Author Lowry Novels & Stories

“Of course I did. This is war against my wife.” “It was a smart move. In fact we can end the case about right now.” “I was hoping so too.” Lemuel responded and scrolled through contacts in his phone, pausing when he finally got to the Sam Luke’s number. “Here’s the Lawyer’s number. His name is Sam Luke.” he said and waited for Mark to finish copying the number into his phone dial. Then he put the phone away and waited for Mark’s action.

it was Aiden who was talking, he was also equally hurt and sad. “Liam” Malcolm muttered under his breath and moved a step backward but he ended up falling on the floor and everyone rushed towards him, “you guys are lying right?” He asked but aura nodded in the negative, and she was also crying profusely. Everyone gathered around had tears in their eyes, this was the lowest they had seen Malcolm.

Any part of my life, really. “Oh good, because everyone knows he’s a player who can’t ever stick to one person. Its just Caleb for you.” A guy with blonde highlights on his hair walked by our table and instantly reminded me of Levi. I also needed to talk to him to thank him about yesterday. “So what’s up with Levi? He doesn’t talk much?” “No, he just needs time to warm up to people. He has a very hard time trusting people and sincerely, I don’t blame him.” Veronica says.

Something unspoken. He cleared his throat and began the ancient rite, his voice low and steady: “I, Alpha Knox Black, Lycan Prince of Wales of the Lycan Kingdom, welcome you, Lydia Michael, into the Blue Moon Pack. You are forever bound—with pain, with blood, and with life—to this pack until you are ready to sever the ties.” Each word pulsed through her like electricity. When they separated, he wiped their hands with a soft cloth. Her throat tightened. Her skin burned. Was this real?

he pointed out. Shit, I forgot about Ruari. I do not even want to know how he is going to respond to this. I can feel my anxiety climbing as I sat there waiting for the results. Every negative outcome was filtering through my mind. I have no idea how long I sat there. I was completely lost in my own world until tingles began travelling up my arm jolting back into reality. I was looking into dark sapphire blue eyes. Dr. Lewiston was standing there with papers in his hand. Shit, I looked between them. “Sorry, Luna, but I linked the alpha to come here. I have been trying for the last twenty minutes to gain your attention.” Dr. Lewiston commented.

His shoulders shook violently, and a single hot tear rolled down his face. His voice, muffled against the pillow, grew hoarse until only a whisper remained. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." His phone buzzed again. His assistant was on the other end, voice tight with urgency. "Mr. Wynn, 60% of Wynn Group's shares have just been transferred out." Jasper pulled himself together and rushed to the office. When he pushed open the conference room doors, the board members were already waiting, and not one of them looked sympathetic.

He flashed Lauretha an apologetic smile after which he headed off to see who was ringing the alarm. As soon as he left, she exhaled out in relief, wiped her lips and pushed down her dress that had rumpled a bit. She was most grateful to whoever it was at the door. Lucas soon came back in with another man. Fabiano by name and equally tall. A decade before he turns a century old, second in command of the vampire clan, Lucas best friend and right hand man. “Hey Fab!” Lauretha waved. Fabiano grinned. “Fancy seeing you here, Lauretha. What are you up to these days?” they gave each other a bear hug and broke free again.

Not as a confused human trying to keep up with a powerful mate. But as the Luna of the north.

Yes, women drooled over Mark, but seeing that it was impossible to take him to bed, there was always Chris with his almost six feet tall and very muscular body. As a man sure of his sexuality, I could tell that Royce was a very good looking man; I mean, the man looked tough and his features were rough and dark, his nose bent painfully from the kidnapping years ago, but putting his green eyes and black hair together, I suppose they made him exotic for the females eyes. But after that event, Chris became even more withdrawn and all he did was work and exercise, so we didn't see him much anymore. On my phone his number was stored under the name The Hermit, because, well, that word described him

Mateo said, “He’s strong, agile, fast, and-” “Does he ever beat Cato?” I interrupted. “No,” he said, “He may have Alpha blood, but he doesn’t have Loren Alpha blood.” I watched him carefully as he wrestled Cato on the floor. A year older, taller and stronger, Cato had the upper hand, but even so, it wasn’t an unfair fight. “What about when they’re both fully grown? Although diluted, he has some Loren Alpha blood from Lia.” “Leo, Elias isn’t a threat to Cato.”