Lemon Nalu Novels & Stories

They all claps, and Alpha Storm nods in approval of her words. Her untrue words, by the way. As the daughter of the Redwood Pack's Alpha, Linda stands a better chance at being chosen as the Northern Luna than everyone else. She will be the lady of the ball, as I am sure Alpha Storm will design it. A female member of his pack being Luna wouldn't be as lucrative as his own daughter being the Luna. "When are we expected to head to the North, Father?" Linda asks. "In two days time. You'll all be required to start preparing in earnest. I want you all to set out with your best wears, and be on your best behavior. There'll be omegas from other packs present there. You'll all have to represent this

“Natalie, don’t you have somewhere to be? I realise this is a party for everyone, but it’s so early into the night. I would have thought there would still be drinks to prepare and food to make?” “Y-yes, Luna,” she stammered, lowering her legs to the floor and straightening her dress. I cocked my eyebrow at her as I noticed the length, barely covering her ass, her underwear doing little to cover her. I decided not to comment on it – how she dressed was her choice and I had absolutely no right to shame her for it. “I’m sorry,” she whispered, looking down at the floor.

I crossed one of my leg over. "Welcome everyone to the black auction. We have pretty good items today so please enjoy. The first item. One of Lala-land's finest diamond. This diamond is also one of the rarest diamond in the world. The silver has been extinct and this is the last of its kind. It can cut through anything and projects bright light. This diamond is one of a kind. There's no other of it in the world. We will start the bidding at 3 million dollars." The person said.

I reacted immediately, I was about to drop a greeting but Sera beat me to it. Sera: greetings Luna😊 Luiz: oh I almost forgot Sera: it’s in your best interest not to forget idiot😂 Alpha Is gonna murder your ass Luiz: oh my fucking god…. I need to run 😂 I smile at their joke wondering what’s with everyone teasing me today. Me: Guys…. I’m here you know😒 Sera: oh my god what’s with that emoji Luna?😳 Luiz: she’s mad… we’re fucked sera

Prologue Limon Correctional Facility Limon, Colorado Eleven years ago Nala Porter fumbled with her purse, trying to find her wallet so she could have her ID to hand. It never ceased to amaze her how she could put something right at the top of the damn bag, just right there, and how the object promptly disappeared into it, like it had just gracefully dived into an ocean’s murky depths.

Just looking at his face made me nauseous. I pursed my lips tightly and, with heavy steps, approached the high platform before climbing onto it. I was still trying to steady myself when a figure suddenly leaped from the ground and landed on the platform—more than a hundred feet high. My eyes widened in shock as I recognized the burly man, his body rippling with muscles. Then he spoke, his voice loud enough to shake mountains and stir the oceans. “Today, we are going to witness another memorable day in our pack. Today, we are going to crown our Luna. Everyone, cheer!”

Betty smirked at her. They have reached the end of the hallway and it lead them to a more gorgeous part of the house. A freaking Lanai. Covered with monsteras and there was an infinity pool that looked so cool. Max. All of a sudden had the urge to swim. It was getting pretty warm in Alabama these days. There sat, Quentin Black. In his velvet black robe and a white shirt inside. Still in his blue pajama and leather slippers.He was peacefully sipping a steaming hot cup of coffee. In front of him, lay a newspaper and a cellphone.

Nate said as he embraced Nala. "Thanks so much Nate, you look extremely handsome considering the expensive clothesyou have on, Nala commented. Nate had put on a navy blue jeans with white shirt which tightly wrapped his broad chest, his abs visible through the shirt, coupled with the white sneakers, he was as hot as hell. Nala consciously checked her own dressing to gauge whether the two could match.

Then, before I could stop him, he turned the screen toward me enthusiastically to show the post. It was a video of Lemon chewing directly through the side of his shoe while he narrated in the background with deeply concerning levels of affection. And beneath it, the caption read: Lemon’s first mark. Limited edition. One of one. I stared at the screen for two seconds before laughing despite myself. “You’re literally showing off.” “Obviously,” Julian said with complete seriousness. “Look how strong that bite was.” Then, somehow even more proudly: “That’s my girl.” I shook my head helplessly while turning back toward Lemon again.