Glennon Doyle Untamed Novels & Stories

~Leo~ David had searched for 'Winter Crayton, and an autobiography about her, recently uploaded, had come up. It had a recent picture and stated her age and breed. The publication stated she was an orphan of unknown origin and that she grew up in an orphanage in Brighton. It stated that she was allegedly involved in prostitution before starting an orphanage and moving to Hayland, where she met her lover and fated mate, Brandon Knight. It said even though Brandon made a public show of rejecting her at their bluemoon wedding, they believed it was a scheme by the two of them so he could get his hands on Lesley Adamson Armstrong's dirty money. The autobiography further stated that Winter was now

The camera lens focused clearly on Sean’s battered face, capturing every wince, every drop of blood, every insult thrown his way. The man holding the camera muttered, “Send this. Let the bodyguard watch the price of playing the hero.” He tapped the screen, and the video was uploaded to a number they had tracked earlier. Ethan’s encrypted line. Back in the torture room, the gang leader leaned down beside Sean’s ear. “Your assistant,” he whispered, “isn’t just someone you admire, is she? We know. And so does Ethan. It’s cute how the two of you are fighting for the same woman.”

I asked looking towards the both of them but non of them said a thing and i saw the rest of the clique approaching us "We're so gonna talk about this at home miss" I directed to Emily before they got to us "Hey babes" Gwen jovially greeted, giving a side hug to both i and Emily "And who's this handsome fella you guys came with" Gwen asked "This is Raymond y'all, Raymond this is Gwen, Logan, Cole, Chad,Claire and Todd" I introduced and purposely locked eyes with Todd, he didn't seem happy "Wassup man" Echoed around as they shooked hands, Todd was the last to shake, so our eyes departed

A black wolf's fur scarf was resting on his broad shoulders and his lapel had golden embroidery on it. She never pitied herself, no matter what she went through...but one thing made her pity herself. She engraved his flame tattoo between her chest and he engraved her flame tattoo on his right arm. Their souls were tangled but none of them cared. They were going against fate. "Even after all this I still see no reaction on your face. I must say... you're truly from the liberation front, judging by those green eyes you belong to the scarlet blossom clan." He said, his dark black eyes looking at her from head to toe. He took a step closer to her, they had an arm gap between them. This was the f