Nova Lane Novels & Stories

“Yes, Mr. Langley. We’re on it!” Nathan started the car with a cold look on his face after hanging up. Before they headed toward the mountains, his phone rang once more. It was Finn. He picked up the call, only to hear Finn’s anxious voice. “Queenie Lane is on the move, Mr. Langley. She just bought lots of food and is now driving out of the city. I’m following behind her right now.” “Where is she headed?” “Judging by the direction, she’s headed for the mountain area between North City and Cloud City.”

The next morning, Luna was energized by her brief video call with Sebastian. He was doing okay and the meetings were heading towards a slow but positive finish. That bit of good news was enough to mobilize her strength. Luna set off for the North Shore, eager to experience the wilder and untamed side of Hawaii. She chartered a driver who drove her across the rocky expanse of land in his Humvee. She relished the sights as the Humvee juggled along the rough terrain. The hills, jagged cliffs and the endless expanse of the Pacific were all mesmerizing to her.

Nerola drove while she nagged. “Ninian! Ninian!” A figure also showed out from the passenger seat at the side. It was Lana. She said, “Please stop your car. I’m really afraid of Nerola’s driving! I almost died!” Actually, the extended Lincoln was already slowing down before Lana’s reminder. It stopped after it found a suitable place. The white car also stopped. Nerola unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the driver seat neatly. After she raised her arm and shut the car door, she turned back and put her hands on her waist. She looked valiant and formidable.

“We should rejoice, Kingdom of the Lycans! After a thousand years— the Goddess has chosen another Luna to save us from a catastrophe that the higher heavens bestowed!” Yulo’s announcement made the crowd roar in excitement and happiness about the new Luna.

~Elena~ "Welcome, my future Luna." The words barely had time to settle before Crystal stiffened like she’d been struck. The air froze. Then— "Excuse me?" she snapped, voice like a blade, sharp and cold. Trevor turned, unreadable, but Crystal was already seething. "I am the future Luna," she spat, her fingers digging into Ryan’s arm like claws. "Not her." Her gaze burned into Trevor’s, daring him to challenge her. Daring him to argue.

“Positive Alpha.” “Let’s see if we can lose them.” Noah growls, taking another turning trying to rejoin the highway. I pull my phone out and try to use the satnav to find a quicker route back to the highway. We’ve never turned off in this area before and are finding the roads endless diversions. “Now?” Noah asks through the mind-link including the warriors. “Still there beta, you’ll have to put your foot down unless you want us to intercept?”

"Nothing, I just caught it on the car door when I was getting out. Why are you so nosy anyway?" "Serious? That looks nasty," Noah said, reaching for her hand. "Drop it, Noah! You’re annoying!" Lona snapped, startling him. "I’m not in the mood. Go back to your own class." After Noah left looking totally confused, Lona drifted back into her thoughts. Her mind raced back to that moment in the car. She imagined what would have happened if Revan hadn't stopped at her thigh. She pictured those large hands exploring the rest of her with that same ruthless edge.

Sighing, Norah settled on the leather seat in the back, pretending she wasn’t aware of the scooters that kept buzzing up beside them for the next ten minutes as they drove into the hills. The windows were blacked out, however, so the followers soon gave up, accepting that their opportunity was over and they might as well go file the photos they had and collect their payments. The car climbed high above the lake, away from the city, where she finally let out another sigh of relief. Leone leaned forward to close the privacy window and poured two glasses of cool water. “Tell me something, piccola. Was it so bad?” he asked handing her one. “I don’t understand…”

Oh joy. When Coach Mitchel stops talking, Aiden, Kelson, and the third string QB leave while the rest of us stay in the room with Coach Morely. Morely talks about the practice films we'll be watching tomorrow morning and what he expects of us. "Jordan, you'll be sticking with Lane. He'll explain what you'll be doing during morning session. The two of you will join special teams each afternoon." I don't show my relief but I'm glad to be with someone who knows the ropes. From the information I found online, Lane is twenty-eight, he went pro directly out of college, and he's single. He has fair skin, blue eyes, and short brown hair. He's good looking, though no Aiden Patrickson in my opinion. T

"They're still in the southern section. If we take the northern route, it'll take them at least an hour to reach the scent crossover point. An hour is enough for us to cross the gap and reach the edge of the human district." Lane reached into his pocket and touched the edge of the stabilizing reagent, confirming it was still there. His left shoulder gave no signal that needed processing as he moved—the remnant of the gray line sat beneath his skin like an old healed scar: no pain, no heat, just there. He glanced at Evelyn. She had refastened her coat, tightened her cuffs, and raised her collar to cover the side of her neck. She stood at the start of the gravel path, facing north, her weight