Lorcana First Chapter Novels & Stories

The old man looked into her palms keenly for another full minute, his eyes widening like they were about to pop right out of their sockets. Yolanda and Charles had exchanged puzzled looks for the umpteenth time, trying to figure out what was happening. Suddenly, the old man began to mumble words that made no sense to the young man and woman seated before him. "I can see very dark spirits inside of you. I can see a__werewolf," He paused and looked closer. "There's a woman obscuring my view of your future. She's standing before a door. It looks like she is trying to keep it closed."

the lights went off in the lab, it was the time when they had to switch to the backup power. Olivia opened the pod first, she turned to pick the tranquilizer on the chair. his eyes flicked open , they were white, like that of the woman chanting spells, Olivia did'nt see his eyes, cuz the lights were out, and only the red emergency light was on, when she was about to touch him, his eyes glowed red, his wolf eyes, then it went back to it's beautiful shade of Chestnut-brown.

They or we? The other party that threw our world into chaos was the self-proclaimed animal welfare organization Live for Animals. In an act of charity they broke into Doctor Christopher Krynick's research laboratory to bring the animals to safety. Unfortunately they had no idea what was going on and a well-meaning rescue operation turned into a global catastrophe. The proles first killed their rescuers and then escaped from the research facility to bring a plague of unprecedented proportions to the world. When a hand came to rest on my shoulder and slowly brushed the back of my neck, I tried to ignore the tingling sensation. "You can leave that nice. I'm still mad at you. "

Her left hand moved swiftly to grip the lower part of her rounded stomach, where powerful, turbulent movements had just erupted without warning. Mavric Thorne reacted instantly, catching Liora’s body as it began to slump forward. His strong, masculine face paled instantly, his hawk‑like eyes wide and filled with a terrifying panic unlike anything he had ever known. The first sharp, rigid contraction had just struck Liora’s womb. Exactly as the dawn of their new dynasty broke bright and clear, sweeping away the last shadows lingering over the Long Island horizon. END OF CHAPTER 299.

since there was never any lasting peace. Not in my lifetime. No longer. A guard appeared close to the garden as the sun started to set. He had a tense expression. My stomach dropped instantly. It was there. The catastrophe. Exactly on time. "Alpha.” Darian raised his head. "What happened?" The guard took a swallow. then gave me a direct look. In an instant, my anxiety doubled. "Someone is requesting Luna Liliana at the gate." The world appeared to come to a hold. I frowned.

The beginning of my return to the world. Not as Aurelia Veythorne, the rejected daughter. As Luna, the Silver Ghost. "Ready?" Zane asked. I thought about Darian's cruel words. My family's silent rejection. The years of being treated like I was broken. "More than ready," I said. Together, we walked into the neon-lit darkness of Millbrook, toward the Howling Pit and whatever waited inside. End of Chapter 15 Comment if you're ready for the action!

I slam the sound proof doors and slowly make my way up the grand stairs, my anger heightening with each step, anticipation coiling in my guts. I warned her. I gave her ample time to dissuade her mother from signing that marriage contact. But little Lorie just had to disobey me, didn’t she? Well, time’s up. For all of them. The moment I kick open the door to their bedroom, I already know they’re not here. They escaped. My lips curl in an involuntary grin. This is the reason I’ve been inexplicably drawn to Loriah Steele. Her quickness. She’s always quick to snap back at me.

"In my timeline, you didn't reach the Shallows until Chapter 350. The Colosseum... you broke the script too soon." ​Nora stepped forward, her younger face a mirror of the elder’s pain. "You sent the First Verse? You’re the one who started the whole story?" ​"I sent the Warning," the Elder Nora said, reaching out a trembling hand. "I am the Nora from the '400th Chapter'—the one where we followed the Ink-Man’s plan to the end. The one where the Synthesis became a cage, and the Davis line became the very Siphons we fought."

At last, the turning ceased, the final page inscribed before the book closed with a soft thud in her palms. Iris held it firmly, her knuckles pale against the binding. “Everything you need to know about the past is in here,” she said, her voice heavy, her eyes glinting with the weight of centuries. “The dark history that ended in bloodshed… it breathes within these pages.” Before Lucien could respond, a sharp knock rattled the chamber door. A muffled but urgent voice followed. “Healer… the Luna! Luna Anana is unconscious!” Lucien’s eyes widened.

“My name is Alora Darian. First and only child of the Alpha of the Crimson Order Pack, I am The Moon’s curse and the Alpha’s fate. On the eleventh night of the seventh moon, in the eighteenth year, beneath the blood moon, the dormant blood shall awaken. The true Luna shall take her first form, and the howl of her becoming shall echo through the veil. She dreams now, unaware…but the moon remembers.” Alora’s POV