Gene Westover Novels & Stories

"Gwen, you've dried out and warmed up, as well as covered up since yesterday," observed Ms. Walker when Gwen entered homeroom. "I have to tell you that I've never seen anything close to being as remarkable as that rescue yesterday. I still get chills when I think about it. Dave Kite has some amazing video posted, but with the news channels playing it so much, he hasn't had as many views as I'd expect. Our 'Lady in Red' is becoming a national treasure, rather than just a Spartan gem. Your interviews, both at the hospital and again this morning on national TV, were perfect."

William.. Alex has become a torment in my life, thwarting all my attempts to keep her at bay. She is so different to handle, and I know I am foolish to admit it, but all I want is a semblance of peace of mind, yet now there seems to be no way I can get Sierra back into my life or protect my daughter.

she stuttered “ then I don’t see the issue of you coming back with me?” I questioned “ I just I’m not going back there” she mumbled walking out of the kitchen “ there has to be something she isn’t telling us” Creed addressed “ she isn’t hiding something, she has a past in the US. One that you can tell wasn’t so pleasant. Instead of pressuring her to go back Alexander maybe try to find out why she’s so hell bent on not” grandma shrugged walking out of the kitchen as well

I said shaking her . "Ohh Beth is you."she said rubbing her sleepy eyes. "Yea its me,remember our plan ."I said looking round incase anyone is seeing us. "Yes but it can't be this night ."Kate said with her eyes almost falling out. "Well this night is perfect ,all the guard are out drinking which makes it easy to jump the fence."I said trying to convince her. "Am not sure I can come with you Beth."she said sadly "Why???."I half yelled at her

My bare thighs touching his exposed torso, causing him to groan. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me down to his chest as he deepened the kiss, gently biting down on my bottom lip. “I love you” I whispered, resting my forehead against his. Nathan smiled, running his finger over my bare thigh before raising himself to kiss me, his lips gentle against my own. “I love you too, malyshka” he whispered back, kissing my nose. I could feel him sliding his hand up to the hem of the shirt I was wearing, his gray shirt, only to be forced apart when we heard our daughter, Calista, crying in the bedroom.

ISLA GRACE MILLER DATE OF BIRTH: JUNE 18TH AGED: 18 HAIR: AUBURN EYES: GREEN HEIGHT: FIVE FOOT FIVE INCHES GUARDIAN - JUNE DANIELS, RELATION: MATERNAL GRANDMOTHER, DECEASED- CEDAR FALLS. SCORED HIGH MARKS: TRACKING; HAND/HAND COMBAT; TEAMWORK; FIELD FIRST AID NOTES: RUN RISK LEVEL 2; ONE ATTEMPT YEAR ONE AT TRTC. RECEIVED COUNSELING. MEDICATED WITH ANTIDEPRESSANT FOR YEARS 1-3. CLEARED FOR DISCONTINUATION OF USE AFTER REASSESSMENT.

Emily Warner “Okay, before you guys start yelling at me, I need to tell you honestly what hap-“ “I can’t believe you met him!” Danika says, and I just huff as I look at Elizabeth, who wasn’t happy either. “Yes but trust me, I wasn’t pathetic and swooning over him like I used to.” I told them but they didn’t look convinced. Of course, they won’t believe me, unless I tell them about Lucas, which is something I just can’t do, “Bottom line is that I have to go to his wedding.” I say and they look at me like I am crazy.

“You deserve to be happy, Ava. Even the Great Spirit believes that and that is why Azrael is with you. So stop knocking yourself short or I will find a way to tan your pale moon ass.” “You wouldn’t,” hissed Ava. She stopped her walking to look at the ghostly woman. “I understand that you want me to live my life, Grandmother Willow. But you must understand that what I experienced last night is a bit of an eye opener.” She closed her eyes for a moment. “Why did this have to happen to me? I mean; I’m nowhere close to a hero and yet this world needs one, I just don’t see myself one.”

"Yeah, but it's kind of strange. Yesterday, I saw her here with another guy. He was pretty handsome, and they looked really close." "No way! You must've seen wrong." "Of course not. I even recognized him. He's a trainer at a nearby gym, Coach Walker. I heard his personal life is a mess—" Keith's heart dropped. Keeping his expression steady, he picked up Caroline's handbag from the chair. Using the excuse of going to the restroom, he took out her phone. There was no password. His hands trembled as he opened Messenger. Pinned at the top was a contact labeled ‘Dear Coach Walker’. The chat history was full of explicit flirting and details of their meetups. The latest message had been sent just h