Lana's Fantasies 소설 & 이야기

Julia and I chuckled from our seats, exchanging looks. Lana shook her head slowly. “That's where we all die then. First, you breathe like a construction site, then you convince us it's just a breathing problem. Afterwards, you'll start breathing like a siren and because you naturally have a terrible singing voice, you breathe. Like a siren. Luring the rest and eating them alive.” Everyone in the office stopped and stared at her. Even Grey who was still seriously working. The entire thing she just said sounded like what Craig would most likely say, not serious minded and straight Lana. It was so absurd that I thought I'd switched universes, not just timeline.

Lydia and I stand there like simple people because our noses are not wired that way. We all filter into the room and low and behold there sits Lana in sexy lingerie because her coat is missing its belt. "I knew she was the reason your apartment was trashed." everyone's eyes are on me. "Oh did you bring your little red bitch to humiliate me, Gabe? Or is the audience here to watch you fuck me? You know it has always been a fantasy of mine for a man to take me in public but this will do. " Now everyone's eyes are on Lana. "You wish you cheep whore" I snort the heads roll back to me, this time I wish there was a mirror because I do not recognize myself, I am not usually this mean.

"I'm not ash. I'm right here. Standing in front of you. Real. Alive. Fighting for us." "Maybe you shouldn't be." The words hit me like a physical blow. "What?" "Maybe you should go. Leave. Start over somewhere else." "You're pushing me away." "I'm setting you free." "I don't want to be free from you!" "But you should be." His voice cracked. "Lana, I can give you money. A new identity. Protection. You can go anywhere. Be anyone. Start fresh where no one knows your face or your story." "I don't want that."

"Lana, just look at you. No matter how perfect your plastic surgery is, I can still see through that nasty heart of yours. A woman like you won't get the affection of any man in this world because you don’t deserve it." "Did you think that I was the one with you every single night? I'm going to tell you this right now. Whatever you saw at night were just your illusions." "..." Lana's face went scarlet. Gritting her teeth, she could not accept the fact that she thought she had obtained the heart of the man before her when in fact, the man who was with her every night was not Jeremy Whitman! She even fantasized about working along with this man, and when they had earned enough money, they woul

The thing that he learned about women is if don't explain anything to them and they will make one explanation of their own and put faith in it like a f*cking totem! Lana was a sharp woman who knew the ropes and it never ended well for people around her. If she was to assume everything and that everything was not up to her liking, she may even run away which wasn't the worst part. Who knows how he would find her this time around. She had too many enemies to walk in the open sky…

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.

Instead, I thought of every scenario this kiss between them could lead to. But when my eyes did eventually close, the image that my sleepy brain conjured was the one scenario I had avoided thinking about. It was a fantasy, something that could never happen. I dreamed about kissing Atalanta while Raiden’s hands moved over her body, cupping her breasts. Lana moaned into my mouth. “Feel how wet she is, Zev,” Raiden growled lowly, and my hand reached for her core. Lana willingly opened her legs for me, my fingers brushing over her underwear. It was soaked.

Lana boasts “and you’ll never get out of here. She is the only one who knows how. I attempt to mind link Lucas. Nothing. I can’t reach him. I must be out of range. Lana’s spell is fading I see her boobs first. “Why Lana?” I ask. “Why? You are pregnant again and you ask why?” Lana rolls her eyes. “You little girls and your stupidity. I had the perfect man all he asked was no children. Fine no children, not like I want it lose my perfect figure anyway.” Luke cries again so I scoop him up. The witch moves so I kick her head knocking her back out. “You are young enough why not find someone new?” I ask.

" My eyes shot open. I was sitting in a chair at a local café next to the front store window. I couldn't see out it, but a fuzzy white light seeped inside. My heart was beating fast like it wanted to thumped right out of my chest. In front of me was Lana Christine. She was wearing a brown sweater and black jacket. Her hair was pinned up in a bun. She had the cutest round glasses that fit snug on her face. "Lana, sorry about that. Did I zone out again?" "You okay," she said, rubbing my hand. It was nice and warm. "I haven't been sleeping well." "Nightmares?" "Yeah," I said, glancing around the shop. It was nauseating like everything was slowly blurring in and out. "Want to have sex?" I turned

ELENA’S POV I could still hear the crack of stone from down the hall. I found that weird but it happened. I sat curled up on the edge of the bed, my knees pressed to my chest, while noticing Xander’s anger. My mind kept spinning the same thought over and over. What if Trent finds out about this? What if he sends his men here? What if Xander gets hurt because of me? “Urghh!! So many what-ifs.” I placed my palm on my head and squinted my eyes to see how much of a mess