Nova Lane Novels & Stories

The window glides down silently, revealing a familiar face. "Nathan Vane," Luna says, her tone dropping to an icy chill. "What are you doing blocking my car at this rush hour?" "Taking you to work," Nathan replies smoothly. Stepping out of the vehicle, he circles around to the passenger side and opens the door for her. "You are incredibly skilled at the art of ambush," Luna notes. Deciding that arguing is a waste of precious time, she slides into the passenger seat. "Speak your mind," she orders the second he starts the engine.

Noah, outside thе van, wisely raised his hands in surrender. Aftеr a tеnsе fеw minutеs, Lana еmеrgеd from onе of thе cars, taking command of thе situation. "Comе out from thе van," Lana ordеrеd, punctuating hеr dirеctivе with a gunshot into thе air. Jane echoed thе sentiment, urging us to comply.

The shop Ronan worked at was part of Alpha Lucia’s empire—a sleek car dealership that dealt in everything from luxury sedans to rugged off-roaders. “Dad, I’m out with friends,” Nova replied, her tone aiming for casual but landing somewhere in strained territory. She fiddled with the hem of her jacket, her nails—painted a deep crimson that matched the anxiety flushing her cheeks—tapping rhythmically against the fabric. “What’s so important that it couldn’t wait till morning?”

Because I wasn’t part of the prophecy. I was the disruption. Dax led me underground, beyond the oldest stone. There, in silence, waited wolves I’d never seen: outcasts, exiles, mutations. They bowed to me, not in fear, in recognition. “You carry the eclipse blood,” the eldest whispered. “You are our Luna. And the war is already lost… unless you change the ending.” Vaeron came to me under the bleeding moon. He didn’t kneel. But his voice trembled when he spoke.

Assuming Mitzy was checking back with Laney, he awaited her answer. Laura was driving much faster than the posted speed limit, weaving the Charger in and out of traffic, yet drawing little attention from the other drivers as she did so. Just as Laney was about to answer Mitzy's question with a negative response, the two girls spotted a familiar Corvette about a quarter mile ahead of them traveling almost as fast as they were. "Affirmative," Laney said to Mitzy, the smile on her face almost detectible in her tone. "We are in pursuit."

“If you're scared, you don't have to come. Besides, his car is a convertible. Only two seats.” Luana jumps up excitedly, leaving her friend behind as she follows Noah toward the car. She makes a point of having Noah drive through the busiest streets in town. She wants everyone to see her riding around in a luxury car like that. “This is so cool, Noah. I never imagined I'd have a cousin, let alone a rich one.” She laughs. “Please don't think I'm a gold digger. It's just… my town is so small. I never thought someone like you would show up here.”

Zara’s POV The storm didn't stay in the hills. By the time we reached the northern rim of the Essex County line at 2:00 AM, the downpour had turned the New Jersey Turnpike into a black river of slick asphalt and spray. Luciano drove the dull grey diesel pickup with a slow, heavy precision, his large hands motionless on the leather-wrapped wheel. He didn't use the high beams. He kept our speed at forty-five miles per hour in the far-right lane, blending smoothly between two five-axle coal haulers making their night runs down toward the industrial docks.

“Safety’s here. Point and pull if anyone who isn’t me gets close. Understand?” She nodded. The metal felt cold and heavy. Kane grabbed the duffel, checked the peephole, then led her out the back stairwell again. The night air hit Lila’s bare legs like a slap. They kept to the shadows, cutting through alleys until they reached a nondescript sedan parked under a broken streetlight. Kane hot-wired it in under thirty seconds. They drove in silence for twenty minutes, city lights thinning into industrial darkness. Lila’s heart still hammered. Every time she closed her eyes she saw the man’s arm cracking in the door, the way Kane had moved like violence was a language he spoke fluently.

The baby thing wasn’t exactly great but she had faith they would make it work. Linlin went to slide into her side of the car, turning around with a second glance because a flash of light caught her eye and searched along the narrow road behind them to see what it was. Lot’s of cars parked neatly in line and she assumed it was sunlight on a window or something, noting the furthest vehicle which was black had just shut their door. She waved it off, got in, and got them out of their parking spot in record time. Navigating along the narrow street as she set her sat nav to their new route.

However, it would also be a good base to launch an attack on Red Dawn if the alliance between Silver Night and Grey Stone could be secured. Nala sat very still in the passenger seat. At first glance, there wasn't a single trace of nerves around her, but Connor could see the whitening grip of her knuckle as her hands clenched together in her lap. Her gaze was fixed out of the window, but her stare was far from vacant. It was critical, searching, gathering information. They were the eyes of a warrior headed into enemy territory and that’s exactly what she was. Maddie and Jess had worked with her all night, giving her tips and lessons on Luna conduct, showing her how to apply simple make-up, ho