Juno Hoslow Novels & Stories

Jack sat back on the bar stool. His eyes were big. He ran his hands through his brown hair. Did he hear Mr. Gibson correctly? He was Henry Kingsley? No! He was Jack. He's always been Jack. This was impossible! Mr. Gibson must be wrong. He must have him confused with someone else. "Mr. Gibson, I'm sorry, but you must be mistaken. My name is Jack. I grew up at Old George Orphanage. I'm no Kingsley descendant, I'm sure of it."

Just by glance, you can tell she's a perfect mother figure and kindhearted one. They're are looking for Hana, the mother of Mizu. Both lead in the junkyard where the hideout of the kids was. Knowing that the person they are searching for was already dead they search for the daughter instead. The woman introduced herself as Hana's younger stepsister, named Yuri Sodomaki, and the guy is her husband, named Taiga Sodomaki. They are here to search for her older sister but found out she was already dead and she has a daughter. She wants to meet Hana to deliver the news that their father was already dead and that he leave her some inheritance but was already too late. Both can't have a child, so t

I whispered, taking in the beauty he possessed. "Well, I'm not one of those men, you know. I'm different. I'm the god, sweetheart Hana. I don't do shit those men do." He sneered and it was mixed with confidence and disdain over the men alive on this earth. Because he thought he was superior. And he was not lying.

I swear not even a cockroach can get past that guy. Jared was the son of an omega female and a beta male. I say was because his parents died during an NC attack (nightcrawler). He's worked his arse off to be the beta of his pack today, and goddess knows how proud I am with what he's accomplished. Still, if my father saw him associating with me in our house where he'd forbidden anyone to enter, no doubt he would have killed him. There's no questioning how merciless and cruel my father could be, and that's precisely how the pack is named after him. The Cruelcrest Hounds Pack.

The Moon Goddess, a celestial embodiment of grace and power, greeted the werewolves with a gentle smile. Alpha Jake and Luna Mara, overwhelmed by the divine aura, dropped to their knees along with the entire pack, paying homage to the deity who governed their lives. "Alpha Jake, Luna Mara," the Moon Goddess spoke, her voice a melodic cadence that resonated through the hearts of all present. "You are under my divine protection, and your union is blessed." Alpha Jake and Luna Mara exchanged glances, their hearts swelling with gratitude and joy. "Thank you, Moon Goddess," Alpha Jake spoke, his voice a mixture of humility and appreciation. "We are honored by your blessing."

Despite the salt and pepper grey hair, Connor’s movie star looks make him seem ageless in a way that had me thinking he would have still been just a touch too young to fight in that battle. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to.” He says. “I may have some additional insights that your parents or Leader Bruno don’t, and given how close this guy,” he says, motioning to the deceased human still lying on the ground, “was found to my pack lands, I’d like to be a part of thinking through next steps. Have you contacted COWS yet?”

she waved her hand dramatically, “—is way stronger. What did Lucan do to you? Or give you? Because I definitely want some.” I laughed softly, shaking my head. “Trust me, you don’t want what I went through.” “Oh, I don’t know,” she said with a smirk. “If it makes me glow like the sun, I might risk it.” I smiled at her warmth, the easy banter easing the tension in my chest. Around us, whispers had already started. “She looks different.” “That’s Juno, right? The one whose profile sold out the highest since Vance Cooper.” “Something about her feels… stronger.”

“While I was walking the halls today, I noticed a young woman doing chores throughout the pack house alone. She looked severely malnourished and injured. Can you tell me who she is, why she is working alone, and why she appears to have been beaten?” The silence that followed was telling. Then Alpha Amos began to lie. “She was among a group of rogues who attacked us,” he said. “When we captured her, she refused to cooperate. We withheld food and assigned her the worst jobs because she became our pack slave. She acts out often. Stealing. Disobeying. She is punished when necessary.” Every word pushed Stowne closer to the surface. A growl vibrated through my chest before I forced it down.

“What the hell is she talking about?” “Juno is a witch,” I said, my heart breaking with each syllable. “She was one of the figures who tried to run me and Vesper off the road.” “He wanted you dead!” Juno cried out. “You want me dead!” I snapped. “That’s not true!” Juno said. “My mother and I have been looking for someone for many years, and it was only when Soren and Ash came to town that I realized the person we were looking for was Magnus Ashwood’s granddaughter. I never thought–I never thought it would be you–”