Lara Kent Novels & Stories

- I answered her crying. Luna Raven is an extraordinary woman and mother. She sits down next to me and makes me lay my head on her lap, like she used to when I was little. - Tell me your nightmare, Klaus. – and I did. She smiles when I talk about my children and cries when I tell her about Angel flying into the sky. - Klaus, if you really want Angel, you can't give up until he leaves. I nod. She's right. Crying won't make him stay. I have to think of one thing that touches his heart.

She looked very much like Jennifer Connelly, with the way her eyebrows framed her kind, delicate eyes. She and K had some resemblance, too. They were both stunningly beautiful, with slim physique, the right combination of sharp and soft features on their faces, and they were of the same height, too. The only difference was, K was more exotic, which was probably something she got from her nonexistent father. "Come on in now, kids," Laura ushered them in, literally dragging both K and Jesse to the steps of the patio. "Get in and get warm, real quick." She demanded.

Before long, a crowd had already gathered around the scene. “Dad, someone deliberately pushed me. You have to do something,” Lara said, her vision blurring with tears as she saw the think red liquid oozing out of her knee. When she looked up again, her eyes coincidentally fell on Luna and her eyes went wide. She pointed blatantly at Luna and stated like a spoilt child, “She’s the one who pushed me, dad!” Lara was the cherished gem of her family. She was loved by everyone, and had never gone through a single hardship in her life. This moment of embarrassment was most certainly the worse thing she had ever suffered.

I knew exactly what she was doing. "Okay. I think I owe you an apology." "Sorry, I didn’t catch that," she responded. Of course, she’d make me say it again. “What I did to you was wrong, and I apologize.” “Good. You’re forgiven.” Unlike the others, she didn’t seem afraid that I would set her aflame for the slightest misstep. We danced on. “I appreciate what you did… I mean with Kaida.” “Believe me.” Lara lowered her voice, “She is a natural.” She replied, her smile widening, and I couldn’t help but wonder if she was another person I should keep Kaida away from. But then she paused, stopping mid-dance.

“She only got that surgery because Dr. Mirren wasn’t here. If Sienna doesn’t make it, it’s Aria’s name they’ll spit out in blame.” It wasn’t new. Not the words. Not the tone. But it still scraped. She held her posture, lifting her chin just enough to seem unaffected. Still, heat crept up her neck. That familiar, invisible weight pressing against her spine—the burden of being the outsider, even in a moment that should’ve proven otherwise. She took a slow breath and stepped forward, planning to walk past. No drama. Just dignity. But Lara moved into her path. She wasn’t holding a tray of meds—she was holding a weapon, and everyone knew it.

The first and only time she saw her cry was when her mother died. "It's nothing, Hannah," Caitlyn answered and sniffed, wiping her face with the back of her palm. "I'm fine," She said and managed to force a smile. "Are you sure?" She asked out of pure concern. "Yes, Hannah. Thank you. What brings you here?" The lady sighed and stretched a file to her. "Mr. Bernard asked me to give this to you to review after typing." "Oh, the CARIA case?" She asked, taking the file from her.

She excitedly tells me, her strawberry blonde curls bouncing around her heart shaped face. Christine is really a lovely lady. She is short, probably barely five feet tall, and dainty. Her facial expressions are quite entertaining, her freckled nose crinkled up and it wouldn’t take an empath to tell that what she was thinking about was icky. Confused, I gawk at her. “Warrior?” I ask. “Yeah, Bobby Ray told me that Deputy Scott found your camera and there was a video of you kicking the shit out of those two guys.” She explains.

MARIA'S POV. The next morning came quickly. And for the first time in years, I slept like a child who had no reason to worry. I.was finally going to get my revenge on Allen. I walked down the marble stairs with my hand on the railing. The house was quiet. For a moment I felt like I was the only person alive. Adam was a busy woman. Unlike me who stayed in the shadows, Adam liked the spotlight— everything was to help me anyway.

I asked for the tenth time. She rolled her eyes “no, we have to find the perfect dress and I know someone who can help” she pulled out her phone and talked to someone. “who was that?” I asked. She grinned ‘wait and see”. there was knock on the door and Rose came in ushering in a guy, he was tall, with chocolate skin, black hair and brown eyes. “Camila, this is Jason, my husband , Jason Camila” Kylie introduced. I almost choked on my saliva at the word husband. She was married? She looked so young, I didn’t even figure that she was engaged much more married.

Be ready in 10 minutes. Lara’s stomach flipped with nerves and excitement. She quickly dimmed the lights in her bedroom, lit a couple of candles, and changed into a sheer black babydoll lingerie set that barely covered anything. Her heart was racing when the video call request came through. She accepted. Kai’s face appeared on her screen. He was shirtless, sitting against the headboard of his bed, his tattooed chest and abs on full display. His dark eyes looked even more intense through the camera.