Unmasked Lancer Novels & Stories

"Stay right there, or I will trigger the alarm!" Liora hissed, her hand creeping under the pillow, searching for the emergency button. "Don't bother," Marcus raised a small device blinking with a red light. "Signal jammer.” Your husband's Dragon is blind right now. “And don't even think about waking up the Dragon next to you, or I will make sure he never wakes up again." Marcus pointed a carbon-coated tactical knife toward the still-sleeping Mavric. Liora trembled, but she stood up, trying to block Marcus’s view of Mavric.

Maybe it’s April and this is some elaborate April fool’s prank. But the date doesn’t read April. Hunter lets out an awkward laugh as he rubs the back of his neck. “When you say Masked LRT…” He points uncertainly at her. “You mean THE Masked LRT? That legendary artist who disappeared three years ago? The one with millions of followers around the world?” To our complete shock, Lori nods. Then she calmly unlocks her phone, opens I*******m and taps into an account before turning the screen toward us. Masked LRT, verified. Will millions of followers.

Watching from the shadows with eyes that burned with malevolent intelligence. The figure was scarred extensively, fur missing in patches where wounds had healed badly. It moved with the fluid grace of someone who’d been trained for violence since birth. Lucien. He must have been waiting for this moment. Waiting for us to exhaust ourselves in battle, for our defenses to be lowered by victory, for the perfect moment of weakness.

"A cursed lineage taking over from a cursed man. It fits perfectly, doesn’t it?" Thorne’s eyes met mine, and sympathy and caution meshed into his stare. “What do we do, Alpha? There’s bound to be unrest and power struggles. And with her...” “The Luna of Death,” I murmured. The title hung heavy in the air, chilling the room with its implications. “We need to tread carefully, Thorne. She’s a living weapon, destructive and unpredictable.” Thorne nodded, understanding the unspoken complexities. “Do you want to reach out? Offer some kind of truce or—”

He loved to make me feel like I was begging for what was rightfully mine. Pleading! Snort!!… I, Luna Freya, should plead for sex. Leo must be fucking out of his mind. My asking him not to stop what we were about to enjoy, wasn't me begging. It was a mask of deceit I had to wear on my face. A mask that would portray me as a desperate bitch who wanted her mate so badly. That girl he has always known me to be. I needed to wear my mask so I could easily carry out my plans against him. Leo was my mate. The shit gave him an edge over my emotions through the bond. He could easily tell I was up to no good if I let him sense my attitude of, ‘I’m not desperate.’

Taken couldn't stand to be near normal people without killing them, so if one of us was safe, we all were. He was dressed in dark grey, with leather boots and a matching utility belt that hung at his waist. A gun sat at each hip, separated by a flashlight and a short sheathed knife. I looked up at his face and cringed. His skin was the tannest I'd ever seen, his blue eyes sharp and cold. He had a half sun tattooed on the side of his face, stretching from his right temple down to the tip of his jaw. "Where are you headed?"

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

she was laughing at herself. "I know. I know that just because you don't want me as your Luna doesn't mean that there's someone else in your life whom you want as Luna. But just because you don't want me as the Luna doesn't mean that you have to go so far to destroy me right? It doesn't mean so at all. You chose to do this because it's faster and more effective. It's as if you are scared that someone will find out and misunderstand. You want to finish this and go back to her as soon as possible. She's someone that the elders won't approve of right? That is why you're going so far" Lora said in an accusing tone "You don't know what the heck you're talking about Lora! You are just spreading li

“Who do you think is goin for join forces with us!? At this point, I don’t think we can get the help of any one. There is no pack that is going to join us in this fight because there is no one who is going to want to go against Luna Matilda who has the help and aiding of the heart Eater. There is no way!” Asher firmly growls with pain embedded in his voice.

That meant Lancer had teamed up with Killian. Also, Lancer knew I would kill anyone who even dared to look at Luna for more than a few seconds. So he had come prepared. He had brought his army with him to fight me if necessary. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have brought his entire pack just to celebrate the coronation ceremony of the king he despised. Right? Soon Lancer killed beta Rodrick next he defeated his other opponent. He looked at me as he killed Alpha Dylan. There was hate in them. Oh, he hated me. And the feeling was mutual.