Kelly Hawthorne Novels & Stories

I said quietly. “I did do a good job at that but you could be wearing a garbage bag and still be the most intriguing woman at this ceremony, little trouble maker.” Kai said in a low sexy growl. What was happening and why was Kai bringing out this type of reaction from me. “You may want to answer that, it seems someone is really trying to get a hold of you.” I hadn’t even noticed my phone ringing until then. I looked down at my phone. I had missed several calls and texts from Kassius. Shit he must be looking for me. I noticed a voicemail pop up and quickly pressed play.

Panic sets in and I feel a low rumble in my chest when my wolf comes forward angry at the though of her being hurt. “Easy killer,” the deputy says. “Truth be told, they bit off more than they could chew with that one.” “How long have I been out?” I ask Doc while he is giving me the once over. “Almost two weeks Gabe.” He replies. Shit, I think to myself. She is probably long gone by now. “I don’t think so,” Theo says “she is close, her scent is here. If she is gone it wasn’t long ago.” Theo, I can tell, is exhausted from working to heal me all this time, and steps back to rest. “Hey there,” I hear from the French doors opening into the living room. I look up and see Hannah, standing

she asks as she looks at me with narrowed eyes. “Caterina, this is High Priestess Kaede Lynx. She is the leader or head of the Blood Crest Witches. Kaede, this is my mate, Caterina.” Kai introduces us, but as I hold out my hand for her to take, I realise too late that she was blind. “Pleased to meet you,” I say, but then her eyes widen. “Curious!” she exclaims and claps her hands together before she glances up at Kai. Wait, could she see?

June Hall’s POV “Good morning Winster county. Welcome to another episode of Winster county with Miss June Hall. Today, I have a very special guest in the studio: Kate Zainab Omar, the face of the heroes of justice maiden magazine. Kate how have you been?” Kate’s POV “I have been doing great, thank you for having me.” “You know since you came back, people have been speculating or even asking what your next move will be after the blockbuster speech during Sheriff Morgan Wilson’s memorial. What is your answer?” June Hall’s POV

Ryan break this pictu- My eyes get terrifically wide as I see the playboy swimsuit calendar on his table. The girl in the bikini is Kelly Clawford, the model I slept with last week. Is he into girls? Is he straight? I ask myself. My wolf is swimming in jealousy, envying the calendar bikini girl. Ryan, tear this calendar and that dog's picture, break all the computers and tables. Dakota screams in my head. "I have an extra if you like it this much." I knew who said that because my heartbeats instantly fasten hearing his smug voice. I turn my head, glaring at my mate. Does this human even know who I am?

I'm getting close to the endish. Kellisa Kelly

Kate POV “I Challenge Katelyn Adams for the Alpha title of the Golden Moon Pack!”. I couldn’t believe what I had heard. It was resonating through my mind, without fully comprehending. Looking into the crowd I wait for the voice to come forward. It’s familiar but with the crowd who jumped up loudly the voice was lost in the crowd.

K was unsure whether it was just because of shock or whether he was waiting for her to say anything more. She decided with the latter. She cleared her throat and figured to finally tell him everything about her. They're just little things, but it really mattered to her. She knows it meant the world to Jesse, too. "My full name is Kristen Noelle Miller," she started, her eyes were fixed on Jesse's the whole time. And as she uttered her full name, she literally saw his pupils dilate . "Noelle is my middle name, because I was born on Christmas day. I'm 24, so I'm four years younger than you." She feigned to cringe, grinding her teeth together. "So I'm kind of dating an older guy, ew."

She looked quite helpless this way. “Oh—“ Melinda looked up, startled. “Please! Not interested in that section whatsoever.” She giggled pulling her newspaper apart. She even pointed at the empty seat in front of her urging Alessa to join. Well, this was going to be easier than she thought. Alessa kindly smiled and took the seat and the loose papers she handed her. “Hello, I am Alice Kelly.” She extended her hand now that it was free. “Melinda Iron.” Alessa softly gasped knowingly, trying not to sound too interested. “I think I read about you? My site, PHAT, wrote an article on you. We have a monthly women spotlight section and you were featured.”

But then my eyes move down the list. Kelly Blackwell. My stomach drops. No. It can't be. Fucking no.