Loralai Hart Novels & Stories

Nora smiled softly, lowering her gaze just enough to appear modest, though the satisfaction in her expression was unmistakable. “Unlike…” my father’s voice dipped slightly, his gaze flicking toward me for the briefest moment before dismissing me entirely, “others.” "You have my full support to go on with Nora, my Alpha." Support? Didn't I just catch Nora and Xavier in bed two nights ago? They claimed to be in love, why is she suddenly moving towards the alpha? And father is in full support. There was silence for a little while, then alpha Oliver suddenly cleared his throat. “I came for Lilith.”

His anger crashed over me before I was fully awake inside my own body. I stared at Kyle, then at the girl standing beside him with red-rimmed eyes and her fingers twisted in his sleeve. Lina Hart had been a low-ranking Omega when Kyle brought her back from the border. Somehow, she had gone from being a rescued stray to the one woman he protected in every room she entered. She tugged his cuff and spoke in a voice soft enough to melt butter. "Alpha Kyle, please don't talk to Serena like that. If she doesn't want me to go, I won't. I'm used to spending the Full Moon Festival alone anyway. It's fine. Really."

Inside her voice. Inside the way she didn’t look at him. Something about that refusal stayed lodged in him longer than it should have. Not rejection. Redirection. As if his presence no longer anchored her attention at all. And that realization—quiet, precise—landed differently than any corporate threat ever had. Later, Sebastian picked up the printed program booklet beside him. Flipped through it slowly. Nexora AI. Evelyn Hart. Founder. CEO. No mention of Vale Corporation anywhere in her history.

She said his name, her voice breaking sadly. “I just can’t be that mate…” He sighed. “I am so sorry, Kelly.” He proceeded to stand on his feet. Placing his hands in his pockets, he continued, “The Oracle is tomorrow night. You just turned eighteen last week; you’re still young. It’s a great place to find someone.” The Oracle was a ceremony that happened once a year. It was for werewolves to find a mate, but you had to be eighteen and above to attend. Everyone in the pack that could attend always did. Even the alpha of the pack and his Luna.

Delara's face that made me sit forward. "Then you don't know everything," she said. "Courtney Hart was not simply a brave young woman who stumbled onto dangerous information. She was manipulated, yes. Frightened, yes. But she was brought into Harlow's circle before any of that. She got involved with him before she understood what he was and by the time she did—" She stopped. "She was already pregnant." I went very still. "Harlow is Nyla's father," she said. Plainly. No softening.

“She’s the cutest sister in the world!” Under normal circumstances, Orlando would have shot back, “Mine is the cutest.” But today, he didn’t quite have the confidence. He gave a dry laugh. “Mr. Hart is truly blessed.” “That I am,” Caleb replied without modesty. “Old Master Willow has arrived!”

he replied and went out of the door **** Elora was getting accustomed to the palace and trying her best to build up her stamina since Ore and Alexa would not be able to help her out every time and she has to stay alive for her revenge. She was coming back with the basket of clothes aside to her to wash at the laundry side when a figure stood in her way. She raised her head to see a lady of about twenty three years dressed in a pink gown, her hair was rolled up into a bun and a golden pin was used to hold it in place. Her face was painted with makeups and her lips were blinding red

Her green eyes roamed over Lydia as she exclaimed, “Oh my God!” Lydia stifled a laugh; she knew her mom would soon comment on her beauty and how she would sweep every male off their feet that evening. It was clear that Lydia resembled her mother, both standing tall and slender, with curves that could captivate anyone. Lydia had inherited Luna Alice's striking green eyes, long tan limbs, pointed nose, and beautifully shaped lips.

CHAPTER 37 Daisy's POV I gasped and unconsciously took a step back when I saw the lady take off her mask. The grip I had on Daven's hand when I approached to mark my possession slipped as I stepped back. Never before had I seen a woman with such beautiful features and I knew the whole room was stunned too. The music that was playing had died down momentarily and all eyes were on her! “I believe a proper Introduction will be in order.” The lady flashed a dazzling smile. “I am Lady Orlena…” She bowed. “Daughter of Alpha Lex of the northern Snowrest Pack.”

"This is Emma's latest artificial heart design. With this, your launch will blow the medical world away." Lily snatched it, eyes sparkling like she'd won. The divorce papers slipped from my hand and hit the floor. Alex turned, face going ghost white. "Emma! What are you doing here?" He rushed over. "This is Lily Hartway—the student you once mentored. She's just here for a collab." "Emma, long time." Lily smiled, decked out in Armani. "Yeah, long time." I shook her hand like I hadn't seen a thing. "Didn't mean to interrupt. You two look busy—I'll let you get back to it."