Kelley Fliehler Novels & Stories

And somehow, a part of her was proud to stand beside him. ________________________________________ After the meeting ended, Alexandro had other matters to attend to, and he instructed one of his betas to stay with Serena. A young woman approached, her steps confident and light, a small smile playing at her lips. She was dressed in black leather armor, her dark hair braided tightly, and a sword rested casually at her hip. "Lady Serena," she said, bowing slightly. "I'm Kiara. Beta of the Blood Moon Pack." Serena blinked in surprise. She hadn’t expected to see a woman among the warriors—and certainly not holding the high rank of Beta.

We have been after them for a whole month and they think yelling and stubbornness is going to save them? I moved closer to Ashely’s cell gate, standing in front of it. “You want to know who I am? Well, let me introduce myself. I am Kilhan, the son of Late Alpha Elsher, whom you had an affair with.” Saying this, I saw her eyes slowly widen in shock. Her hands fell from the gate and she took two steps backwards. “Yeah. I knew that name would ring a bell. And I want to believe you know why you are here.” I added.

Though I was gambling with my life for him not to find out quickly, there was nothing I could do if he found out quickly. Alpha Kyle was rather observant and I was sure that it wouldn't take long for him to notice that I was missing. Even though I wanted to increase the speed at which I was moving, I found it rather impossible. The pain and weakness in my body made me unable to move faster than I was already moving. I was probably going to collapse if I tried to move faster than I was already. I could only hope Alpha Kyle wasn't going to discover my disappearance any time soon. I needed to buy myself a lot of time or else, I was going to be doomed if he discovers.

I stared at my new contact list for a long time, wondering if I had actually solved anything or simply delayed the inevitable. Whoever had found me once could probably find me again. ... My life had become unbearably complicated, Noah wanted a future with me, not someday, but now. He spoke about commitment with such certainty that it frightened me. Helena wanted me to join her in hunting predators… men who had escaped justice because of money, influence, or power. She had looked me in the eyes and calmly suggested we become executioners. And somewhere out there… someone kept sending anonymous messages that refused to stop.

When Don saw Phelan, his eyes burned with hate. He bellowed—a sound that was somewhere between a yell, a moo, and a really loud belch. “Hey, Phelan,” She then shouted back. “Didn't I kill you already?” He pounded his fist into the dress she wore, and it crumpled like aluminum foil. A few dracaenae threw flaming javelins at her. She knocked them aside. A hellhound lunged, and she sidestepped. She could have stabbed it, but She hesitated. “This is not Mrs. O'Leary”, Don said to himself. This is an untamed wolf. It will kill me and all my friends.

I’m not patient enough for anything else. Congratulations. We are pleased to inform you… Welcome to the Flavory Bites team. Those are the words that jump out at me, and relief floods through my chest before I even finish the sentence. Happiness follows right after, warm and unexpected, and suddenly I’m reading the email properly instead of scanning for bad news. I have to resume training tomorrow. Weekdays only. Four hours after school, every day, until nine p.m. It’s all laid out clearly, something solid I can actually hold on to.

Dale asks, surveying the scene of destruction. "I don't know, but I'm determined to find out." Thomas's icy green eyes lock onto Dale. "Whoever it was, better hope I don't catch them because nobody messes with my family." "Wait, you and Keia are related?" Dale kicks a piece of glass away with his shoe. "No, but we're family because she's Hera's best friend. And anyone who messes with someone Hera cares about will have to deal with me." "I wouldn't want to be on your bad side. I've heard rumors that the bodies are never found," Dale chuckles, trying to brush it off, but Thomas remains stoic.

He was caught off-guard, wondering how K knew about him hooking-up with almost every pretty girl around New York. Oh, wait. Clix. He realized and remembered K saw the app on his phone when he asked for her phone number at the subway station. But then, she wouldn't know still that he slept with those women aplenty. "H-how did y-" "I have access to the database," she explained, stopping him mid-sentence. "I'm a web developer for Clix. I see you, Jesse Akerman." She looked right through him, really deep within him. Holy shit.

I want to express the words, but emotion is forcing them down. Grayson pulled away, holding my shoulders back so he could look at me. Reilly never hit me once. No one did. That's not what I was there for, so I could tell that Grayson was relieved to see no marks on me. "What happened? Why? Who do I have to kill?" His questions came at me like wild fire, and I had to take a moment to assess what to tell him. "A man I used to work with. His name is Reilly. He wanted me to be apart of his stupid uprising," I tell him. Grayson's face immediately darkens.

I'm sorry there will be lots of groveling and kissing my ass before I forgive him,” She says, walking away. I knock on the door and when Dwayne says come in I did. I leaned against the doorframe waiting for him to turn around. I never got so lucky like Archer and got the lycan gene; it only happens to males, not females. So I heal just like everybody else does. “I never thought you'd come back after you left with him,” “I'll always come back, this is my home. And you were right about Avery, he doesn't nor will he ever love me,”