Romans & histoires Laurel Lance

"Really? Like what?" Lance leans closer to me against the bar counter, a playful smile tugging at his lips as he locks eyes with me, making my breath catch in my throat. "Kendall Muller . 19. Majoring in Chemical Engineering. Loves to play the piano, been playing it since she was four. I even know your favorite composers, Frederic Chopin and Claude Debussy."

“The Banshee did that?” Lance Armistice said contemplatively from across the cluttered desk. The hard-nosed trainee captain, after listening patiently to Allen’s retelling of Morose’s story, roughly stroked the stubble on his chin thoughtfully. Although not the giant that Frank Brunes was nor as beefy as some of the other Hunters, Lance possessed an appearance of constant agitation, which made him difficult to approach.

I paused and allowed my words to sink in. “But today, it's different. Today marks the start of a new era here. What you will witness is a bond in leadership.” The silence was thick. “There will be no superiority in our bond; it will be an equal leadership.” I turned to Lyra. Her eyes met mine. Beautiful “Lyra is not beneath me.” I extended my hand, and she took it. “She is my Reignmate. Not a Luna, or a Queen, but a Supreme, just like I am. Together as one.”

Not submissive. A weapon. But a controlled one. After a long pause, I slowly shifted back. The glow faded. My body settled into human form, my breathing even. Laurel leaned forward, her voice barely above a whisper. “She’s real.” “I told you,” Ryan said, stepping beside me and handing me his jacket. Alpha Regal finally stood, his tall frame casting a shadow across the table. “You have my attention, Elena of the Star Raiders.” I met his gaze. “Then hear our plea.”

She looked at Jamira. “This is my daughter Layla, right?” Jamira looked seriously, and said yes. Lucifer got up from his seat, and walked to the woman. “Lilith, she’s been in the human world all this time. She probably doesn't know that she can breathe or not breathe and be fine.” He wrapped his arms around her, putting one hand right above her breast. He kissed her with a passion I had no clue could exist.

“I had no idea you could do all that. I thought your gifts just involved calming people down.” Laurie chuckled. “Let’s hope that’s all I ever need to use them for.” She smiled and Vanessa felt the utmost respect for the seemingly angelic blonde. “How did you meet Lance? I’ve been curious considering you’re so… different .” Vanessa blushed, realizing that may have come across the wrong way. Laurie responded with another of her lighthearted laughs. “It would certainly seem that way, but there’s more to Lance than most have gotten the chance to see. Our story is complicated to say the least.” Before Laurie could continue, Vanessa doubled over. She felt as if an icy hand had reached in and wrapp

she narrated feeling wronged. "But Lyla technically you guys never even spoke or interrupted with each other," Jennifer pointed seeing Lyla's explanation as pointless and shot Lyla a look. "We would have if Lily had not come into the picture. I will go for Derrick and win him over once Lily is all destroyed," Lyla said and smiled wickedly. "I thought I was evil, but I think you are more evil than I am," Sheila said laughing. "Alright, I think we need to plan our next move, now that Luis is off our back and the traitors got rid of," came Mr Mingle's voice. "With Lyla as our new face, we can execute our plan. Take over the country,"

Lance said, his voice breaking with emotion. He didn’t know how to start, especially since he was meeting his daughter in such an unexpected way. He didn’t want her to be shocked or scared of him because of what happened to his daughter. “My name is Starr. I am the daughter of Lance Hart and Celine Salvatore.” She introduced what her mother had taught her. A torrent of tears escaped Lance’s eyes. “Sweetheart, I’m Lance Hart,” he said, a smile gracing his lips as he introduced himself. “Would it be alright if I gave you a hug?”

I know I have always pride myself around as one but when Moira first congratulated me and called me Luna it sent me the chills. “We are here to get you ready for the coronation, my Luna.” One of the girls interjected. She was the smallest yet posed as a leader. “You can go ahead.” I managed a smile, not wanting to appear hostile to them. “Okay, my Luna.” The girl replied and they immediately got to work.

"Lance was the only college student involved in the illegal operation that happened in one of the clubs we raided." "W-What do you mean?" Shantala asked with a creased forehead. As far as she could remember, Valerie told her that Lance was doing well at the university so what was she hearing from this man right at that moment? She added, "Gavin, one of the things I hate the most is liars so if you are joking right now, drop it before I get mad." "I'm afraid I am not joking, Kierra," he responded. "Lance Arceo. A first-year college student at Estermouth State University. He is related to Stacey and Shantala Arceo by blood–"