Hannah Berner Romane & Geschichten

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

“Linda? It’s Hannah. May I come in?” Her voice was smooth and low, like warm honey. “Yes, come in,” I called, trying to sound casual. She entered, and for a second, I forgot how to breathe. Hannah was breathtaking early thirties, graceful like a dancer with an easy confidence that filled the room. Her fair smooth white skin glowed softly under the warm lights, flawless and radiant. Long dark curls were tied back in a loose bun, a few strands framing her face. Those deep expressive eyes locked onto mine with genuine interest, and her full lips curved into a gentle, reassuring smile. She wore simple scrubs that hugged her figure just enough to hint at strength and femininity.

“Mrs Caldwell is very particular about the searches. It’s to make sure we’re not taking anything into the quarters that shouldn’t be there.” “Hmm,” I mused. “Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it. My name is Hannah by the way, but we mostly go by last names, so call me Morgan.” Hannah Morgan. The name sounded familiar. Paired with her faded blonde hair that was almost white and her tanned skin, it could only mean one thing. “You’re from…?” “Sleepy Hollow. Same as you. I know your sister. It’s sad what happened to her. I believe it must’ve been a big misunderstanding. Aria would never steal.”

“Rory!” “It’s here,” I whisper. He looks where I’m staring—and freezes. Blake appears behind him, sword already in hand. He swears softly. “That’s fast.” “What is it?” I demand. Blake doesn’t look away. “A Balancer.” The word lands like a death sentence. “It exists to eliminate anomalies,” he says. “Crowned bearers who disrupt equilibrium.” Ethan bares his teeth. “Then it picked the wrong night.” The thing in the forest tilts its head.

He eats at the best restaurants, and he travels the world in style. Delcan POV_ As I was driving home from work, the streets were quiet and still. It was late, and most people were already home for the night. But something caught my eye - a girl, sitting alone on a bench. I couldn't help but notice her, even though she was bathed in shadow. As I stopped my car and got closer, I could see her more clearly, and she was even more beautiful than I'd first thought. "Excuse me,I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. I said, "may I sit with you?" The girl looked up at me and hiss without saying a word, her brown eyes swollen I guess she must have been crying. Delcan: ". I just wanted to make sure

Derry went silent for a while trying to process what Devon had just revealed to him. If Mr Adam Shawn's account is still active, who is using it? He thought. "What do you mean the account is active? Who is using it?" Derry questioned. "His daughter, Lily Shawn," Devon announced.

“So this should be a piece of cake for you. Small-town arson. Your pool of suspects is limited.” Hannah swore under her breath. No point in trying to keep secrets. Okay, more secrets. She still hadn’t told them she’d quit her job. Or about Tim. Or that she was moving home. “I’m not going to be doing any investigating. We’ve got a wedding to pull off. And . . . well, I’m sort of representing Calder Blue.” Kerry hooted and Fiona’s mouth dropped open in outrage. Which . . . was pretty much exactly the reaction she’d anticipated.

I say. Hanna has been my best friend since we were 8. Our parents used to joke that we were so joint at the hip, they were sure that not even our mates could separate us. Even though we are besties, we are very different. Hanna is a few inches shorter than my 5.8 feet. She had brown curly hair, olive tan skin and the most beautiful hazel eyes you have seen. Hanna is also what you would call a genius with a degree in mechanical engineering and some intense hacking skills, Hanna is the type of girl that would fix up your 1968 Ford Mustang and then transfer it to her name. Not a joke, she did that once. In Hanna’s defence, he didn’t want to pay her for fixing the car up. She is currently trying

Something she has always wanted from us to do. And Ara is a psychotherapist with detective skills. What if she detects it? The next craziest thing that will come into her mind is to make things difficult for them, put compromising situations in their path that will leave them with no choice. "Mr. Grey! I think we have someone else that we need to convince." "Let's start by aborting Grey and call me by my name." "When we're not alone." "Alright. So who's this someone?" "Arabella."

Putting on my black high heels I give myself a last check before heading downstairs as I hear the first cars arriving. Arriving quietly behind my parents as they welcome the first couple – Alpha Zachary and Luna Rachel from the Blood Moon Pack, I step beside my father in time to shake Alpha Zachary’s and Luna Rachel’s hands. My mother and father give me a stern look, acknowledging my close to late arrival. I smile and continue with some small talk with Luna Rachel as Alpha Jackson continues speaking with Alpha Zachary and his Beta Sam. Luna Rachel is a beautiful woman. With her blond hair, brown eyes, and petite frame she is clearly the light in Alpha Zackary’s eyes.