Lyanna Stark Novels & Stories

He stepped calmly toward the angry wolves that never dared to pass the gates of the Blue Castle. One of the Brown alphas screamed, “That girl belongs to the Brown Pack, Alpha Harvey!” “We demand her!” another added. “She almost killed our Heir Alpha!” Harvey growled, the dominance of his voice silenced all the wolves including the Brown Alphas, “Shut the f*ck up! The woman who enters the Blue Castle gates belongs to me. Tell every wolf in the city, Aikiz della Luna is the protégée of Harvey Blue, the son of old Lycans.”

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.

"None of us asked for this. Not any of it. Words sharp and brittle hung between us. I didn't know what to say to that. His past, his responsibilities, were complex and as heavy or heavier than mine, the Night Terrors pack that he had led against all. Still, there was an insistent feeling that would not be expelled: that we were only pieces in some big play. The quiet was thick and unbearable until a voice cut through it. "Alora." Spinning, my heart leaped into my throat as I knew who it was standing at the edge of the opening. Lyanna. Her gaze was far now, set upon something only she could perceive. Older now, there was silver across her hair, and that proud stance had finally hunched over w

“Arianna... is that her name?” Lylah's eyes flickered with hope. This man knew her sister? “Yes... yes, Arianna is her name. She is average height, with long black hair and these hazel-green eyes... she's...” “I know who you're talking about, little one,” Lucas cut in and Lylah froze. “She's alive?” Tears welled in her wide eyes. Her lips parted, lost of words. Lucas eyes momentarily scrutinized her, then his voice was flat. “Yes.”

“Ohh, this is so exciting. My friend is going to be the new Lycan Luna. Haaaa.” Anna squealed with delight, knocking over a glass of wine. “Oops, sorry.” She murmured when Mia, the Alpha’s daughter of Montana Pack, eyed her. “Where is your maid when you need her?” Anna looked towards the door. “I haven’t been selected yet, Anna. And she went out to get my dresses.” The door creaked open. “There she is.”

Jessica and Marcus lead our warriors, positioned to defend against the Pure Blood forces if this turns violent. Then she arrives. Lyanna Stone walks into the circle, and it's like looking in a mirror. She has my dark hair, my green eyes, my facial features. But where I carry myself with hard-won confidence, she moves with cold arrogance. Where my eyes show compassion earned through suffering, hers show contempt. "So you're the famous Mira," she says, circling me like a predator. "The Supreme Alpha who defeated the Shadow King. The Alpha Queen of legend." "And you're Lyanna. My sister."

"You see. You see that smirk? She did this on purpose, she's crazy!" "Calm down, Mr Lance, we need to hear from Lana also, she deserves the right to speak.” Ms Molly, the assistant director said, then turned to me. “Lana, what happened?” “Thanks ms molly, thing is Mr Lance here has been making advances at me for the past few weeks since i joined the hospital” “What? How dare you, I knew you’d say this, I need this girl fired, she is not who she pretends to be, i would not sit here and be embarrassed this way, she has to go.” Mr Lance rumbled.

This remained strange to Adrian in the small quiet way it had always been strange, set alongside the larger truth that it did not change anything about what they were to each other. Lyanna was twenty-two. She was completing research at an institution in the northern territories that had invited her specifically because of her third-variety magic, which had become sufficiently documented and observed that it was now a recognized category of practice with a formal name that Lyanna found slightly embarrassing. She came home for the major holidays and wrote letters in between that were precise and affectionate in her characteristic way.

My voice trembled. "There were nights I cried myself to sleep wondering what I had done to deserve being hated by the people who were supposed to love me most, I believed every cruel word, I really believed I was nothing." " I took a slow breath. "But you were wrong." I turned slightly, looking at Oliver before smiling through my tears. "The Moon Goddess had already written a different future for me." I looked back at them. "The same girl you called worthless is standing here today beside the kindest, most powerful Alpha this pack has ever known, as his Luna, I am no longer the worthless Lilith, I am Luna Lilith."

I stopped short, looking up. The woman standing in front of me was tall and built like a warrior. Her bright red hair was pulled back tightly, and her sharp eyes looked down at me with total mockery. She wore a simple dark uniform that showed the solid muscle in her arms. This was Lana, the General of the guards and the strongest warrior in the Lycan pack.