Mallow X Lana Novels & Stories

Lana said as she tucked the cinnamon raisin bread she baked into the basket. Lana smiled as she handed the basket over to Harris and then excused herself. She needed to go out and let the chickens loose. As Lana looked at her flock of chickens she nibbled on her lip. She wasn't sure exactly what kind of chickens they had in the human realm. But she would hate to never have dragon chickens again. Lana went into the shed next to the coop and pulled out a large crate. After stuffing six dragon chickens into the crate, she opened the gate and pulled off its hinges before setting it on the ground. “All right you little things, run free, be free!” Lana sighed as she looked at the cage and then wal

But Lana was different. "My name is Miley Holder." The girl on the platform said, jolting me out of my thoughts. "My parents are gamma wolves. They run a business together... We are from the Eastern Lane Pack." "Nice to meet you, Miley. You can stand there now." Victoria pointed towards the empty area to the side. "Now, the next one." It continued. Soon it was Lana’s turn. That meant I was next. "Hi. I am Lana Jacobs. I am a witch. My parents are ordinary witches who run a shop, and we are from R City." She finished her introduction smoothly.

"I know what you're going to say and I've got it all solved while you were crying. The Luna has given us her permission to leave the pack lands and go have fun. We're going to need a car though, we need to reach the Luna's house to get one". At the mention of going back to Adrian's house, my eyes widened and Lyla rolled her eyes at me again. I wonder how her eyes hasn't stuck to her skull with the amount of times she rolls them in a day.

Lana's POV My hands are shaking, and I did not notice until I tried to turn the page. The first page of the second file is clinical in the way of documents produced by observers rather than participants. Detached. Precise. The kind of language that has been drained of all warmth on purpose, because warmth would require whoever wrote it to acknowledge that the subject they are analyzing is a person. Subject: Lana Hubbard. Classification: Hybrid Specimen — Fox/Wolf. Designation: Lycan. Theoretical category, previously undocumented.

Kendel started, running her fingers through her short pale blue wig. “She looks good, don’t you think?” Micha clapped. “Yeah, just,” Lana began, adjusting Aislyn’s top so that the fringe settled at an angle which allowed the silvery fabric to settle just at the curve of her breast. “It’s meant to tease, not cover.” The soft stroke of Lana’s nails nicked her peak just so sending shivers through her body. “Oh, sensitive…” Lana grinned. “This will be quite the night, eh?” “That’s what we’re hoping,” Stina was sure to follow. “No heels right?” she asked, dumping hers on a lounge chair along the wall.

I said and we laughed. “I wanted to cross-check the calendar again,” Jaxon said amidst laughter. "Tell me about it," I said, chuckling as I sat down opposite them. "Feels good to be home." Jaxon leaned back in his chair, eyeing me with open curiosity. "So? How was Axelland? Word reached us about the celebration. Sounds like it was quite the event." I nodded. "It was... intense." They waited, patient, as I gathered my thoughts. "I met Alpha Damien. Strong leader. Fair but fierce. His Luna, Lyra, she's special, as you already know. You can feel it when you're near her. She holds real power. They're a force together."

He said. Just then, Alexa slowly transform back to her human form. *Luna shift!* *Luna is actually a wolf* *I can't believe it!* Xander quickly takes off his shirt and throws it on Alexa's body. "Don't fucking stare at my mate!" He growled loudly. They all quickly turn away from Alexa... Xander wears her his shirt and carries her in a bridal style. "Take those two back to the dungeon!" "Yes, Alpha!" They chorused. Then Xander walks out of the woods.

She folds her arms and sits on my bed " You shouldn't have done that". She crosses her leg showing off her sexy light skinned laps, she had on bum short with a big white Tshirt. Lana is mixed, and she's very beautiful, she has beautiful brown eyes, black curly hair that brings out her tone, and her very pink lips. She's very curvy, has the perfect size boobs and a big butt, Theres no straight man that wouldn't find her attractive. "Alright I'll behave, wouldn't want to get my boo upset".

I say, crossing my arms. Romona is a new addition to the pack, having found her animai just a few months ago. What the Goddess was thinking when she paired them together I have no idea. Lark Mathers, from what I’ve seen, is actually really nice, but his animai is a nightmare. Romona is 20 – same age as Lark – has long black, straight as a pin hair, hazel eyes, round-ish face, full lips, full nose, is 5’7” with soft olive skin and two giant airbags on her chest. I assume she uses them to distract Lark, because how else does he not see how horrible she is to everyone? He’s all wally wally, blood and dolly over her. I don’t know how she gets away with it, aside from having a rank. She’s also th

Madison’s breath hitched. "Don't," Austin snapped, his voice a jagged blade. "A Luna needs to be pure. Strong. You? You're a wolfless fraud with a scent so weak I can barely smell you over the trash outside. Victoria is the true daughter of the Alpha. She’s my match. You’re just... a mistake the pack is finally fixing."