Faith Fraser Novels & Stories

“Let’s say in a month, when his school has a break. Besides, I promised Rose we’d stay a day or more, so you’ll get your chance.” Frederick’s face lit up, but then he remembered something crucial. “Speaking of your son, is this mysterious woman his mother?” Franklin’s eyes darkened, thoughtful, as he carefully chose his words. “The rumors are true about me never dating before. Tristan… he was born to my best friend. Before she passed, she entrusted him to me.” Frederick was family so he couldn’t hide that truth. Frederick’s gaze softened, admiration and awe mingling with concern. “You’re kinder than I imagined.”

Chapter 39: Don’t Change Because of Me Faith’s P.O.V “Because…I’m not better off without you.” The words reverberated inside my head like a broken tape-recorder. How was I even supposed to reply to this? This was Brandon Wolfram. The quintessential bad boy International University of Florida, the boy who never apologizes; the boy who never shows remorse for anything he had done wrong; the boy who sleeps around without caring about anyone’s feelings; the boy who makes bets on women’s virginity…the boy who never falls in love. Was it the same Brandon who was telling me that he wanted me beside him? Or was I being a delusional fool once again? Reading too much into his words without taking them

Cassie said “You always support the bad things.” “I support the things that need support. I educate, this is simply giving back to the community.” “You should tell him,” Eleanor said “No she shouldn't. He wouldn't notice anything.” Cassie responded “He would, my waist size, my scent. Everything. I mean this man knows the measurement of my b***s with just his hands.” “That's hot.” Frankie teased. “Why did you stay? If you knew it was wrong why didn't you leave immediately?” Frankie asked

He naturally took the empty glass from my hand and swapped it for a cup of warm honey water. "Go easy on the wine. You've just gotten back, your stomach hasn't adjusted yet." His gestures were practiced and considerate, drawing knowing looks from the colleagues around us. I didn't turn down Noah's kindness, taking the warm water and drinking a sip. Not far off, Adrian saw all this and went white. The stemmed glass in his hand shattered in his grip, shards piercing his palm, blood dripping down between his fingers. He didn't even cry out in pain, just stared at us, lifeless.

"You've already given me plenty of blue gifts. I'm getting a little tired of them." "Really? Alright, then. I'll get you a different color next time." Before takeoff, a staff member approached me. "Miss, your identity within this pack has now been revoked. All your records in Sirius Pack will be erased." "I understand." As the plane took off, I looked back one last time at the place I had spent nearly 30 years of my life. Goodbye, Ethan. We would never meet again.

My eyes were dry, burning with a cold, hard rage. "Sorry?" I whispered. The word echoed in the vast hall. "You watched me lose everything and you laughed," I said, my voice rising. "You helped Damien plan the crash. You filmed my pain for the world to see. How does 'sorry' fix a dead baby, Lisa?" She flinched. "I know I can't fix it! But Damien promised me power! I believed him! Please, Elena... we were friends once. Remember the dreams we shared?" She reached out with her bound hands, her fingers trembling.

"Well for one, I will play on her trust issues that you gave her. All I need is a sedative to give Aspen, that will allow me to get the necessary evidence I need to have her running back to you." "I see. The answer is no, I have a treaty with Alpha Aspen. Oh and Odessa.... Never call me again." I end the call, Salem looks up at me with a stupid smirk on his face . "Sounds like you aren't the only unhappy customer in this arrangement." "I pray to the moon goddess that her plan works." MIRANDA POV: I've been calling Franklin constantly since he left Blackwood Bay. Goddesss I made a mistake choosing Ezra over him. I became a mistress to my own son-in-law, how could I have been so foolish?

"I understand it was upsetting for both of you..." "Upsetting? My fucking heart almost stopped, Freya. I thought I was going to lose you like I lost..." "I am not Faith!" Freya exploded, fury and sorrow warring for dominance. She knew the consequences of his losing his first mate, of how he had barely survived that loss. Its aftermath had almost been their undoing; it had almost cost her life. Stalking across the room, Freya met his condemning glare with one of her own. "I am not Faith," she reiterated in a calmer tone, her heart aching as she confronted the fear in his eyes.

"Jamie, she's part of the Frasiers! They're one of The Great Four! We can't afford to cross them!" James ignored Belinda still lying on the ground as he turned to look at Thea, his cold expression turning into one of warmth. "Sorry." Smack! A slap met James's head. It was Gladys. She had planned on not getting involved, but James hit one of the Frasiers. The last time Thea crossed the Xaviers almost destroyed their entire family, and now James had crossed the Frasiers. "Who told you you could do that?!" she snapped viciously at James. "Go help Miss Frasier up and apologize to her!"

With gritted teeth, he spoke, "I don't know. You tell me, Fajra, did he make any promises to you, assure you, or tell you anything that could be the reason why I'm such a spring that keeps coming back to you? I breathed unevenly while staring at his fiery face. "I've knocked on each world. And every Fajra I met, I failed. Your nation and the whole kingdom that's waiting for you are putting their trust in me; do you think it was my choice to take seventeen goddamn years looking for you?" I gulped. He's really angry.