Kristen Hannah Novels & Stories

Secretly, Caitlyn prayed and hoped for an opportunity to show off as his partner to suffice again. She missed being close to him. She missed the body contact, his eyes, and his succulent lips. "Mr. King just arrived," Hannah's voice jolted her out of her thoughts. She nodded with a warm smile as a response. She had instructed the lady to inform her of Martin's arrival as soon as he does. She stood up, her smile never leaving her face, and adjusted her shirt, even though it needed none. She tucked it into her trousers neatly and sat down, then opened her bag and brought out her makeup kits, did a little touch-up on her face, and gave a contented smile at her reflection in the small hand mirro

Staying as far away as possible seemed like the better option, honestly. As I watched the guys, an attractive blond-haired woman with large breasts and a short miniskirt approached the guys. She was tipsy from what I could see, and she was giggling as she approached the Rogues, swaying slightly as she settled herself into Keane’s lap. I was surprised when he didn’t push her away, instead allowing her to sidle into his lap like a lost puppy dog. “That’s Sadie,” Kasey said softly, taking another drink. “She’s the Rogues’ current booty call.”

All then seemed to have evaporated into a black hole before my heart pumped me awake. Until then, before I knew it, I'm living the years of my life as the Luna of the Werewolves whole empire, Lumina, only by becoming the Alpha King's wedded wife- a title I'm most shameful of having. But I know that there's still more than what the eyes see. ***** "The letters have arrived, my lady." "What type?" Claude looked at me in confusion while I busied myself completing the reports from the border lands. "What do you mean what type? Are you expecting any other letters except for invitations and requests for an audience?"

She explains. I honestly didn’t give the camera a second thought after I realized that I forgot it at the barn. I was worried about getting Gabe to the packhouse and then I was busy trying to take care of him while he recuperated. “I also hear that you helped my little girl too.” She beamed at me. Then she grabbed my hand to examine my palm. How did she know? “It’s alright Hannah, you can trust Christine”, Gabe tells me seeing that I am anxious about this conversation. Christine goes on to explain that she works as a researcher for a nonprofit that was established by a coalition of packs in the area.

The tingles shooting through my body had Aura in a fit of her wolf-like purrs. "Well good morning Alpha, Luna," I heard a familiar sweet voice from behind me. Tate was looking past me with a smile picking up the corners of his lips. I cocked my head back so I could look at the culprit. "Morning Christine," I greeted politely, not one bit embarrassed by the position she found us in. The older woman's wrinkled face lit up at the sight of Tate and I together. "Is there anything I can do for you?" Tate asked kindly. Christine grinned wider, her hazel eyes twinkling with wonder. "I was just coming in here to clean up, but uh, it looks like you and the Luna are....busy."

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

Katherine asked in utter disbelief, tears welling in her eyes. "What kind of man are you?" “Katherinet-" Convel began with slight impatience in his voice. "My name isn't Katherinet O'Donnelly," Katherine interrupted, her voice so cold that Convel visibly shivered. "It's Katherine Anne Scotts. My parents are George and Margaret Parker. They may not be perfect but they raised me, and I love them unconditionally. You're not my father. I already have a father, and there isn't anything you can say or do to change that."

Allow me to introduce myself, I am Jenni March, I am 18 years old, daughter of Rick and Rose, The Alpha and Luna of Crystal Forrest, a community nestled next to a quiet town in Southern Tennessee. I have lived here all my life and it is the most beautiful and charming place. Between the hills, and the creeks and rivers, its pure bliss.

I listened to her voice as she cackled before turning into a full blown hysterical laughter. " Wait a minute!." - She panted, laughing in between the gaps. "Repeat that again ma'am." I frowned, not understanding what was so funny about opening an account. "What's so funny?" - I asked sternly. Her cackles stopped, "I'm sorry........ Miss Selene." "It's just that - in this day and age. Not having a social media account is kind of............. unheard. It's actually become a necessity and you not having it -"

And then. Haden let out a low murmur before pulling her in closer to him, "You," he said, "It's definitely you." She froze in his grasp, her eyes still wide, set firmly on Leo. "What's your name?" He asked but Lia didn't respond. "Lia Loren, age 17 from Triton," Leo said deeply, emotion practically undetectable in his tone but upon examining his face, I could see it deep and repressed. "The Alpha's sister..." Haden said, getting a proper look of her. "Nice to meet you, Lia. I'm Haden."