Lani Lynn Vale Novels & Stories

Lorna says as she sets the other bags down. “Thank you,” I reply, getting ready to walk her ass to the door. “Look, Wren, that’s your name, right?” She asks as if she cares. “Yes, that’s my name.” “I know you are his fated mate. So, I thought from one female to another, you should know Valen is considering making me his chosen mate and putting me in the Luna position.” Lorna informs me as a wicked grin crosses her face. “Excuse me?” I ask in disbelief. No way what this bitch is saying is true. Crimson growls in my head at the thought.

"Hahahaha! Don't be ridiculous Landon, I didn't hear you out through any mind linked. You spoke to me and I responded simply. I am human and I have no mate yet until the Moon goddess hears my plea and makes me shift. Until then please spear me the drama. “I am sorry if that hurt you but I am sure you will not want a human mate who is not powerful. I mere helpless Omega who is more or less good for sacrifice” She said with a straight face “No, I know what I am saying, Valerie ” William pressed down his argument on her. “Whatever! William" She smirks at him. Then loud coughing pulled them hastily apart, Valerie turned to be greeted by the disdain look of Loba, the Moom goddess princess of the

"If you don't mind, I'd like to see through them myself?" I refused to answer him while he went on reading one invite address to another. I don't have time to attend any boring tea parties and witness women gossiping like immature girls. Unlike any other Luna, I take my position way seriously to match my Alpha's grounds. Although nobody usually demands me, it is of the will in me that somehow urges to be the lady I should be. The Luna of all Lunas and the lady of all ladies. With my current mindset that has somehow grown through the years, nothing matters more than the reputation I was placed. For I know for myself that I've bled to maintain and earn the respect I should have in this positio

I turned my head and saw Killian, my mate, still glaring daggers at the man in front of me. He smiled and held out his hand. "Hello, Luna Valerie. I believe I haven't properly introduced. My name is Tyron Valking." he introduced politely. I reached and shook his hand. "Just Valerie, I am not a Luna." I said, aware of Killian's gaze boring into me. "Why not? Having no Alpha does not make you any less of a luna." he said. His words seemed to creep up my neck and I felt a blush coming on. Again, what the hell is wrong with me?

Her expression didn’t change, but her gaze sharpened, assessing, impressed, curious, and Luna felt it: this wasn’t admiration, it was recognition. Valerie approached with the calm confidence of someone who built entire aesthetics with a single gaze. “Luna Reyes.” “Valerie.” Luna smiled warmly. “I didn’t expect you here.” “I wasn’t planning on attending.” Valerie’s eyes flicked briefly to the stage where highlights of Luna’s comeback performance played on a loop. “But after your concert, it felt necessary.” A subtle compliment from Valerie Sinclair, that was practically a standing ovation. “You changed things,” Valerie continued. “You reminded the industry that authenticity sells louder than

Laila said as she walked towards Lord Storm and seductively sat on his lap, Valerie was dragged out by two guards roughly and ruggedly, her mouth was taped, her hands were shacked and she was roughed into the exquisite car. she cried. "Help !" T. B. C ♡ Drop your reviews, lovely reader, and follow us on I* @authorchrisney__ ♡(> ਊ <)♡

"Good afternoon, Miss St Lewis," The gawking face fell. She snapped her neck over to Gillian. He grinned innocently. "Did you tell her that annoying last name?" She hissed. Gil pouted and looked away innocently. Valarie returned her gaze to me with a tight smile. "It's Valarie McNair, don't forget that," her blue lips squeezed together and her eye twitched slightly. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Luna—" "Alpha," Gil and I corrected sharply. "Alpha Xoel,"

I was still on the balcony of an outlet upstairs . Until, I heard ; “You must be Lorna.” It was a female voice. There was a tone in that voice, I couldn't place it. I turned, and there she was , stunning, venomous, red dress like a silent threat. She was extremely beautiful. I didn't even know what to say at first. “I’m Valerie. Ray’s secretary.” She smiled like a blade. I'd heard that name before, Draco had said she might come with her father, who's a Council member as well. I remembered the way Ray got upset about it. It seemed there was something about her.

Like most creatures on Eldora, a young girl, Valerie Carson, watched within the darkness of her dungeon. Her skin prickled with anger, a common effect on nights of the full moon. She felt her wolf growl with a desperate urge to be set free. To howl at the moon and to run with her pack, her brethren. Never has she allowed it, not only because she couldn't, but because if presented with the choice, she wouldn't. Not here. Not in this dungeon. Her striking white, almost silver, hair was damp from the rain. It floods through the small window that was too high up for her little body to reach. She flinched every time the thunder booms, and lightning cracks open the heavens.

I stood behind her so that they would have a full view of her; after all, she was the Luna. “On behalf of the alpha, I want to specially welcome you all to our pack, Axelland,” Lyra said warmly, her voice carrying authority yet kindness. “Most of you know me as I have been with you for the past year. But for those who don’t know me, my name is Lyra. I am Damien’s mate, and this is Denise, his sister. He has been incredibly busy, but he extends his wishes and says he will come and see you when he has the time.”