Lorna Of Fiction Novels & Stories

I puzzled over how she managed her food so precisely Later, we settled in the living room, a book on my laps. Serene sat by the fire place, her hands folded neatly in her lap. The flames painted her face in gold. “They say a wolf walks in shadow,” she said softly. “A hunger that wears skin. Some call it cursed. Others say it’s only a story, but stories don’t spread without reason.” I shifted uneasily, my gaze lifted from my book to them, the words pressing against my chest.

"Haven't you realized the Festival of Serenity, for Lunaris' first ruler and Great Star Divinus of the Moon, is celebrated once a year on the same date as tomorrow? Don't tell me you've been held up in your room all this time and didn't realize how busy the palace has been these last couple of days?" Such accusations stabbed Luna's conscience because, sadly, it was the truth. For these last couple of days, a new romance book dealing with a reincarnated princess betrayed by her fiancée absorbed her attention. The plot was so captivating that ever since Luna picked it up, she hadn't been able to put it down, not even to sleep.

Slowly, I began to brush my long blonde hair! I thought I was finally at peace but then I realized that it was all too good to be true! Everything about the escape from my room to Ivan attacking me was all a dream! All of that was a dream except for the fact that I was indeed going to get married to Ivan! My parents were still keen on making me marry Ivan and Ivan in reality really did refused to listen to my choice of not marrying him! The only thing that I wished were true from my dream was me running away since I also realized that my wedding day was the next day! I was going to be marked by Ivan and become his Luna! I could not let that happen!

"Orchid Lorne is known as the Mad Doctor or the Hallway Doctor. She's been sitting there for three years now." "What's she doing there instead of sitting in a clinic?" Faye asked in confusion. "She's different from the rest of us," said Faron. "Because she's the light in a sea of darkness, a warrior who challenged the laws of darkness. Because she affected the entire medical industry and was shunned and forced to become a loner because of it." Faron got to his feet as he spoke, growing with emotion as he clenched his fists and shouted, "She's a warrior who had the courage to step out of the darkness, sacrificing herself to save her fellow doctors! But she's alone, and she's going to need hel

“But don’t worry. I’ll punish you. I’ll make you fall apart so hard, you forget your own name before the sun sets.” She rose and tossed her hair over one shoulder. “But not yet.” They tied Dorya to the couch again — ropes around her wrists and ankles this time, looser than before, as if Chantel wanted her to struggle. She lit the fire, the flickering light casting a golden glow over the wooden cabin walls and illuminating Dorya’s pale, furious face. For a while, no one said anything. Lorna sat on the floor near the hearth, cross-legged, humming under her breath as she looked through a duffel bag for snacks. Chantel, meanwhile, lounged like a queen on the opposite end of the couch, slowly und

I pictured those same tits in my hands, her body twisting and moaning while I slapped them until they bounced and turned red. “Mother, what is going on?” Darius asked, snapping me out of the filthy haze. “Haven’t you noticed something strange about your city Luna?” He frowned, glancing between me and his mother. “What is strange?” “She has no scent,” his mother said. “I noticed it yesterday. She is fooling you.” Darius turned to me, “I noticed that too, Lyra. Why don’t you have a scent?” Tears burned at the corners of my eyes. I opened my mouth, but no sound came out.

Image mattered at Blackwood; it kept the wolves fed. Liora took comfort in that petty rule. If she couldn’t be the one Ronan noticed for real, then she’d be the one who controlled the narrative around who he’d been with. Control was a kind of seduction too. Her footsteps slowed as she remembered the night, sharp as a cold slap. She’d wanted to go down to Scarlet’s window, to the sill, to confront what she’d seen. Instead, she’d retreated back to the dark corners and decided to craft a finer trap. Marking her as untouchable ... not by blood but by law ... would be clean, surgical, lethal.

Loyal, powerful, and, I knew, constantly smelling the pheromones that leaked from this room. “I want to watch,” I said, the words dropping like stones into the quiet room. “I want to watch all of you get fucked. Hard. By them.” Silence. Then, a slow, wicked smile spread across Lorna’s lips. She lifted her head, her blue eyes gleaming. “Finally,” she breathed. “I’ve been dreaming of Dean’s thick knot for weeks.” Aida sat up, her full breasts swaying. She bit her lip, a flicker of nervous excitement in her dark eyes. “All… all of them? At once?”

Everyone on the room had gone speechless from the story that Ernaline had just told them. " Lucretia really do all of this?" Lewis asked speechless as he stared at a Ernaline. Who would have thought that their Luna that is so highly respected was nothing but a murder and she didn't just kill one person but an entire family. "She had done a lot more than this to become the destined Luna" she spoke, Xavier did see a word he just stood with his eyes wide open listening to their conversation.

Each one seemed more stunning than the last, and the women also paused when they saw us. We tried to ignore the prickling feeling of being stared at, but 4 of the women suddenly blocked our path. The one in front was pretty and blonde but she was frowning like she smelt something bad. "So these are the new slaves?" she asked, as she eyed us up and down like we were disgusting. Brianne immediately snarled at her, "You better watch your mouth little girl. You are in the presence of the Luna of the Spring Pack. And we are not slaves, the Alpha and his men chose us.”