Unmasked Lancer Novels & Stories

I am smarter. I clicked on the 'receive' icon and a blonde man appeared on the screen. "Oh, I am sorry. You are not Beta Marcus." He said. I rested on the couch with my laptop on my desk. "Of course. That's because I am the Luna and I am the real dealer and not Marcus. Marcus was just a substitute then." I made him understand. "Oh, you are the Luna. I am sorry your highness." He apologized. "It's fine. I assume you didn't know."

'D-Drake. Someone called him again, but then he realized that Emily was calling him. His jaw clenched as he faced the hunters. "You're ungrateful, human! You dare to hurt that unwanted Luna—the stray?" he roared. The hunters moved backward as Drake suddenly shifted into a wild werewolf. His eyes turned red. "Unwanted, Luna? Stray?" The hunter scoffed as his men laughed soundly. "She's not unwanted. She's a Luna who will carry your heir, but before that, I will kill you first, and then, she'll follow you."

Ranking: S-Rank Attributes: Proficient in healing and support abilities, possesses angelic wings granting flight and protective barriers. Hero Name: Lancer Characteristics: Quick-witted, agile, and highly skilled in close-quarters combat. Physical Features: Athletic build, with short dark hair and piercing green eyes. Ranking: A-Rank Attributes: Lightning-fast reflexes, enhanced speed, and the ability to generate electrical discharges. ……………………………………………………………………….. "Hey system," Keagan called out. "How can I be of assistance?" the system responded.

"Alpha Luciano!" Beta Chris called, as he entered into the Alpha's office. "Not now Beta Chris, I'm busy" Alpha Luciano replied, his eyes still fixed on his laptop. "You have to see this, now!" He emphasized the word, and Alpha Luciano looked at him. "What is it?" He asked, and they both hurriedly left the house. "Look!" Beta Chris said, pointing at the wonder in the sky. It was an Eclipsed Union.

I smile inwardly, knowing that Alicia is very safe, under very tight security, slaying female rogues just a few meters from us. “Certainly. You will need to change your clothes and join our side in order to achieve the motive." I say. He wastes no time. In a moment he removes his camouflage shirt and remains with a green T-shirt. He already has a sword and he officially joins our side. I don't care what Alpha Lazarus and the entire war council will say.

Rossi, Ivan’s father advised. “I have heard father, by the way I still have a meeting to attend, I will be back just in time for the engagement,” Ivan replied. “Unwanted luna, your replacement comes in today, how do you like that,” a warrior laughed. “Shut up, how dare you talk to Nadina like that!” Michael shouted at the warrior. “It was just a joke commander, it was nothing serious, plus why are you supporting her. I was only saying the tru…”

Drake spat in contempt at Hunter. I needed to get away from them. I felt trapped. Hunter growled in response to the taunt. He was about to shift. “Ignorant pup!” Drake sneered at Hunter, “Do you know who I am?” His wolf Lycus started surfacing, black hair forming on his scarred face. Those scary red eyes glowing with insanity. I feared for Hunter. “I do, you murderous coward.” Hunter snarled back at him, slowly circling the enraged Alpha. He moved lightly, like an athlete or a dancer. I stared, mesmerized. He was magnificent. Every muscle on his body was strung taught, ready to unleash.

He could feel how lonely it was, living in this huge palace and the only company he ever had was Prince Licht’s. A slit opened in the space before him and out flew Lancer on his bird. Prince Lumiere sensed his presence and quickly got up. He looked at the odd creature and asked, “Who are you?” Lancer stood on the bird, then made a back flip off of it and landed on his desk. He looked up at Prince Lumiere then bowed to him, “Greetings, your highness, Prince Lumiere of the Dark Elven Kingdom. I am Lancer, the Wingless Far of the clan ‘Boundlessly Rich.’”

Additionally, it is important to keep the princess's identity a secret, and this attack should not be linked to her. I continued, outlining the details of their covert operation. We would take on disguises, disguising ourselves so they would not be able to identify us. On the day of the attack, Lauren remained a powerful figure, standing tall and commanding attention during the attack on Paul's pack. She moved with a grace that belied her strength, a true warrior built for situations like these. Lauren had natural abilities that set her apart as a warrior, and her every move was precise and powerful. As the fight grew more intense, I was amazed by my mate's skill. She had sharp intuition and

“Yes.” “And you believe him.” Elias nodded. Marcus didn’t argue. Instead, he asked quietly, “What happens when the mask comes off?” The question landed softly and stayed. Elias hadn’t thought that far. Or rather, he had, but only in fragments. Moments where the future blurred and he pushed the thought away before it could frighten him. “I don’t know,” Elias admitted. “But I know he’s afraid too.” “That doesn’t make him harmless,” Marcus said gently.