Hawthorne Novels & Stories

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.

~~~~~ Hawthorne Business Empire ~~~~~ Arnold climbed down from the car, the door was held open by Trevor. His eyes gazed at the tall and large building before him, this was his empire an empire from where he could rule the world. He took a step forward to go into the large building with Trevor and three bodyguards behind him, the large sign on the building which was flashing ' Hawthorne Business Empire ' sparkled with a bright white and Golden light indicating business opened. The door was pushed open by the securities with their head bowed down in greetings to Ace. Arnold gazed coldly at them without so much as a nod before ste

Those humans that love to come into the forest to find unknown things. We get there, on seeing this Alpha Tate throws himself to the ground, in front of the circle. He didn’t hold his tears back. He cried out loud. He shouted out loudly that the birds in the trees flew away. His wolf forced himself out of him. His wolf is all gray and huge. His wolf whimpers, raises his head and releases one long, mournful howl that echoes through the forest. We had to cover our ears because of how loud he was.

He stood and offered me his hand. The sensation I felt as my skin touched his, was electric. It felt like every inch of my body was alive, hairs were standing up on the back of neck. The warmth from his touch filled my body. He moved my hand onto his arm as we took some steps off the veranda side. At the bottom of the stairs was a small path to a hedgerow with a small gate. He opened the gate and gestured me through, first. On the other side was an unbelievable site. The gardens seemed never ending in the lowing sunlight, paths curved in and out of flower beds and arches. Small lights began to turn on along the path sides with the sun lowering. It was like nothing I had ever seen before, jus

It’s like an invisible wire pulling our attention to each other. Then Lowe does something he’s only ever done once before, the night we realised we could sense Nova again, he starts whining in my head and scratching for my attention. I look at Peter and I can see it must be the same for him and his wolf. Then I smell it again. I don’t know how to describe it but it smells like home and comfort and everything I ever wanted. It smells like warmth and sweetness, and I can’t find where it is coming from.

I asked. Marta gives me a look. “Adrian Hawthorne once sent back a wine shipment worth more than my house because it was stored at the wrong temperature.” I blinked. “Seriously?” “Very.” She leans against the doorframe. “You’ll learn quickly. Hawthorne standards are… high.” I walk to the window. Outside, the polo field stretches across the horizon. A stable sits beyond the trees, sunlight glinting off its roof. What a view .It’s hard to believe people actually live like this.

My mind was blank with bliss and tiredness. Mr. Hawthorne stroked my hair gently for a moment, then stood. “Perfect first breeding, pup. But we’re not done yet.” He tugged the leash forcing me back onto all fours even though my legs felt like jelly. I crawled after him. We moved back toward the kitchen island. He lifted me onto it once more, chest down and ass up. “Present.” I spread my cheeks again,the plugged hole was on full display. Mr. Hawthorne circled me admiring his work. Then he reached for something new : it was a sleek black vibrating wand. He pressed it against the base of the plug and turned it