Lyana Stark Novels & Stories

They saw the danger that was coming, and there was something about wanting to end Giovanni’s terror that seemed to go as an unspoken vow. Two slipped ahead of us, scouting the corridors. Another, an older woman with silver-streaked hair and sharp eyes, stayed close. She was the one who had raised Lysandra after her mother died. She was the one who fought everyone and everything to keep her safe for a long time. She had raised Lysandra to be the perfect woman. But you understood later that it would be impossible to satisfy Giovanni regardless of which he was going to do. She’d wrapped her arms around Lysandra when the girl used to cry at night. She’d bandaged skinned knees and hummed lullabie

Lana could see that her mother was angry for some reason. “I don’t care about this now, Zaro. You could have told me this earlier instead you chose to hide this from me. And now you are willing to drag my daughter in this mess. I won’t let that happen!” Luna Valeria shouted while threatening him. Alpha Zaro kept on explaining his stance. “Valeria—Valeria. This won’t happen. No one has the power to hurt your daughter.” He paused. “Svetlana is the Moon Stone.”

Lyyana began to look panicked, afraid that a villain might enter the house. She reached for anything nearby. Her slender fingers managed to grasp the kitchen knife right next to her left side. She grabbed it and aimed it towards the hand covering her eyes. "Whoa! Relax, darling! It's me!" the man exclaimed as he removed his hand covering Lyyana's eyes. Lyyana turned her body to see the figure of the man standing right in front of her. "Petra!" Lyyana exclaimed, reflexively tapping Petra's arm softly as she wiped the tears that had wet her cheeks.

He blurted and Helena smiled. "I promise." It wasn't entirely true, but Adrian didn't know that. Because she wasn't working to merely destroy Lilith's marriage and get her acquainted with Adrian, no she was only fighting to destroy Lilith's marriage, she involved Adrian because she intended to put him in the frontline row and deceive him into taking the fall, then make Lilith believe Adrian is the real villain who destroyed her marriage, and finally in the end she could have Adrian to herself... That way she'll be killing two birds with just one stone.

“Come on, uh… what’s your name again?” “Lana,” I replied quickly, straightening up. “Right. Lana, help me get him down for breakfast. There’s nothing Uncle Tristan hates more than an incomplete table.” “And when exactly did I agree to have breakfast with anyone this morning?” Kylian growled, his eyes narrowing. Of course he had to be difficult about everything.

Also another betrayer to be rid of. The woman, Stacy, I think was her name, looked genuinely hurt. If only she knew what she did, or rather didn't do, in my previous life. "Lady Vivian... this man, he is one of the Lycan princes. If we get rid of him, we will be getting rid of one of the major pillars of the Lycan pack," she explained it slowly to me as if I was confused. But I wasn't, I was seeing more clearly than I ever have.

Brianna joined in to help her sister, but I had Tracy in a tight lock and I wasn't going to loosen up even if the world was ending. Unfortunately, my anger was short-lived. I fell back as a cold and thunderous voice rumbled through the air. “What in Gaia's sake is happening here?” Her voice cut through my bone line razor sharp blade. Her heels clicked on the floor, pulling an unnerving cloud of fear with her. “Lena, you'd better have a perfect explanation, or I'm gonna skin you alive for trying to harm my daughters!” She snapped.

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

Layla crossed her arms, cocked her head, and asked, “Can I have that in writing?” I frowned. “What?” She repeated calmly, “Everything you just said. In a written mate contract.” A contract. For a mate bond. I nearly laughed angrily. “You don’t trust me?” I was Lucian Stark, Alpha Prince. General of the Warguard. Undefeated in battle. My word was law and my promise unbreakable. This woman—my fated mate—was questioning me? She shrugged. “I don’t trust this world.” I exhaled, carrying my pride with it. “Fair enough.”

The aura that Chloe gave off at that time, was almost the same as if Cillian was around. “Take out four or f-five male prisoners, give them a-aphrodisiacs and lock them… with Laura Denmir…in her cell…” Lana was momentarily stunned, it was something that was very possible and common if she heard it from Alpha Cillian directly. But hearing it from someone like Luna Chloe? This did not make her judgement on Luna Chloe become bad. On the contrary, this was beyond her expectations. And also it was beyond her expectation. Since childhood, Lana and her brother, Lian, lived in misery. They were the unlucky natives of Silver Moon. Especially her, who turned out to be born with Omega blood.