Gemma Teller Morrow Novels & Stories

I notice the lost look in his eyes, though, and ask, “What’s everyone talking about down there?” Evander drags his tongue across his lower lip. “Your mate,” he says, his sharp green eyes meeting mine. “Her mother.” “What about her mom?” I remember Jerrod telling me about Gemma, who’d been a refugee from the Roguelands during the great war. “She was loosely related to my mom,” he says like he isn’t sure he believes it yet. “A distant cousin, part of the same pack. Mom thought her entire pack was wiped out, that everyone died when Granite Rise was attacked by Kane’s army. Gemma was a very close friend, and even Ella knew her. I guess they traveled together for a short time, before Ella and Rya

Emma's reflection stared back at her from the mirror, her widened eyes fixated on the mesmerizing amber flecks that now adorned her irises. The truth had finally revealed itself, casting its undeniable presence upon her. She was connected to the Moonrise Legacy, the ancient werewolf clan that once roamed the depths of Silverwood. The very beings she had spent months searching for, their existence now intertwined with her own. Questions swirled in her mind, a whirlwind of uncertainty and wonder.

Gemma smiled, full of shame. “Yeah, Jo. I’m headed for bankruptcy.” *

At that time, Gemma rubbed her sleepy eyes and came down from upstairs. She had woken up long ago and had heard Nina and Anna's conversation. She rushed towards Nina with anger, tilted her head and said loudly with a child’s tone. "Auntie Nina, you're not trying to persuade my mommy and daddy to separate, are you?" Since returning to Johannes City, Gemma had understood something. She seemed to have a biological father. But for her, she only had one daddy and that was Ethan. Nina saw that Gemma's big eyes rounded, her two little hands on her waist.

The familiarity of her features comforted him, reaffirming that she was, indeed, the one destined for him. Her beauty was undeniable, and he couldn't help but appreciate the unique allure she possessed. Realizing that Iris was still present in the room, Kellan raised his hand, signaling for her to give them some privacy. Iris nodded and quietly left, leaving Kellan alone with the lady, Gemma. "What is your name?" Kellan inquired softly, trying to mask the slight tremor in his voice caused by the storm of emotions within him. "Gemma. My name's Gemma, my king," she replied, her voice carrying a mixture of respect and nervousness.

she yelled and I chuckled internally what a psycho girl. Okay Melissa, that's your name right? And she nodded. "What are you doing here" I asked her yet again and she brought out a picture from her hair and showed it to me. I quickly snatched it seeing that it was the picture that fell into the beach the other day. "Where did you get this from I asked her and she smiled, her smile is so mesmerizing and addictive. "In my home at Atlantica" she said and I shrugged and dropped it on the couch.

Elder Daniels sputtered indignantly. “From the elders who agreed to do this to her.” “Are you insinuating that I tried to harm Luna Gemma?” Elder Daniels snapped angrily. Dale stared at him for long moments, Charles had been kind enough to share the files Gemma had managed to find and he had been reading them while he held his mate and had run out of promises to make her for her to come back to him. “Larissa Jameson from Indigo Moon Pack.” He answered simply and had the perverse pleasure of seeing Elder Daniels’ eyes almost pop out of their sockets in their surprise. “Also, Alpha George Thompson; wonder what Attorney Thompson will say when he finds out.”

Her eyes were wide with panic. The reporters’ questions erupted instantly toward Gemma. “Is it true that you pay off journalists to target Ms. Cara Lovell?” Gemma retreated under the barrage of questions. Suddenly, as if deranged, she lunged toward the central display case. She raised her hand to smash the sapphire songbird necklace inside. It was a replica based on my mother’s original design and the centerpiece of the “Revenant” series. “If I can’t have it, neither can you!” she screamed.