Lani Lynn Vale Novels & Stories

He stepped toward me with his hand reaching for my face. “Your eyes are a rare azure blue and stormy silver. Like a gem. It must be hard to go around with eyes like those, and hair with that tint in it.” He grabbed a strand of my hair, and looked at it. His face was in awe, but also had a hint of wonder. What was he thinking? “My name is Layla. What is yours?” I asked again, trying to get an answer. He was still looking at my hair. “Theodore..” He dropped my hair, and stepped back.

Lena's POV. I hummed a sweet, melodious tune as I walked down from the market with a bag of groceries in my hand. I couldn't get his voice out of my mind. I was excited. Too excited. He promised to marry me, he promised to make me his Luna. And even as I silently flung open the door, I could hear his voice in my head. Literally. “Yes! oh god! Yes! Come on, fuck the shit out of me” a loud moan snapped me out of my head. I froze looking straight ahead at the couch.

Tonight, the Moon Goddess would reveal our mates. My throat closed. I could barely breathe. This was supposed to be the happiest night of my life. And yet… it felt like standing on the edge of a cliff. “Liana Vale.” My name was whispered like a bad omen. I felt the stares again, the Omega girl from the disgraced Vale line. The one whose wolf had never awakened. The one who shouldn’t even be here. I kept my eyes on the marble floor, ignoring the murmurs, the little bursts of poisonous laughter. Their perfume and pride made the air heavy. Every noble female sparkled in jewels. I just had the moonlight.

RIVER I love my mother-in-law, really. One of the best perks of marrying into the Vale family is their mom, Luna Estelle, who is great, and when you have a great mother-in-law like that, it makes it so hard to say no to things that she may ask of you—for example, having a talk with her youngest daughter Vittoria. I have not the slightest idea what I’m going to say to that kid, but I immediately said yes and asked her to rope Luna Aeliana into it too.

Darkness swallowed everything. The bulb fizzled out with a hiss, leaving only the sound of rain dripping through cracks in the ceiling. My heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my throat. “Vale,” the voice called again, closer this time. “Come out, and maybe I’ll let the girl live.” Girl. That was me. Great. I tried not to breathe too loud. The man—Vale, apparently—moved in front of me, silent, weapon raised. He wasn’t panicking. Not like I was. He was… steady, like he’d done this before.

RIP his balls. I fiercely pull his hair back and hiss furiously, “I am straighter than the pole your mother dances on, Jax. And I am not gay, I am very much into vaginas. Send your mate to my room, I can prove you with the live telecast. But this mate thing was a big mistake done by the moon goddess. So tell me, how can I contact her?” If I could I would have sued Moon goddess by now. A low, sustained growl echoes through his chest, but soon it fades away. Jax doesn't reply, but a smile appears on his face. It widens so far that I could see his missing teeth. "So tell me, Alpha Ryan! How will you have your pups?"

Whatever they were talking about sounded important. "We should have been informed of all this earlier; then, we could have done something to stop it from happening", my mum whispered angrily. "They have put not only her life but ours on the line. I always knew this would happen." "you can't blame Luna", my dad defended. "I'm not blaming Luna; I'm blaming the gods and goddess. I'm blaming the elders, and I'm blaming her mother." I was about to walk in and ask what they were talking about when Jack spoke. "can you stop calling her Luna her name is Blair, and it has been for the past 18 years"

Valerie “Come with me.” Those three words from Lady Juliet are all it takes. I place my baby down on the bed and trail after her with mild difficulty, taking deep breaths along the way. She wades through the hallways, acknowledging greetings from guards stationed everywhere. I follow her into an elevator, trying to ignore the way my heart slams rapidly against my chest. “What’s your name?” she asks all of a sudden. “Valerie.” “Valerie.” The name rolls off her tongue, like she’s trying to savor and keep it in her memory forever. “Warrior Lyon is the one who holds the forte on the borders. If he dies, the army will be destabilized. He’s important to Ashville.”

Work was my refuge. No matter how twisted my life had become in the span of a few days, the hum of computers, the clack of keyboards, and the familiar aroma of burnt coffee in the AV Tech design department always gave me a strange sense of peace. Here, I wasn’t a secretly married royal heiress. Here, I was just Valerie Vale — a dedicated team leader with messy hair, paper cuts, and too many browser tabs open. “Val, the rendering’s glitching again,” Lianne called, half-laughing, half-panicking.

She scowled, “because you managed to worm your way into my mate’s life, you think that makes you and I on the same level? You think you can just replace me?” I planted my feet despite my fluttering heart. I step out from behind Adrian, my fingers curling into fists. “I am the Luna now, so you’re right. We are not on the same level. Lily is my daughter and I won’t allow you to disrupt our lives. You’ve had your chance, and you misused it.” A smile curled on my lips as I watched Valerie’s mouth hang open. She studied me for a moment with shock etched on her face, then she moved away from the desk and stepped closer.