Dot Warner Novels & Stories

“Here’s another question from @MiraClassics: Aren’t you one of Devin Mávros’ flings?” Evan choked on his beer. “What the fuck?” “Is this Devin, the one from Mávros enterprises?” Kandra looked behind the camera and another message popped on the screen from ‘@MiraClassics: yes. That hot bachelor.’ “Were you? I mean, that guy is one of the most sought out bachelors in New York if not in the entire world.”

I nodded. “Thank you for that. Have you found out anything yet?” He shook his head. “No, Felix and Cornelius have been working on it.” I looked at him confused. “Why are they working on it?” He looked over at Lynn and she nodded at him. “Jensen, Cornelius is the Don of the Roman mafia. He is the reason why we were able to save you.”

DEA I was putting together my presentation for the seminar for more than half the day, distracting myself from my real problems. When I opened the email last night, I was excited but it was short-lived when I read the names of the other scientists that were going to be there as well. Dr. Jason Yates stood out to me and all of a sudden I was a sobbing mess yet again but I found my happy place as I buried my head in Victor's pillow and inhaled a scent I could only relate to him.

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

She adds, “You should focus on protecting your pack and making it stronger. Let’s let sleeping dogs lie, let’s not have this discussion ever again.” “Yeah. Thanks, Mom. Goodbye.” I end the call before she can say anything else. She has said enough. She’s so quick to end the conversation. Else, she would have known that I didn’t call her to ask about my father. I called her to ask about Justin. If Justin is truly my mate, I need to know if I will be a good husband and mate to her, as Justin is a human. Tori has a dormant wolf. She has siren power.

For them. They were coming through faster now. The lost. The murdered. The forgotten. Spirits with unfinished hunger. Some whispered. Some screamed. Some laughed as they rose. Allowed them to rise, to stand, to come back for what they wanted to come back to. To get what they wanted and what they deserved. But one was silent. Always silent. Dorian. Sienna’s father. The man that I believed, I loved. He had been dead for years. Not hidden. Not erased. Just gone, peacefully, stubbornly, still.

I'm beginning to think you are mute Mr British Liam Scott. I walk towards Liam and when I get to him, I stretch my hand down to him for a handshake " Hi, I'm callum Dove, the president of the student body council of the school and I'm at your service. " I say and beam. He grabs my hands for the handshake and instantly I flush, his hand is warm and I just felt the sparks. I have always wanted the kind of sparks mum had when she met Lori, that's why I haven't bothered with dating.

Daughter of the werewolf king Volkan Knight and the summoner of death Thora Valentine. . . . . . Stay tuned! Book 1 To be continued. More chapters to go.......

Though the Guardian Leader rarely raised his voice, an admonishment from him was much like disappointing a favorite parent, and as Aaron made his way to the top floor of the office building, he hoped this was good news. After Pearl Harbor, the US went to war, and though Aaron had wanted to enlist, Jordan made it clear that he was still needed by LIGHTS and couldn’t be spared. War tended to give Vampires enough distraction to become bolder, and that had been the case this time as well. As Jordan’s second in command, Aaron was constantly busy organizing team members across the world, attempting to keep the Vampires in check while the Nazis were defeated.

He had put her there. Years ago, in desperation, in weakness, he had forged a quiet alliance with Valerian—a secret exchange of information, power for protection. He had fed the Night Walker king pieces of Blood Moon intelligence in return for peace, autonomy, safety for his lands. At the time, he convinced himself it was the only way to preserve his family. To keep his sons out of war. To keep Serena out of danger.