Lorna Morello Novels & Stories

Dina is Luna now'. Adriana says, "Yep, the shit is about to hit the fan".

Camila The taste of cold lemonade filled my tastebuds as I gazed over the beach. It has only been a week since we've been in Italy, and it wasn't all that bad. Elijah wasn't a total scum as I thought, but I will never let my guard down. He's a Camorra, I never trust one, except Mira, you can't not trust Mira, she's one in a million and will most definitely fight for your trust.

She was now Qiao Mo, the secretary to the President of of the Wushi Cooperation, and she was running late for work. She stormed out of her apartment building tying her long hair into a classic ponytail and wiping off the toast crumbs on her cheeks. Her long-sleeved white shirt was carefully tucked in her stripped skirt. Her purple coat hanging loosely on her leather purse almost fell off when she leaped on the bus. She still had seven minutes that, if there was no traffic would save her from a lecture from the president.

I spy one through the doorway across the hall from the gym and bolt towards it, making it just in time as bile, water, and my plain oatmeal make their way back up my throat and into the bin. I sputter and spit, ridding the remnants of my morning sickness from my mouth, and someone hands a water bottle to me. I take it without question, twisting the cap and breaking the seal and chugging it down before I look at my savior. Luna Haven stands there, dressed in ballet attire, pointe shoes on her feet and her wild waves pulled back into two thick dutch braids trailing down her back. The long-sleeved purple leotard dips into a V in the front, showing off her elegant neck, her mating mark from Wesl

"Mark took her and brought her to his pack but she ended up being adopted by beta Collin and his wife Melissa. They have a daughter so they treated Maya as their own until Mark started showing interest in her and paying her a lot of attention. Melissa felt that her daughter was being ignored and thus started insulting Maya at every chance she got. On Mark's twentieth birthday, he had promised Maya that he was to take her as his luna but he ended up being engaged to Melissa's daughter, Lily. After that Mark went for secret training and that's when Maya was cast out of the pack and made into an omega. Lily also ordered people to abuse her and over five years, she had undergone every kind of to

“Sure, sure. And what did you learn, oh wise one?” Mia grinned, grabbing her phone. “Well, I stumbled across something interesting. You know Alexander’s business partner?” I paused at the doorway to my room. “Which one?” Mia rolled her eyes. “Lorenzo Moretti.” I frowned. “Who?” Mia groaned. “Oh my God, Elena. Lorenzo Moretti! He owns Moretti Fashion Academy the one I go to. He’s a billionaire, super influential, and apparently a close associate of Alexander’s.”

I am panting and scared. He stops walking so I can get away. "Please, I do not want to do this!" I push open the door of Room 606 and hear a crying voice. The room is very dark. Several noble Alphas are sitting on the big soft chairs with barmaids in their laps. Only one young girl stands by the crystal table. It is Bela Talbot. She is a young pack scholar from the Lunar Crest Academy who works here to get coins. She lives in the same dorm room as me.

“You look like you’re preparing for psychological warfare.” Sienna folded her arms tighter across her chest while staring at the elegant white place cards arranged near the entrance of Milan’s charity gala. Crystal chandeliers glittered overhead while string music drifted softly across the ballroom. And directly beside Luca’s name? Viviana Moreau. Theo followed her gaze and immediately winced. “Oh no.” “Who is she?” “You know who she is.” Sienna absolutely did know who she was. Viviana Moreau was a French actress and international campaign model who was frequently photographed wearing obscene diamonds while leaving yachts beside impossibly famous men. Also apparently? Luca’s ex-girlfriend.

The mark on my shoulder pulsed under moonlight. Not pain, something worse. It whispered my name in a tongue I’d never learned. “Do you hear it too?” Dax asked, voice shaking. I nodded. The Moon wasn’t speaking to me anymore. It was commanding me. Lira entered the war chamber in crimson, not mourning. “The Luna throne sits empty,” she purred. “And the Alpha hesitates. Perhaps I should rule.” The elders didn’t laugh. They listened. She smiled at Vaeron, then looked at me. This wasn’t politics.