Finding You Lena Hendrix Novels & Stories

“I found my savior.” “What?” Derek and I blurted. “The same person that saved you three years ago?” I asked. Lena grinned from ear to ear. “Yes. That one. And you won’t believe where I found her?” She paused. “Where?” Derek inquired. “Right here in the packhouse and she is no other than Clara. The supposed spy.” Derek blinked rapidly. “Clara? Clara Bennett that I just spoke to this morning?” Lena bobbed her head in response. “Yes, she is the one. I can’t believe after searching for her for years she walked into my home on her own.”

Just Victor and the promise of something stable. “I am ready,” I replied, though my voice came out quieter than I wanted. Before I could say anything else, quick footsteps sounded on the garden path. Lena appeared around the hedge, her dark curls bounced as she ran to me, a bright smile lightened up her face. She wore a simple but flattering sundress that hugged her curves, looking far too stylish for a convent visit. Aunt Dolores had surprisingly allowed her inside today as moral support. Lena had been my closest friend since those early secretarial college days, the one Lycan connection I had kept from my new life.

When her crying reduced to just a few tears falling once in a while, Isaac asked, “Lena, I know this is hard for you, but do you have a picture of him?” She nodded, “Their wedding photo is on my mom’s dresser in the master bedroom. He doesn’t have any pictures on his dresser, so you can’t miss it. I really can’t go back into that house. My mom’s phone is on the dresser too. There might be some photos of him in it.” Alex produced a clear bag and asked, “Is this her phone?” She nodded with tear filled eyes, “It is. Can I look at the pictures?” Alex took the phone out of the bag and handed it to Lena.

She moaned, crying out as Harrison dealt with her. "You move so well, I love to fill you." He gave her ass a stinging spank and she laughed out. - It was over twenty minutes and Lena hadn't seen any traces of Lisa coming back to the pool. She wasn't worried about them, but she was worried she was left alone in the pool. She got out and walked around the pavement. She heard footsteps approaching her but she didn't look back. She didn't want Harrison to be embarrassed that he just had sex with her friend.

Joanna's gaze shifted to the cars in the distance, following behind Lena. He asked after taking a few steps, "Was it Hayden's uncle who just brought you back?" "Well, do you know?" "I worked at Moonlight Lounge for three years and had seen Mr. Reid a few times before his leg was still fine." People like Hunter, once seen, would never be forgotten for their appearance. "Lena, did you really plan to go after him? I noticed that you haven't mentioned Hayden recently, have you let go of your feelings for each other?" Lena opened the door to her house and carried the things in her hand.

Harrison asked from the bed. Mikaela glanced at him “Everything is fine babe”, she assured him “I’ll be there is just a second”. She turned back to the phone, quickly deleting the texts before she turned it off. She put it down and then walked over to the bed. She got under the covers and climbed on top of Harrison. “Ready for round two?” she asked. “Oh, more than ready”, Harrison said with a grin, hands settling on her hips. ~0~ “I don’t know about this”, Lena said, looking at herself in the mirror. Her hair was striped with bubble gum pink and was loosely curled. Her outfit was something that her old friend Shawna would’ve worn: tight jeans and a slightly revealing red top.

Her old bartender friend, who happened to have a gift for finding things people didn’t want found. “A video?” he asked as he leaned back, watching the footage of Mira in the alley. “Yeah, I can enhance this. Maybe ID the guy she was meeting.” “Please,” Lena said. “And don’t tell anyone I brought it to you.” Ash nodded. “You trust this woman?” Lena hesitated. “I want to.” He grinned. “Then let’s find out if you should.” Three hours later, Lena’s phone buzzed. Ash: Got something. Call me. Urgent.

Lena paused for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter. Her smile was innocent and mischievous, like a child who had just succeeded in playing a prank. "I didn't expect that even people like you sometimes fail to find information about others. I thought you had an extensive network!" Lina stayed silent. "I'm Lena Harding." Lena adjusted her cap. "If you need me, go to that bar." Before Lina could say anything else, Lena left swiftly with a faint smile. "What an odd person." Zuko chuckled softly. "But she doesn't seem bad."

Nixon stopped and stared at the car with a smile on his face, making me wonder who the owner of the car was. My question was answered when I saw Lena come down from the driver's side of the car and to my surprise, that lady at the hospital with the broken phone was with her. I couldn't seem to remember what her name was because I was too angry at her to keep her name in my head. "Lena," Nixon called as he approached them. I had no choice but to follow behind him but my eyes were on that lady beside Lena. She looked at the source of the voice and her eyes widened when she spotted me behind Nixon. She said something to Lena before running inside the company before we could get to them.

_ The room was dim, plain, silent. Lena sat at the edge of her chair like she didn’t want to touch anything. Reyes and Morgan sat across from her. Her hoodie clung to her damp skin. Her eyes were sunken but sharp, like something was clawing to get out of her throat. She fidgeted with her fingers, unsure where to start. Reyes offered her water. She didn’t touch it. Seeing her fear, Reyes spoke gently. “Start with your name.” “Helena Lynch. But... I prefer Lena.”