Lyanna Stark Novels & Stories

Freya asked, while Arianna felt an intense urge to reveal the truth. "Don't overthink the answer, because it's out of your reach. She's not who you believe she is; she's merely an imposter wearing the face of the unfortunate Lila. In reality, she is Lyra Green, the sly and deceitful elder sister of Lilith Green.

" What?" " Huh?" She gave me a confused look." Antonia?" Mia jounced sluggishly showing she was confused in my unforeseen interest."Yeah.Eve's friend." I stopped walking and lowered ."Wait.Eve and Antonia are musketeers?" " I just said that, did not I?" I was caught off guard by Mia's harsh tone, the sweet side you first see when you meet her disguises the fact that she's still related to a family of Mafia leaders. I nearly forgot that." S-sorry." She just goggled at me, she did not feel angry or anything but her unresistant expression just made it scarier in my opinion. Suddenly she smiled and seized my hand." Let's go."

He made a move only for him to get a terrible hit that sent him to the ground. “My name is Lyra. plan A didn't work, I think Plan B will work smoothly,” she uttered and dragged him to his car despite the looks of people. After she left Anna's residence, she visited the nearest hacker with the help of the cab driver who drove her. Anna's cell phone was hacked and she took Richard's number and then began tracking him.

Without a word, she grabbed her bag and stormed out, her heart heavy with confusion. As Jaxon turned to Alyona for support, she didn't mince words. "Brynn is history, Jax. You chose Yara. And entertaining Brynn? That's just playing with fire," she scolded, her voice stern. Jaxon defended himself, claiming it wasn't a big deal. But Alyona wasn't having it. "Put yourself in Yara's shoes, Jax. How would you feel if she was in constant contact with her ex?" she challenged.

"Daughter of Alpha Marcus and heir to Silverfang Pack. I'm here because my father sent word that he's confessing to war crimes and I want to hear the truth from his own mouth." Marcus stepped forward from behind us. "Lyanna. Thank you for coming." She didn't embrace him. Didn't smile. Just studied him with cold assessment. "Father. You look like hell." "I feel worse." He gestured to the compound. "Will you come inside? There's much to discuss." "I'll hear you out. But I make no promises beyond that." She signaled her warriors. "You four stay here. Watch for threats." As we walked to the compound's main building, I observed Lyanna closely. She moved like a trained fighter, her eyes constantly

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.

"This is impossible." "Is it?" I leaned back in my chair, savoring the moment. "Look at the blood work. Look at the dental records. Look at the DNA match I had run privately." I tapped the most damning document with one perfectly manicured nail. "Lily Morrison is Anna Stark. Tony's supposedly dead daughter." Alex's face had gone pale. He picked up the DNA report, his hands trembling slightly. "But she died in the fire. We all went to the funeral."

I was extremely angry. Her friends were standing behind her, laughing at me really hard. I knew Lilith was trying to make me lose my temper and show my vampire teeth, but Samantha was quick to calm me down. "Do your worst, Aliya. I double-dare you," Lilith said loudly, a sly smile sneaking onto her face. "Don't listen to her. Don't fall into her trap," Samantha reminded me with a soft whisper. I stood up straight and stared right into Lilith's eyes. Just by looking at her, I could tell what she was thinking.

A tall, striking blonde in a glittering silver gown glided into our circle. Lyanna Wyth. Daughter of the Western Alpha, a woman whose entire political ambition relied on her family's long-standing alliance with the Crown. She was dripping in diamonds, her green eyes narrow and her porcelain face fixed in a haughty, practiced smile. "I was beginning to think you'd forgotten about our opening dance tonight." Lyanna didn't even acknowledge me. She stepped right between us, reaching out to plant a heavily manicured hand directly on Evren's broad chest. Evren didn't speak.

“LET ME GO!” He leaned toward my ear. “Because your daughter was never meant to be your child alone.” My blood turned to ice. “What does that mean?” Lucian smiled. Then he whispered the words that shattered everything I thought I knew. “Lyanna is the reincarnation of the woman who killed you in your first life.”