Lyana Stark Novels & Stories

“Tall, dark hair, dark eyes, kind of old... well, your age.” “And was he a total dick?” Elias nodded, “Yeah.” I gave Ella a heavy glance before closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. “Do you know who it is?” Cato asked, stepping forward, “Dad?” I slammed the champagne bottle on the table. “Luciano fucking Megestanis.” “Luciano? The guy who-” Cato began, his eyes flickering to Ella. “Yes, that guy.” The guy who molested Ella, raped a poor human woman, assisted Andrea Martinez, and somehow broke free from my prison. To list a few.

"It was when I was still looking into who was behind the drugs. I went to visit Eric's father Iannis. And there at his house I met the cutest, fiercest four years old and she had violet eyes." "What does that have to do with Lyanna?" I ask him, confused. "I don't think Killian ever told you this. But all children born in the Kelly line are born with violet eyes until their first turn where their eyes change or they remain violet." No it can't be possible. Could it? "But this child can't be Lyanna, she's a witch." I tell Lachlan. "No Lena, that's the thing. She's a shifter." He says. "She is?" "Yes Lena. And I'm very sure that Luna is Lyanna. Your daughter is alive Lena."

Finally gathering the strength to raise it, I tried to jog to the maid when the cold palms of the Luna held back my elbow. She came closer. Closer enough to bite off my ear and whispered something to me. “You come here looking all pretty and innocent like a kitten. But I know what you are up to and I just want you to know that I do the worst to kittens who try to drink the milk that wasn’t kept for them.” She paused for some seconds before continuing. “I almost forgot to introduce myself,” her tone a slow burn, trying to provoke me. Make me feel her power. “I am Catherine Stan. Wife of your master and Alpha King, Sebastian Stan. Only child and daughter of late Alpha King Castriel Hardwell. T

With each step she took, she felt a growing sense of empowerment and a renewed commitment to exposing the truth. But just as they were beginning to make progress, a new figure emerged in the shadows of this unfolding drama: a mysterious woman named Anya Petrova. A former associate of Daniel Mitchell, Anya had managed to extricate herself from his dangerous world, but the past continued to haunt her. Driven by a mix of guilt and a desire for redemption, she reached out to Lena, offering her knowledge and expertise.

I was treated worse than an omega and lived like a slave. I am no daughter of Alpha Cedric and Luna Mariam. I am no heir. To them, I am nothing but a monster who ate their heir before he could take his first breath. I am Lyra, the Heir-Eater, And this is my story.

“We need to move soon. I’ll talk to Kieran about the proposal when the moment is right. Until then, keep your eyes on Irene. Don’t let her slip past us.” Lyana gave a slow nod. “Of course.” As Clara left the room, her steps lighter with the illusion of control, Lyana remained behind in the shadows. Her chest tightened with the weight of the past pressing in. Iridina’s voice echoed in her memory, haunting and relentless. You’ll regret this, Lyana. One day, when the tables turn, you’ll regret everything. Lyana pressed her fingers to her temples, trying to banish the ghost. But it was no use. Irene wasn’t a woman to discard. Irene was Iridina returned. And this time, she wasn’t coming for survi

the officiant announces with a wide smile, "Mr. and Mrs. Stark!" Mrs. Stark. Lily Stark. I'm shedding Morrison like a snake sheds old skin. That name belonged to a man who tried to kill me, who poisoned me, who murdered other women before me. That name represented everything I survived. But Stark? That's the name I choose. That's the name that represents everything I'm building. Tony keeps his arm around my waist as we walk back down the aisle together. Emma reaches for us as we pass, and Tony scoops her up without breaking stride, settling her on his hip like it's the most natural thing in the world.

When he felt all eyes on him he looked up and jounced his head. " Mia noway gave her a name so they named her Viola, she does not have a surname. She lives in an orphanage in Naples." Indeed just hearing that the little girl had been codified an orphan all her life indeed though she actually had such a large family broke my heart." Why the fuck did not you just tell us Kenny? This is not commodity you can just keep to yourself!" I narrowed my eyes in Eve's direction, feeling a swell of wrathfulness run through me when she cried at Kenny. Of course, she was not happy with me when I tried to defend him.

Santiago couldn't stop looking at the beautiful blue eyes of the woman in front of him, who at first glance looked like a woman of class, the only thing he still couldn't understand was what she was doing on the floor with her little daughter. Luciana was very sure that the man was the father of the girl, if she was identified with him, even the mole on the left side was there, that man was very tall, dark-skinned, had beautiful brown eyes, black hair and a beard. days made him look incredibly attractive, Luciana did not know what was happening with her, since since Diego's death she had never paid so much attention to a man.

While we were having this conversation, one of Stark's men came into his office. “Alpha, we've found out who the mate of the Lycan king is.” “Nice! Very nice!” I would like to see who she is, have any pictures?” “Yes, pictures were taken on the day of the coronation.” “This is wonderful.” I also waited patiently to see who this lady was. A laptop that contained the pictures of the said mate of the king's Luna was brought to Stark. I waited for Stark to confirm who the lady was before asking further questions.