Fiona Finds Novels & Stories

Fiona had lost the one person she should have held closest to her heart. Suddenly, her phone vibrated. It was the bank's final warning. Without a second glance, she turned it off and dialed a new number. "Get me Logan Grant's address in Germovia," she commanded the private detective. "I want it now." After hanging up, she gazed into the night, her thoughts spiraling deeper into obsession. "Logan," she murmured, "I won't stop until I find you."

Fiona admitted, and decided to trace the sound of the call ringtone. In less than 30 seconds, Fiona got really close to the source of the call ringtone. She quickly turned right and suddenly hit someone, which caused her to fall on the floor. Fiona gasped in fear, After seeing who she mistakenly hit. “Bo…. Boss? Is this really you or a Ghost?”. She asked in disbelief. “Ghost? What ghost? Little Auntie, did you possibly see anything scary last night?”. Zach curiously asked Fiona. After hearing Zach's question to her, Fiona was brought back to reality and instantly rose from the floor, before she purposely cleared her throat.

Lily glanced around dramatically and poorly fake whispered, “The Lycan. “Of course he will. It’s my birthday party after all,” Fiona said with a dismissive wave of her hand. Suddenly, Fiona gasped as her hands started to tremble. Her breathing quickened to quick little pants as her eyes widened as she stared off into the crowd. I recognized that look. Fiona had found her mate. Unable to look away I watched as she rushed forward. The crowd parted for her until Fiona stood in front of a man. He was about average height, but very muscular, and quite good looking.

And with a smile, Fiona escorted me through the gate, so I could join the others in signing up for the Luna hunt. “I pray you win this hunt,” Fiona wished for me with so much love in her eyes. This is why she’s my friend. She understands me more than my own mother. She’s the best.

--- The Chase Begins Again The night air was cold against Fiona’s skin as they moved through the alleyways, staying low. Marcus’s voice finally crackled back into their earpieces. “Fiona? What happened?” Fiona exhaled. “We walked into a trap. He knew we were coming.” Marcus cursed. “Are you injured?” Darwin groaned. “Not enough to slow me down.” Fiona shot him a look. He was barely standing, but she didn’t argue. Marcus’s tone shifted. “You need to hear this. I found something.” Fiona’s pulse quickened. “What?”

Fiona said without looking up, She wiped sudden tears from her face. "Now who might you be?" Alek asked, cocking his head. Fiona finally looked up and saw that she was not talking to one of her men. She frowned and gathered herself from the floor. "I am alright, Darius," I answered him. "Thank you for asking." "I am Fiona," she extended her hand, batting her eyes seductively. "The Luna of this pack. I came to welcome you." "You are the Luna," Alek said, taking in her slutty appearance. "And you came to welcome us... by breaking through the window. "

Fiona stood at the edge of the garden, barefoot, arms streaked with soil and ash. When she saw me, she didn’t ask. She just nodded once. “She’s in.” “She is.” Fiona wiped her hands on her dress, eyes hard. “So what now?” I looked out past the trees. Past the ridge. "She didn't made her point clear, it's not visible yet but I'm will find out" " What ever she'd to say must be linked to Rowan " I paused.

Or at least I would be if the company would cooperate. “Is there anything I can do to help? I don’t have much and I know I’m not as powerful as you, but I’d like to be here for you like you’re here for me,” Fiona says, looking up at me. Her eyes search my face, and I’m not entirely sure what she’ll find if she keeps looking closer. Her concern pierces my chest, as does the peaceful scent coming from her. The bitter scent of anxiety has dispersed in the air, leaving only the sweet scent of Fiona.

Searching the net for her number she jots it down and saved the contact to her phone. Fiona runs her palm down her hair nervously as she decided on whether to call or text. she finally decides on texting. She suck in her breath as she types. HI MISS SELENE, TRUST YOU DOING GOOD, I'M AWFULLY IN NEED OF YOUR HELP, I'D BE GLAD IF WE COULD TALK. Fiona giggles happily as she clicks on send. She suck in her breath before releasing it slowly. She didn't just do that did she. That was the bravest thing she's ever done, considering she was the shy type.

I submissively opened my eyes to meet hers, but instead, an envelop was slid into my corner. ‎ ‎The burning familiarity of that envelop was even more breath taking as my eyes widened in realization. ‎ still, I made no move, still did not release my breath. ‎ ‎But just how long could I wait under here till something goes wrong ? “still have not found it." Fiona said as she rose, her voice dimmed by irritation. ‎ ‎The sounds of wardrobes opened and closed.