Lara Kent Novels & Stories

I see a few Betas standing in front of the chariot. “That’s okay, Luke. I can just walk from here. It’s only a few steps away from the hall,” I tell him as I get down from the chariot. Luke visibly relaxes when I do, and he bids me goodbye as he turns around and leaves. “Hi, I’m Lara. I’m a VIP guest of the wedding,” I introduce myself to one of the Betas. He eyes me carefully and then squints his eye. “Lara Zane, sister to the bride?” He asks me, and I nod while giving him a polite smile.

Now I swallowed hard, trying my best not to look behind me because my mind was sure that they were inseparable now. “You’ve got this Celia..” Lara urged, her hands in the air and fisted. I forced a smile, glancing over at Kieran who nodded slightly. Maybe he was thinking too much about it, Lara just came and she’s been nothing but good to me. Assuring myself with deep breaths, I walked into the arena with Tiff Sherman, a casual killer as they would call her. A grade higher than I was, fists clenched, a knife holsted in her waist.

June Hall’s POV “Good morning Winster county. Welcome to another episode of Winster county with Miss June Hall. Today, I have a very special guest in the studio: Kate Zainab Omar, the face of the heroes of justice maiden magazine. Kate how have you been?” Kate’s POV “I have been doing great, thank you for having me.” “You know since you came back, people have been speculating or even asking what your next move will be after the blockbuster speech during Sheriff Morgan Wilson’s memorial. What is your answer?” June Hall’s POV

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.

“The Bronithe..” “What will happen in the Bronithe?” Finrod held to her hand, waiting for her answer. “I saw the Virsathen, it was glowing. I felt it worried and frightened. And I saw the Queen Aera; she was running away like the rest of the aristocrats. I don’t know why or from whom. Some of the warriors were poised to attack. And Ellaine,” Yntreia stopped. “Ellaine was at the center of the commotion. Someone, for some reason, wants her.”

A small, frantic voice—Katy. Her hands pulled at my shoulders, her nails trying to dig through my shirt. "Anne!" I blinked and finally looked down. Lara was limp under me, breathing, but barely. Her face was a mess. Her nose was definitely broken—bent sideways, blood gushing out of it in thick, dark ropes. Her eyes were puffed nearly shut. Her lip looked shredded. I winced. Not out of regret. Just... realization. "Katy?" "You have to get out of here. Now. Lara's people are going to come," Katy hissed.

She gestures toward me like she’s presenting a prize, and I shift awkwardly under the weight of her enthusiasm. The girl—Lara, apparently—turns to me with a warm, confident smile that could probably charm the pants off a statue. “Nice to meet you, Hades. I’m Lara, student body president,” she says, extending her hand. Of course she’s the student body president. Of course. I shouldn’t even be surprised. She’s the kind of girl who probably aces every class, leads every committee, and somehow still looks flawless doing it. I glance at her outstretched hand, then reluctantly take it. Her skin is soft, like she’s never lifted anything heavier than a pencil in her life. My mind spirals. How the he

She turned the side of her neck to show me a mark and my eyes opened when I saw it was a bit similar to mine, but mine was shinier and more precise. Wait, did she say werewolves? Wolf? I touched the mark, causing me to shiver and she nodded at me with a serious but kind look. “You are the Luna. You are Alpha Enzo’s mate.” What? Norman bent his neck towards me and Corey did the same, with Davina and Andrè. I stared confused and lost, it is when a loud giggle was released from across the fields and everyone’s head raised that I realized it was from me.

It made no sense. Selene stood at the edge of the courtyard that evening, watching from the shadows as Aria carried baskets of herbs beside Luna Maren. Aria laughed softly at something the old Luna said. The sound was gentle. Unbothered. As if she had no idea the elders had already decided her future. Selene’s lips tightened. You don’t deserve him. Her gaze sharpened. Aria moved with natural grace. The years had transformed her from the frightened girl who had once collapsed in the snow.

she explained. “No,” Koa said. She looked toward him. Something in his expression made her smile disappear. Kala sat beside her. “What do you remember?” Lara stared at off not looking at anyone and said, “A room. A girl.” Koa's attention sharpened, he asked, “what girl?” “I don't know.” Lara closed her eyes and described what she saw, “she had dark hair.” “What else?” Kala asked. “She was strapped to something,” she explained. My hand tightened around hers before I realized I'd done it. Lara opened her eyes again. “She was scared.”