Novel & Cerita Smallville Lana Lang

“How so?” I glide my tongue across my teeth and click my tongue. “For one, Lana was attacked by Arachnia demons while she was in the cave, and she ordered a horde of locusts to kill them. Then she began rambling some rhyme about some old lady who swallowed a spider. Her moods would shift from gleeful about all of the death around her to anger at me for what she has suffered. I had to stop her from hurting herself.” He gives me a grave nod. “You think there’s something wrong with her?”

I couldn't force a coherent sentence out of my mouth. Lana stepped away from the desk and leaned close to me, whispering right into my ear, "You're shocked that I'm not a petite blonde, right? I'm also not a virgin. He wasn't my first, but I am his only true love." She flashed a malicious, triumphant smile. "Soon enough, you'll find out the real reason why he keeps chasing after girls like you for fun. When you discover his truth—who and what he really is—you'll pack your bags and run." With that, she strolled right past me, barely even bothering to pull her clothes back on.

I suddenly asked, my curiosity getting the best of me as Lana stopped in her tracks. "She barely speaks even if Camilla is being rude. She is ashamed of her scars, so I had to get one of Camilla's jackets for her to cover up her arms. She flinches at the smallest noises and doesn't let anyone touch her." Lana said and I dropped the cup. "Did she work?" I asked and Lana shook her head. "She has a lot to learn. She can't cook, nor sweep or even do the dishes. And Alpha.." I could hear the pain in Lana's voice and I frowned.

I wonder, trying to fit the final piece in the puzzle so I could be prepared for what’s to come tomorrow. Slowly, Lana’s lips morph into a strange smile. “ I didn’t have a miscarriage. I killed it. ” My heart stops beating for a moment. “ what? ”

The mysterious woman seemed to notice the tension in her face and truth to be told, it amused her a little bit. “Don’t look so threatened by me, now. I have no intention of hurting you. I know you are Vincent’s younger sister, I wish to discuss something with you, but before that, may I come in?” Lana observed her entire attire and found no traces of weapon. If she truly came there unarmed then perhaps she bore no ill intention, but of course, she could not be too sure about it. Her experience had taught her enough. One could hide weapon anywhere even if he or she was to wear a thin garment like latex suit. She still needed to be wary, yet in the end she still allowed her in and the two of t

With the way Lana watched her. Too carefully. Too often. Like she was guarding something that didn’t belong to her. I glanced toward the snack table, then leaned down to whisper in Ariana’s ear, "Want anything?" She shook her head, giggling under her breath, still tipsy from the cheap canned sangria someone smuggled in. “Just don’t take forever.” I kissed her shoulder before standing up. Lana was standing near the cooler, digging through melted ice like she was hunting for gold. Her phone was beside her abandoned on the bench, glittery case faced up, screen still glowing.

I said, just before the door opened. A woman with long wavy brown hair and dark big eyes stood in the doorway. She was average height with tanned olive skin and an athletic, toned body. She wore a plain white shirt and a pair of cotton shorts. I could tell that Luciano liked the look of her as soon as his eyes landed on her bare legs and slender shape. Before I met Ella, I would have thought it too. But I physically can't. It's like something is blocking any thoughts of other women. "Hello," I said, the light of the hallway falling on me and Luciano's faces.

"You see. You see that smirk? She did this on purpose, she's crazy!" "Calm down, Mr Lance, we need to hear from Lana also, she deserves the right to speak.” Ms Molly, the assistant director said, then turned to me. “Lana, what happened?” “Thanks ms molly, thing is Mr Lance here has been making advances at me for the past few weeks since i joined the hospital” “What? How dare you, I knew you’d say this, I need this girl fired, she is not who she pretends to be, i would not sit here and be embarrassed this way, she has to go.” Mr Lance rumbled.

She gave Damien a sweet smile and he couldn’t help but return it, the warmth in their eyes nearly blinding the others. The other men were not so sure of the situation, however. They exchanged uncertain glances and Paul cleared his throat. “Are you trying to say that you will be helping out?” He asked cautiously. Lana looked at him, eyeing him warily, “Yes. I am Lana Fernandez. A few measly debts would be enough for me to cover and restore,” she said with an haughty sniff, “And there’s ALLURE as well. I can use ALLURE to help.”

Him because he perceived his scent. They stood back and watch, Kamala helping Lana out of the scenario. “Are you okay?” Kamala asked. 'No. I'm not. I am tired of being pushed around when I didn't do anything. I'm tired of being weak and fragile. I want the blood to spill. I want to rip that Omega's throat out,' Lana fumed. She didn't have the courage to say all that. “Yes, I am. Thank you,” she replied Kamala, her insides boiling. “I am sorry I ruined your shirt. I will wash it once I am able to.”