Novel & Cerita Lorna Morello

My hold on the podium gets tighter as I try hard not to focus on the smell. My nostrils flare, taking in the most exotic, tempting scent I have ever come across. The smell of fresh grass mix with vanilla is coming from far away. That person is definitely a newbie or fresher. Let me shift! Dakota again scratches in my head. He swings his tail rapidly, hitting my brain’s walls. This stupid wolf! No animal p**n for him. I’m going to block that national geographic channel. I don’t know what he is learning from it.

Lune watched from her private chamber, a whirlwind of emotions swirling inside her—excitement, fear, and an overwhelming sense of vulnerability. Dressed in a stunning white gown that hugged her curves in all the right places, Lune felt both beautiful and anxious. The fabric flowed elegantly around her as she moved, and the intricate lace details added a touch of ethereal grace. Her hair was styled flawlessly, cascading down her shoulders in soft waves, and delicate flowers were woven into her locks. She could hardly recognize herself in the mirror; she felt like a queen ready to step into a new life.

My voice trembled. "There were nights I cried myself to sleep wondering what I had done to deserve being hated by the people who were supposed to love me most, I believed every cruel word, I really believed I was nothing." " I took a slow breath. "But you were wrong." I turned slightly, looking at Oliver before smiling through my tears. "The Moon Goddess had already written a different future for me." I looked back at them. "The same girl you called worthless is standing here today beside the kindest, most powerful Alpha this pack has ever known, as his Luna, I am no longer the worthless Lilith, I am Luna Lilith."

"Who is she?" "She says her name is Lorena," his father replied. "We already know the identity of the person responsible." "Who is it?" Valentino frowned with annoyance. "Who the hell tried to kill me?" "Lirio Moretti," the officer explained in his place, leaving Valentino stunned. "According to the accused's statements, Lirio Moretti, recently convicted, is involved in all this. It turns out she is a relative of hers; this woman is Lirio's cousin and the sister of Víctor Moretti, also recently imprisoned for serious crimes."

Tina complained. I just laughed. They're so chaotic. "I'll start" I said when it looks like they're all ready. "no, no, wait" Gione stopped me again. Lorna somewhat looks annoyed already which is so funny. "what is it this time, Gioni?" Lorna asked, probably annoyed. They call Gione as Gioni sometimes, pronounced as ji-yo-ni. "my hair, Lori" she replied. Lorna's nickname is Lori? "just get it done" Tina said, complaining.

Mates are definitely not brought to those parties. Lorna has dirty blonde hair that is pulled up in a high ponytail. Lorna isn’t the worst looking she-wolf. In fact, many males would find her extremely attractive with her high cheekbones, perfectly thin, and zero fat body. However, her personality sucks, and I don’t like thin bitches. It’s why I’m glad Wren has curves. Both girls stand. “Alpha Valen, it’s so nice to meet you.” Anisa greets, bowing her head to me before she takes Graven’s arm.

If Cassie were wearing that, she'd not only melt but have the pleather squeaking with her every movement. Lorna was in her early forties and currently between rich husbands number three and four. Number three had been a plastic surgeon, and she'd utilized his services well. She had curves in all the right places and better than nature could ever provide. Her dyed blonde hair hung in graceful curls down her back, and her makeup was perfect. Her blue eyes looked around the room, judging the women for competition and evaluating the men for their net worth. If Cassie ever needed to describe what a gold-digger looked like, she planned on simply describing Lorna. Lorna walked over to Cassie's tabl

Vivienne loomed on the screen, and she was there, graceful and dignified and entirely believable. “I’m offering ten million dollars to anyone who can help find Caelum Morano and his crony Celine Moretti.” Ten million dollars. Enough to turn anyone against us. "Miss Moretti is a threat and an embarrassment. My son may have manipulated her, she might even find herself there under duress. "Anyone who has seen them, or may have information about their whereabouts, is urged to contact police.”

I felt chills all over my body when he said that. “Enzo,” I called, but not knowing what to say. My left arm went numb from the sudden ache going on in my heart. I feel bad for him. I feel bad for the kids. I remember the situation I had with Isabella over the Rice Krispies treat. Lillian Moretti – or should I say Lillian Baker, she was a successful model when she was alive. She always gave a lot of donations and helped a lot of people too. I know Lorenzo wouldn’t lie to me, especially in this situation, but hearing him talk about the real Lillian like this almost feels like a lie.

She looks oddly familiar, like a famous person; I think she models for Ralph Lauren. “You said you were out of town for the week, Luna.” Oh my God, it's her, Luna Ramirez. The stunning 27-year-old model, with cute hazel eyes and long black hair, who has strutted down the London and Paris fashion weeks, is standing in front of me. I can't believe it, she is just exactly how she looks on screen, so beautiful. “I know, but I had to rush back after I heard what happened to you, plus I need to be at the bakery on Saturday; we’d be shooting an ad for the bakery,” she said, smiling at him, and he just nodded.