Novel & Cerita Lance Marley

Lance I sat on the sofa in my room drinking vodka as I gazed out into space. As the memories of last night kept popping in my head. All my life, I’ve never been more embarrassed. Kendall knows how to play her cards very well, but I need to step my game up. I can’t allow her to win. I’m good at destroying people’s lives. In fact, I’m a professional. The way she embarrassed me last night in front of everyone is unforgivable. I have a high reputation. And that was almost destroyed by me getting married to her. Then she made a fool out of me. Maybe I should trick her into signing another contract. No. I need to do something worse. But what?

Lance sneered, "I may have just returned, but that has nothing to do with confronting you. Ms. Watson, don't think you can intimidate me Let's settle our scores today, and I'm determined to end you today!" "That does matter, of course," Elisa replied casually. "Even if Melvin were standing in front of me right now, he would have to show me some respect. What do you think you are?" Upon hearing this, Lance burst into laughter. "What a braggart! "Last I checked, the one who called me to say he wanted to kill me was none other than Melvin Chavez. Do you think he'd show you respect? What a load of nonsense!" After laughing, Lance pulled out his phone, still looking arrogant. "But thanks for the

Something she didn't fully understand. Something dangerous. She turned abruptly, needing air, needing space before whatever that feeling was settled too deep. She didn't notice the eyes on her as she left. But they were there. Watching. Waiting. Up above, McLauren smiled slowly, rolling his cigar between his fingers. "Oh, Kane..." he murmured. "This just got interesting." He turned slightly, already reaching for the next move. "Take some cash," he said, gesturing lazily. "Drop it in her booth tomorrow."

Solmyra said without turning to him. “Yes,” Maeron murmured. “And her mate draws near.” “Will you stop them?” Maeron didn’t answer right away. He closed his eyes and let the wind carry fragments of thoughts into him. He wasn’t born a man. He wasn’t even born a being. He was created, twisted from broken pieces of other warriors and creatures who had once worshipped the moon and bled for it. He didn’t fear pain. He didn’t fear war. But this time, something different tugged at his chest. He could sense the power inside Serena growing. A lunar blessing like hers was rare. Dangerous.

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

Theo asked as he sat down on the empty chair and Charlotte did the same. “The cameras caught one of the red eyed wolves drop the letter at the exact same place where Azraiel put the letter across the lake.” Matt answered. “I have sent a few of our warriors to get the letter.” Kira added. Charlotte was about to open her mouth when someone knocked on the door. Matt stood up and took the letter from the warrior. He walked back and handed it to Charlotte. She looked up at him in confusion. “Luna.” He said the title as if to explain everything.

Alexander, Emma, Maria and James called out at the same time. "Yes I can and I will. So lance, what will it be?" I said. "What a charming display but no, you and I both know that the only way you'll truly suffer is by seeing the ones you care about in pain or in this case dead". He said and I closed my eye. "Well there's no time anymore, get them" Lance said to his men and they held both I and Maria at gunpoint.

even though Drake never officially was. “Lance, hey. Are you enjoying your stay? I am sure many of the unmated females are falling over you.” I smile at him. It’s the truth. Lance is handsome. He’s tall with broad shoulders, messy spiky sandy brown hair, tan glowing skin, muscles everywhere, and a smile that could make the moon goddess blush. Lance replied to my comment.

Silence in court, irritated court marshal commanded. You honour my client is a respected activist who has sacrificed a lot for our people. Instead of him being celebrated and acknowledged, we are here handing him to the oppressors on a silver platter for them to crucify him, again. She said looking at the state legal team whose heads had now dropped. A cheer from the audience was heard, louder than the previous one. Marlone knew he should object but he had objected so many times that he was feeling like an idiot. He swallowed his pride and braced himself, it can’t get any worst than this anyway, he thought.

he said with a fit and pushed his way into the room like he owned it. “ Sure, come on kiddo,” Malcolm said sarcastically as he shut the door behind him. Lance set the food down on the desk and turned to me. His eyes landed on the fresh mark which looked like a heart-shaped trident, and his eyebrows nearly climbed off his face. “ For real? Everything seems to be happening so fast. This Is quite interesting.” His gaze went back and forth between me and Malcolm and then in his typical demeanor without asking a lot of questions, he simply accepted the situation with a shrug.