Lanara Novels & Stories

"Elara! I’ll give you the code. But I want Jinyan out first. When your men break through, they pull Jinyan out, and I stay here until the code is verified." "Agreed," Elara said instantly. Too instantly. "The code is... 'Leda and the Swan'," Panni said. "Input it into the root directory of the secondary relay." "Leda and the Swan," Elara repeated. Panni could hear the tapping of a tablet. "Sophisticated. Very you, Panni." The sound of digging intensified. A drill bit pierced through the concrete ceiling of the cellar, a few yards from where Elara was trapped. Light—thin, dusty, and glorious—stabbed into the darkness.

The night air was cool, but the training ground burned with the energy between Anana and Ira. Ira's gaze lingered on Anana for a heartbeat and saw that her eyes burned differently, her stance had changed; every muscle coiled, every line of her body toned. Her very breath carried a sharpened edge. A slow and calculating smirk curved across Ira’s lips. “Let’s see how far you can keep this fire burning… Luna.” She turned without waiting for a reply, her boots crunched over the dirt as she walked to a large wooden chest at the far shadowed corner of the training ground. From the darkness she dragged out a peculiar contraption, a stone projectile launcher.

“Don’t be too arrogant. You may have become the Luna today, but you will never be able to wield the power of that office. You are nothing more than an ugly flower vase, Alexander.” Christina quickly chimed in, “Madam Jezebel, today is a special occasion. Why don’t you lead the way instead of quarrel—” Jezebel flew into a rage. “How dare a maid speak to me in such a manner? You dare lecture me? Torture her immediately!”

"Did you really think you could intimdate me because you're loaded with money? Because you're an Austin? Do you think your money has any value to me? Think again. "You're looking remorseful now because you've realized who I am. What if you didn't get to know my identity? Let me tell you, learn to respect people regardless of who or what they are. This attitude of yours won't get you anywhere in life. "I screamed because I thought that substance was something else. By the way, you asked if my parents can afford that wine. To answer you, my parents can buy you and everything involving you and they'll still have change. I am Annabelle Siromani and you will not disrespect me or my family."

A few minutes later, he pulled out his phone and dialled a number. "Bonasera Alpha. Questo è il punto 96 di controllo del confine sud-nord," he began in Italian presumably to avoid raising concerns of the human passengers amongst us. Translation: good evening Alpha. This is South-North border control point 96. "Abbiamo trovato la tua Luna su un autobus umano per Seattle," he added. Translation: we have found your Luna on a human bus to Seattle. "Ma lei si rifiuta di scendere dall'autobus senza tante storie."

He wouldn't make a decision without understanding what he was getting into . Lana nodded but only showed a single design , this design was of a really exquisite jade hairpin. It had a delicate rose made on top of it with a single small butterfly wing on its left , two blue diamonds were hanging by its side with silver beads string , with a even more smaller rose on its end . Remus was stunned the jade hairpin was so beautiful he had no words to praise it , even Mike was stunned . "Miss?" "I have more designs but I cannot show it without the contract signing; I can give you two days , you and your family can think about it afterall you guys will be taking risks with me " With that Lana

He had to have found a loophole somewhere. Next to us, Lana cooed with delight. “Oh, goodie,” she exclaimed, immediately flipping through the pages and browsing. “Mmm. These are rather good. I think I’ll sell this one to Captiva United, and maybe this one to Gold Designs.” Hayden tore his stony stare from me to gape at Lana. “You’re going to sell them to our competitors?” “What’s that, dear?” Lana glanced up. “Oh.” She waved a hand over the portfolio. “Only a few. The best ones, for sure.”

“That’s great. If nothing else, I’ll be going now. Send my regards to her when she wakes up.” “Sure.” “Okay then, I’ll be off.” Sara said before turning around and walked towards the door. Matthew only watched as the elegant woman strode away. By normal circumstances, he would be fangirling over her, Sara Whitegate also known as the White Crane, one of the five Coloured Hunters. He wanted to meet all the Coloured Hunters someday. At that moment, he remembered something crucial. “Wait, Sara!” The door was already opened by the maids and Sara was just about to step through. She turned around and looked at Matthew with a questioning gaze.

"Good morning class. We have a new student amongst us today. Can you please stand and introduce yourself?" I confidently stand up from my seat beside Thea. "Hello everyone. I'm Onda. Onda Silver Thorne." "Talk about weird names." A male voice behind me says causing some people to snicker. I ignore him and continue. “I’m 17 years old and I’m from…” I can’t say Zorah now can I? Say Australia. "Australia?" That came out more as a question. "Where in Australia?" The teacher asks. Katherine. "Katherine?" That also came out as a question.

she stated earning a roaring laughter from Roman. “fine, you win be ready in 15” Camila jumbled off the couch with a huge smile on her face and headed for the stairs. She picked out a long black gown that didn’t hug her figure so that her stomach won’t show that much. She paired it with a pair of black flats and a silver purse. She didn’t do any makeup, just curled her hair and was rushing down the stairs. Roman was already ready there, waiting. He was dressed in a black suit and was looking down at his watch.