Lara Kent Novels & Stories

She was running to be the principal of Ember Pack School, and just needed the approval of Elon's older brother who was the Alpha currently. Now a girl would keep her sex tape with another man and she would let her go free? Nirvana yelled again. "Give me the phone!!" Lara hid it behind her. "I didn't video you, I promise. I just....I just want to collect the money and leave" Alpha Keiran now realized that what Nirvana noticed was actually making a sense. He advanced towards Lara. "Nirvana wasn't saying you video us?" Lara gritted her teeth in regret as she realized she'd given herself away too quickly. Looking at the two people, Lara knew they were both very powerful. One was the wife of the

She even pulled up the details of the photo to support his explanation and the time on it was May 15, 2021. “Oh.” I said, too stunned for words. Lara smiled. “So… will you consider my son's offer?” Jordan's face turned red. “It's not my …” “Will you?” Lara smiled. “I've always wanted a daughter-in-law.” Jordan rolled his eyes. “You have one already.” “Oh please, I don't like Kylie,” She snorted, then pulled me close. “I like Mariam.” “Marie,” I corrected.” “Even better.” Lara smiled, pulling me out of the restaurant.

Suddenly, Chantelle's eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at Delcan. A smile spread across her face, and she reached up to touch his cheek. "Hi," she said softly. Delcan felt his heart skip a beat. He had never seen her look at him like that before. "I didn't mean to wake you," he said, his voice low and gentle. Chantelle sat up and took his hand in hers. "You didn't," she said. "I was just resting my eyes." She looked down at the outfit she was wearing and blushed. "What do you think?"

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

Amber nodded "Yes ma'am I will do my best. Angel stared at Eve angrily "Oh come on.....I could totally do that!" Eve looked at Angel with a surprised expression "You're still here?" Angel pouted and left the tent. She'll show them! she will do her mission so well they will be begging her to stop! "And as for you Anna, code name Spark?....why Spark?" Anna smiled at Eve's question "Because that is the nickname Ms Kim gave to me and also, because I am special Eve" Eve nodded satisfied with her answer.

Drake says. As we walk into the conference room, Drake follows me in. He takes a seat beside Colby and leans forward on his elbows. “So, I understand Kate explained a bit of my situation; I am looking for a woman who looks like this woman in this picture. I believe she goes by the name Lucy,” he says.

Leah Sullivan had never wanted to slap someone so bad! She sat in one of the two black leather armchairs across from her father’s large mahogany desk, and stared at her father, King Marcus. The only outward sign that she was anything other than the calm, unaffected facade she presented was a slightly raised eyebrow.

Her reason was because Mara is also a special case which will be usefup in wars and battlefields. Lara weilded her scythe made with poisonous thorns and roses. She's elegantly dancing in the middle of the battlefield while slaying demons as of it was the easiest thing to do in this time. No wonder she was called the dancing princess of the battlefield. Her way of fight is just too elegant and yet it is dangerous. Especially that she uses a rare strong poison which is coming out naturally on her sweat, blood and tears. The pattern on her left face is almost similar to Damien's. Though, hers was golden brown and has smooth and detailed pattern unlike Damien which was rough and less detailed.

“Adrian?” “I need information on Rafael Moretti.” There was brief silence. “That name hasn’t come up in years,” Ken said carefully. “He has now.” My voice must have carried enough danger because Ken immediately became serious. “I’ll look into it.” The line disconnected. Lara kept staring at me from the bed, unease written all over her face. “Who’s Rafael Moretti?” she asked quietly. I looked at her. Then away. “A mistake from my past.” And one that apparently wasn’t finished with me.

“I just need a minute…” “As you can see, I am busy,” she interrupted, straightening her chair. Her eyes were sharp and wary. Just then, the door burst open, and a blond walked in, accompanied by a little girl. My attention snagged on the child first, assuming that she was the lady's, but as the child turned toward me, my heart stopped. “Mummy!” she yelped and ran toward Elara. She had dark eyes, the same sharp curve of the jaw, a faint dimple in the left cheek. Not even the hair down her back could hide the glaringly undeniable truth.