Luisa Oliveira Lando Norris Novels & Stories

"You need to watch your tone, Lacy," Stephanie scolded her. "Who do you think these women are? Mistresses?" She asked, and Lacy realised she had committed an offence. "That is Linda, Alpha Theodore Orlov's mate and fiance; that is Avery, mate and fiance of Alpha Marcel Sidorov and this is Tamia, fiance and mate to the lord of the north and soon-to-be Lady of the north," She said, and the event planner was speechless.

“I had no idea who he was. I thought perhaps he was a model or a p**n star.” Iris choked lightly on her coffee. Orlando blushed again. “Hush now, Olivia!” I scolded before I started laughing. “Luna Olivia has been an outstanding Luna,” Orlando protested. “She hasn’t been in her position for more than a few months, and she’s brokered new alliances, revealed scandals, and helped Alpha Elroy defeat a usurper. Lunaris is blessed to have her.” “She’s allowed to shush me, Orlando,” she said. “She’s my mother, after all.” She smiled.

Liam then suggested as we entered the makeshift dance floor near the fire pit. I muttered mysteriously to him, “Well, there's not much to tell," and I let that idea vague, but actually there wasn't much to be told at all, as Olivia Mason didn't have much of a story, not even made-up stories. The person who had several stories to talk about in her life was Caroline Andermier, Princess of Tresoria.

One of them stepped forward. A woman, mid-thirties, sharp posture, sharper eyes.“You came.”Everlyn met her gaze.“You asked.”The woman smiled slightly.“Fair.”Jesse crossed his arms.“Let’s skip the mystery.The woman nodded.“Of course.”She extended her hand.“My name is Liora.”Everlyn didn’t take it immediately.But she acknowledged it.“You represent…?” Everlyn asked.Liora’s smile didn’t fade.“Something new.”Marcus muttered under his breath.“That’s never reassuring.”Liora ignored him.

“She’s the firstborn. She could challenge. She could destroy ” “Or expose,” Oliver says coldly. That word slices deep.Because that’s what this is really about. Exposure. Narissa steps forward, and I feel that familiar pressure in my chest, the echo of a bond long severed. I could feel the family connection that was once rejected. Silent. Legal enough to pass scrutiny if anyone had been there. But no one was. I made sure of that. “My mother was your original Luna,” she says. The room gasps.

an unfamiliar voice greeted. "Giovanni, Pablo, Rafael! It's good to see you again," Andrea replied before three strangers appeared in the kitchen. "And who's this?" one asked instantly seeing me behind the counter. He was clearly Hispanic but obviously wanted me to understand what he was saying and could tell I was more likely to understand English. "Ah!" Andrea said his eyes lighting up. "This is my new bitch. Ella Jones, Luna of Alpha Leonardo Loren." "Loren's mate..." one said eyeing me. "Good catch, Andrea. But I've heard about her. Doesn't she give the Alpha a run for his money? Always running away, disobeying, talking back...ect..."

I reach out and grab the paper, feeling the glossy, almost shimmery finish. "Our Alpha would like you to respond immediately, and I have been instructed to remain at your side till you reply. I suggest you do so promptly," she snapped in my ear, suddenly closer to my side of the table. So she was just another one of Landon's slaves. The way she said our Alpha unnerved me. "Alright then," I breath. With all eyes watching me like a hawk, I peel the envelope open. I feel like it's contents have something incriminating on them. Something that Landon knows will genome in tousble with Cyrus.

“Remember that we’ll have Livie's little brother besides that we don’t have the legal age.” "For the first you get a babysitter and for the second you get... these beauties.” He said, showing some false IDs "They gave them to me last night, I didn't know the name of your former older brother-in-law, therefore, his name will be Rico Ruiz, I hope he has a Latin face.” "Hmm…” I think I forgot to tell you that Olivia's mother was Spanish. "Was that what the photos were for?" "Exactly, by the way.” he started smiling "Welcome to the best trip of your fucking life. It'll be the bomb!" Yeah, sure…

Liam asked coldly. Norris's crafty eyes flicked around. "Oh, I get it. You must be the second-in-command! You seem calm, steady, and low-key, but still intimidating. The moment I saw your team, I knew you were special. With leaders like you two, no wonder everyone here looks elite!" Liam fell silent. "What the hell are you trying to say?" Hayley finally snapped, clearly annoyed. This time, Norris looked her up and down several times, but unlike how he praised Milo and Liam, he didn't compliment her at all.

Oscar informed. She's really looking gorgeous sitting next to that man that he almost took her to be his girlfriend except that Patrick said Mr Adrian was married. Patrick Connor smiled. Oscar was mistaken someone else to be Lola. That woman in there is Lola Carrero, daughter of a retired admiral and a model. “No she's not Nelly. She's Lola Carrero and she's a model. She's Adrian Lester's ex-girlfriend. She'd just returned from Paris a few days ago. Oscar squinted and was quiet for a while. Is he wrong? Can't he recognise Nelly when he sees her, simply because she was dressed expensively?