Nova Lane Novels & Stories

She called Dominic. "She’s behind me," Lina said. "The van is finished." "Where are you?" "Tenth Avenue. Under the overpass." "Hit the wall," Dominic said. "At this speed?" "Angle it. Scrape the concrete. Do not brake." "She’s shooting." "Hit the wall, Lina. Then run for the dirt." Lina watched the mirror. A flash blinked and a bullet punched the seat. The concrete barrier was there. She did not brake. She turned the wheel.

I felt myself lurch forward slightly as the guy whose lap I was on stood up, clearly not eager to test the Andrew's patience. “I’ll see you later, beauty,” Nate said to Christina with a wink before the group vanished like smoke. I watched them go, unimpressed. Really? One fart and you're all gone? Spineless. Then Alpha boy locked eyes with me again, his voice low and deadly: “No one. Will. Touch. You.” Oh good, now he thinks he’s Liam Neeson. I rolled my eyes. “You're so fun at parties.”

Dad says, "You two have earned them. You've worked hard and did an amazing job training Gabriel's warriors" Now the tears are falling for real. We both stand up, go to Gabriel and hug him tightly, "Thank you so much! They are amazing!" We take a closer look and the license plate on the purple one says, YARA and the license plate on the dark pink one has FREYJA. When we sit on them, I notice Luna is airbrushed in cursive on the gas tank along with a picture of a glowing white wolf howling at the moon. Kayla's has the same except it says Badass Beta. I laughed when I saw her's. It's the nickname she earned on one of our trips into town and she knocked out a guy three times her size for trying

Noelle: "Lost Angeles." Lorraine, who hadn't gone to bed yet, replied in astonishment. "Lost Angeles? What are you doing all the way there?" Noelle sent her a crying face emoji. "Oh, nothing much. I was so upset, and before I knew it, I was on the highway."

Lola enquired. Unsure what he should tell the kids, Noah tapped his finger on the steering wheel, “Well… I want to help him financially…” Noah then turned his gaze to Larry who sat next to him, “Do you think he’s gonna hate it?” The LOL then starring each other, they didn't know how to answer. However, while waiting for the LOL to respond, all of sudden a black Lamborghini was coming from behind, and then it moved forward to block Noah’s car from the front.

The manager chose to look down, avoiding direct eye contact. Luna walked briskly, deliberately knocking over a crystal glass that was on the table. She then headed straight for her car. "I'll drive myself," Luna stated when the driver tried to open the back door for her. She could see the hesitation on the driver's face, but with a sharp look from Luna, he stepped back, allowing her to take the keys from his hand. Luna got into the car and instantly accelerated, speeding through the Los Angeles streets at night. Luna gripped the steering wheel tightly, tears that she had been holding back finally streaming down her cheeks.

The expression on their faces told me how silly my question was. “Nailah? Who is Nailah?" Axel asked. “You are the Luna of this pack, you can even ask Zephyr to be your maid, however Nailah is, you definitely can have her.” Dante concluded. " True baby, I would be better off serving you by your side in bed all day than going to the off right now but fate is not fair and we have to leave now.” Zephyr winked at me as they all said their goodbyes and left me alone to myself in the room.

The highway was quiet for a Thursday morning; a few sedans, a delivery truck and a biker weaving too confidently between lanes. Sloane kept one hand on the wheel and the other resting near the gearshift with her window opened enough for cold air to slip inside the car. Her phone sat in the cupholder, Lila’s name still glowing from a text she hadn’t responded to. Call me. Please. Sloane had read it four times and put the phone face-down each time, she wasn’t ready for whatever Lila wanted to explain.

Two Hours Later. Willow Brooke. CALLUM “Luna,” Nolan Muttered with a small bow as soon as we arrived the location he sent us. She responded with a small nod and I closed the door behind her. All three of us turned to look up at the building in front of us. The building wasn’t on an abandoned road, rather it was along a very busy road but if you do not look close enough, you could miss the tiny path that led to this place. Kael must have done a good job making this place his hideout.

Shadows that didn’t move quite right. Above the gate, one of the holo‑ads flickered. For half a heartbeat, in between promos for WEAPON PACK UPGRADES and BLOOD ARENA MAIN EVENTS, my face flashed with a neon caption: WILLA ROANE – NEW FAVORITE? The text glitched, stuttered, and then snapped back to a generic logo. Like the city had laughed under its breath and then pretended it hadn’t. “Contestants,” the city’s voice said, that same velvet‑wrapped steel. “Prepare for insertion.”