Author Lori Wick Novels & Stories

Derrick said laughing. "Wait for a second, how did I become the subject?" Luis asked with a curious expression. "When you started advising on winning back," Derrick pointed out still smiling. "Dude, you came to me for help, don't question my methods. Just do as advice and save Lily," Luis said relaxing in his seat. "Sure, almighty sex guru," Derrick teased. "Anyway, I would start working around your case. We just need to get evidence Lyla can't deny and you are free," Luis explained.

I can literally see smoke swirling above her head. “So,” Mason taunts. “Am I still invited to the bar?” He pulls me closer against him. “I’m coming with my wife, though. I hope you don’t mind.” Lori’s face is flaming red and her practically shoots daggers at me. She turns to Mason and smiles sweetly. “Maybe next time.” Then she turns and saunters off, deliberately wiggling her fleshy arse in the process. I shake my head in disbelief and turn to Mason;

"don't touch." He took his hand back, worry written all over his face. "I'll make them save you, Blair." "Blair is gone, Blair is gone, no more Blair." Jack sat there thinking for a second, staring deep into my eyes, searching for answers to help them. "Luna Wicken, you are strong stronger than any other magical creature. The stroys tell the tale of how you are worshipped and feared by all. Make those stroys true and fight" he put his hand on my knee.

The scent of her humanity still lingered in my nostrils, and I worried that we would have to come up with another plan—or that she wouldn’t be able to come at all. “Sorry, Lori,” I said a few moments later when she still smelled distinctly human. “I don’t think it’s working.” Lori cursed softly under her breath. “These racist werewolves are a bunch of jerks,” she muttered. “I shouldn’t have to wear fancy magic perfume to go to a party.” But then, just as disappointment began to settle in, I noticed something. Lori’s human scent was fading, slowly but surely. I had to really concentrate to pick it up, and even then, it was faint.

Her mother's fiftieth birthday was coming up on Saturday so they both took a five day leave to go for a visit. Lori was five seven and about one hundred thirty pounds. She had blonde hair that in the summer turned almost white. She was tan with a golden glow about her. Her blue eyes were huge and a shade of blue rarely seen in nature. When she smiled, her perfect white teeth and dimples just added to her beauty. Bodily, she was slim and athletic with broad shoulders, small breasts, wide sensuous hips and legs that seemed to go on forever. She was a traffic stopper. Lori would be turning twenty-one in September.

Lori tilted her head, glaring at me with a confused expression. “What are you doing?” I remained quiet, walking towards her. “Stop,” she ordered, taking a step backward. “I said stop!” I stopped, hands shoved into pocket. “Are you nervous, princess?” “No,” she replied sharply, “I just don’t want you too close.” “Why is that?” “It makes me uneasy.” She fired. “Your body says otherwise,” I responded, my smirk growing wider. Lori faltered, clearly unprepared for my response. Her secret wasn’t much of a secret.

"The Walker family has only a few members. We only came out of pity, and you don't even appreciate it? You really don't know what's good for you!" Lucas' eyes shifted toward her, dark and unreadable. Ariel shot back, "Not knowing what's good for me is better than being as delusional as the two of you." None of them were welcome here. Lori fumed for a moment, then suddenly broke into a smile. She peeked around, looking over the yard. "Where's Mr. Larkin? Isn't it a special day? Why isn't he with you?" Her smile was dripping with mockery. "Aren't you curious why he isn't here?"

It was plain to anyone. Lori was totally unaware of the threat the whole time. She read through the papers and wondered how she could have missed it. Things that had seemed to be a coincidence where planned out. Things that she should have seen were plots against her. In one email they joked about taking her hostage. They joked about that she was appalled and confused. She read through every email the computers could find, she read the reports that were in the open, she read it all, and she had never felt so alone and hurt. She looked up into the golden orbs of the man who had seen it from the start. She wasn't alone. They had meant to hurt her but in the end what had they really done? Nothi

Alpha Kai's brows squinted, He sniffled her and he was pretty sure she was not mated, Infact she was not exuding any strange scent other than a virgin wolf-less girl. Alpha Kai looked at how vulnerable and uncomfortable she was, "Everyone should leave here right now!" Alpha Kai ordered and almost immediately Ulric made sure only the Alpha and Lori were inside the room. Alpha Kai walked closer to Lori "can you show me this mark?" He requested Lori calmly, She looked at his eyes, though It was expressionless, but she could find comfort and safety in those eyes, He looked at her with the same eyes when he saved her. Lori swallowed and stood up before him, Alpha Kai's gaze was fixed on her, Ther

A silver fork traced idle lines through his food. Across from him, Lori leaned lazily back in her chair, boots propped against a stool that had probably been crafted for someone more dignified. She tore into a piece of bread with her teeth, chewing noisily before washing it down with wine. “Good morning, sunshine,” she drawled, her mouth half full. “You look like you haven’t slept in… what, three years?” Cris shot her a look. “That’s rich, coming from you. You drink like a miner and sleep like a corpse.”