even blame her. But Lana… Lana doesn’t deserve this. I reply with a single word. Done. Then I shut the laptop and push it away. I am lost in thoughts. He whispered Lana’s name in his sleep? Ricardo? The bastard doesn’t just want her, he dreams of her. That kind of obsession, I know, is dangerous. Dangerous for him, dangerous for her, dangerous for everyone in his orbit.

Her tears made her vision blurry , she turned around to grab tissue from her bedside when she caught his glimpse . He was looking at her in a desolate manner, his eyes held sympathy and pain .He was only a few step away but she could she his worried expression . Lana looked at Xander and knew that she was hallucinating , she knew that Xander would never worry about her .Lana's lips curled in a mocking smile , look at her how pathetic, she nearly died , list her child but still she desired Xander 's comfort . "You are not real are you? Xander will never look at me so gently " Maybe it was her medicines or maybe it was her pain but she started speaking her mind .

Lana's POV The words have been replaying non stopped in my head. Pregnant. It's not a word I ever associated with myself. Not in the abstract future I sometimes imagined, not in the desperate fantasies I let myself have during those brief, beautiful weeks with Ronan. I was Lana, the human who stumbled into a world of wolves. Lana, the Fox with power she didn't understand. Lana, the woman who walked away from love because it was killing her. Not Lana, the mother.

He deftly binds her hands with strands when he returns, and she lets out a gasp, unfurling her long lashes to meet his dark penetrating eyes. “It’s time to tie your legs too, are you ready?” He says, revealing another strand of her tattered bathrobe. Lana's eyes widen in awe, and she slowly nods, lifting her head to gaze up at him. “What will you do when you know my deepest fantasy?” She asks, swallowing as they maintain intense eye contact. Alpha Damon's dark gaze deepens, and a flicker of desire flashes in his eyes. “I will make it a reality,”

“Not if someone doesn’t want that.” “What are you talking about? What do you know?” “Exactly that. You are going to fail. That you will never be the Alpha of Alpha’s.” “Lana, you believe some shit. Your visions have constantly changed." Her head bobs up and down when she suddenly pushes the back door open, launching herself from the jeep.

That’s not enough to keep me from noticing that the center of my fantasies is wearing a suit of the same deep blue color as the one I just imagined. I immediately picture myself sitting on his lap. You have lost your damn mind, woman, I scold myself. My life may be in danger, and the best I can do is continue making up crazy thoughts about my boss? Thinking about what happened last night, I decide to talk to him. I smooth down imaginary wrinkles from my skirt before going to his office.

Maybe, just for the holiday, she wouldn’t be reminded about how their numbers were dwindling. For an instant, she wished, and felt guilty for thinking it, that she was simply a normal person, that the fate of her species didn’t seem to rest on her shoulders. Humans were overpopulated—why couldn’t she have been one of those? Sure, she passed for a normal human being in day-to-day life, but so did the rest of them. All that night, Lana had dreams of communing with nature, lounging beneath trees in her feline form, and running endlessly through a dense forest with Jackson at her side. She woke up feeling more refreshed than she had in months.

He teased, taking in my lower lip, biting it slightly and then letting go almost immediately. “Because I want to feel them on my pussy. I'm so fucking wet right now and I need you to make me scream your name.” I sighed into his mouth and leaned on my toes to kiss his earlobe. He shuddered, his hand sneaking around my waste. “Will you make Luna cum tonight?” I whispered. “Luna's wish is my command.”

I shook her gently, my heart racing, but she remained lost in whatever had taken hold of her. Then, as suddenly as it began, Lana gasped and jerked back to life, her eyes wild and filled with terror. "Lana, what happened?" Astrid asked, her voice trembling. Lana looked at us, her face pale and her body shaking. "I... I had a vision," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I saw something... something terrible." "What did you see?" I demanded, my grip on Astrid's hand tightening. Lana took a deep, shuddering breath, trying to steady herself. "Who is Vesper?”