Lyanna Stark Novels & Stories

Her brothers walked out and shut the door behind them, leaving her in her cold room, with her damp tears collapsing in on themselves and her loud sobs that she kept to herself. 🌹 The tailors measured dutifully, whispering to themselves. They’d secretly give her pitying looks as if knowing the fate before her, but she caught those looks. If they thought they were sly, then she was James Bond. But it wasn't just them, though, all the maids, the guards, so-called henchmen, they all gave her those pitying looks. “Anaya,” She jerked furiously and accidentally knocked the tailor down,

“Oh, he doesn’t know, does he? Poor thing. Thought you were the only miracle born under the red star?” Lucien stepped forward. “Impossible. She was the only child taken from the Ember Sanctum.” “She wasn’t the only one,” the woman said, pushing herself to her feet despite Kael’s growls. “She was the only one who survived.” Aria stared at her, heart racing. “What’s your name?” “Lyanna,” she said. “Born of the same flame. Same prophecy. Same fate. Except… I was abandoned. Left to die when the sanctum burned. Found by those who hate what we are.”

She said as I nodded and said it was okay. The made finally finished and left as I put on the dress that she had brought with her. "So, it's finally good to have our queen with us, I have been waiting for this moment," She said excitedly. "Are you sure you are the beta's mate?" I asked. From what I heard from Mira. Selene was the most toughest female on the battlefield. Her attacks were ones that could kill. Maxwell gave her permission to train the girls to keep her a little busy.

Lyanna listened intently, her silver eyes wide, absorbing every word as though her mother’s voice had the power to tether her to the world she had just left behind. “You see, my moonlight,” Aria whispered softly, brushing a strand of hair from Lyanna’s face, “a Luna Queen’s strength isn’t just in her claws or her teeth, or even in her wolf form. It’s in her heart. Her patience. Her decisions. Her ability to guide, to protect, and to know her people… her pack.” Lyanna’s ears twitched in thought. “And… will I always feel… different?” she asked hesitantly. “Because I’m white… and I’m… me, but… more.”

I slid into my car and slammed the door shut, breathing hard as I started the engine. I called Beta Lester. “Kyla?” he answered. “I almost had her,” I snapped. “Alpha Jake ruined everything.” He hesitated. “This is going too far. You need to stop.” I laughed softly, cold and humorless. “Stop? After coming this far?” “Kyla,” he said, voice tight. “If Alpha Dwayne finds out—” “He won’t,” I said firmly. “And even if he does, I will not let Alyanna Hendricks become Luna. Not of his pack. Not of anyone’s.”

Cassian’s gaze flickered, watching me too closely, as though searching for a reaction. “Her name was Lyanna.” He said. The name hit me like a thunderclap. My knees nearly buckled. “Lyanna?” He stiffened. “You knew her?” My lips parted, but for a moment no sound came. Memories I had buried clawed their way back to the surface, images of warm laughter, of gentle hands that always smelled faintly of herbs and smoke. Lyanna. She had been one of the kind women of our pack, a hybrid who moved through the world with quiet resilience. I had been a child, clinging to her skirts while my mother worked the fires.

Marrok POV Lyanna can be incredibly adamant and stubborn. I know exactly where that stubbornness comes from, though. She got it from me. Lyanna has always been my favorite daughter. My only daughter, to be precise. I have two other sons, Draven and Darius. They are my right-hand men, and they have always watched over their sister. The Luna position must be filled by someone from our family. That is the only way we can secure our family's position and become the most respected family in the pack.

Does this mean it’s possible that she will have sex with Drake, not just once? ‘Of course, girl,’ Leia uttered, her wolf. She shook her head. It’s been a while since her wolf talked to her. “Anyway, your check-up is done. We need to go back to the royal house to prepare you,” Lilac said as she stood up. - “DRAKE might be ruthless on the battlefield. You must know that his purpose is to protect his kingdom,” Millie reminded while helping Emily boost her confidence. Emily bit her lower lip and nodded. “I’m fine, Millie. Nothing to worry about,” she said and smiled. She knew that Millie and Lilac were concerned about what would happen, but this is what it was. It has to happen.

Adoneram shouted at her when one of the lycan dragged him away from her. Yennifer looks terrified and she doesn't know what to do. She only stands in front of him, gazing with her blank face around her. She saw some customers tiptoed and hurt others for saving their lives. She looked beside her and she saw Stark on the corner who was calmly finishing his drinks. Yes, she knew that Stark was the King of Lycans and maybe he knew this but when he stood up and took one of his race on the neck and thrown him away, I guess it's not his plan.

She looked at Jamira. “This is my daughter Layla, right?” Jamira looked seriously, and said yes. Lucifer got up from his seat, and walked to the woman. “Lilith, she’s been in the human world all this time. She probably doesn't know that she can breathe or not breathe and be fine.” He wrapped his arms around her, putting one hand right above her breast. He kissed her with a passion I had no clue could exist.