Lena Petrova Novels & Stories

And there was only one person who might have the answers—Anya Petrova. Anya had been one of Daniel’s associates, though Lena had never met her personally. She was a Russian businesswoman with a reputation for being ruthless and cunning, and Lena knew that if anyone could shed light on Daniel’s activities, it was Anya. Lena managed to track down Anya’s contact information through some of her own connections, and after a few days of careful planning, she decided to reach out. It was a risky move, but Lena was running out of options. "Ms. Petrova," Lena said when she called, her voice calm despite the anxiety gnawing at her. "My name is Lena Mitchell. I believe we need to talk."

he continued with a gentle tone and slight bow. I sat at the edge of my bed and rested my hand on my knees. He wasn't wrong, it was his job to support and advice me. Feeling frustrated about his take on Lena felt somewhat selfish but he couldn't understand what I was feeling inside, what I wanted them to see even if they were going to stand against it. “She comes from a pack we've been fighting for generations. Alpha Dominic is literally the alpha of her pack. You know how crooked he is, he hates you”

Chloe added proudly. I nodded, swallowing a lump in my throat. “You really are.” “We’ve got to run now—Chloe has ballet.” The woman extended her hand. “I’m Natasha, by the way.” I shook it. “Lena. Lena Venedetta.” “It was lovely meeting you, Lena. Enjoy Hermosa Beach.” “Maybe we’ll see you in New York next year!” Chloe shouted with a grin. I smiled. “Maybe. And thank you—for everything.”

He chuckled at Lena who just smiled and raised a knowing eyebrow at him. “Ah, shut up” Lena groaned and chuckled. “Last night was amazing, you did a great job for our business!” Dmitri praised her. “Well, I’m good at it. You know…” Lena raised an eyebrow proudly. Lena gridded more than 70 international drug markets worldwide and it made her become the first successful woman to achieve success in less than a year. To be honest, I’m not proud of her, I’m not proud of everything she just made.

Alex and Jessica both were warriors and were dedicated to the Pack. Lacie went with black leather pants, a lace black top with a cami underneath and black heels. Lily was sporting a green leather mid-thigh dress with short sleeves and black ankle boots. Monica was all black – black mini skirt with black corset style top and black heels. I chose my signature black skinny jeans, black tank with my black leather jacket and black leather heeled boots.

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.

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.

Since she was a child, Tatiana Kintyre Wilbur Thyagaraja was born to be defective with all the traits of a she-wolf. She was born weak to slay, fragile for all the quirks that had to give rise to fulfillment, and a wimp to even hoist up a sword. But she's the claimed lineage of Thyagaraja's direct disciples through various ancestors, the reason she was scurried to be the Alpha's mate. Yet, after knowing how feeble she is, the Alpha ordered a decree for all the gratis she-wolf to battle and win the chance to be his other half.

She could feel something coming from the pup, as if it were reaching for her. She smiled. “What’s your name, pup, and how old are you?” “My name is Carter, and I’m thirteen.” They stood swaying side to side with Carter’s arms wrapped lightly around Leah’s waist. He was the same height as Leah, but she could already tell he would be well over six feet tall once he stopped growing. He had dark hair and blue eyes that were reminiscent of Ray and Francesca, and she had a suspicion that he was related as well, but she didn’t know how.

“And you...” Everybody anticipated what Svetlana had to say, especially me. Oh, she only spits facts, I reckon, the only shifter who wasn't afraid to throw words even if it was for the Alpha. I should expect her to slap me with words just like what she did to the three. “Happy to work with you as your pack doctor, Luna Aera. Svetlana Ivanov is the name,” she introduced herself, bowing her head at me and proceeded to pound the neem leaf some more without waiting for my acknowledgment.