Lakehouse Movie Novels & Stories

“I know that, when you took me at Wolf Creek, I was just another conquest for you, but it was something different for me. It meant something to me.” “That place is called Wolf Creek?” Aiden chuckled. “That sounds very Texas like. I’d think Alligator Creek would be more appropriate for Louisiana.” “There are no alligators in that creek,” Pauline said. “Are there wolves?” he asked. “I named it after you,” she huffed. “You’re the wolf. You’re a wolf and a cad who teases a girl into thinking you’ll marry her and then rides off without a backward glance.” “I did do that, didn’t I?” Aiden said regretfully.

I just hope he makes it for me to be able to do that. I open the door and walk in, surprised but not really to see Lexi sitting right on Stacks' lap. "There you are!" "Savage, we were just talking about you." "Oh, is that right?" "Yeah, I was tell-" Before he can finish, I take Brixton's gun and begin firing, getting his blood all over Lexi, who screams as she jumps off his lap, his body slumping over the desk from each bullet that strikes him. "Harley, what the fuck did you do?"

I stumbled a bit because my legs felt like jelly. He climbed off a little more gracefully than I, which drew the eyes of a few women lingering about. Stepping closer, he unclipped the helmet and pulled it off. I instantly reached up to make sure that my hair wasn’t a mess. “I don’t like the helmet,” I told him before he could say anything. “It prohibits me from seeing everything clearly.” His lips twitched. “I’ll keep that in mind. Do you want to take off the jacket or keep it on?”

she says, "You have bigger problems than me this time." "What do you mean?" hisses Valerie. Luka has pulled away. He looks miserable, torn between the two fighting women, both of whom he loves. Only then does Valerie finally see me and Fulvio, standing in her small front room. Fulvio, enormous, ginger and bloodied. Me, small and dark and bloodied. "Werewolves!" she says and the word sounds like thunder and lightning when she says it. "Werewolves," says Luka. But when he says it it sounds like icecream and roses. "Wait, I have to show you something."

December 19th, 2012 Evening Damon “We forgot about the news yesterday!” Sasha is sat at the other end of the couch, her toes just inches from my thigh. I’m really not sure when I became corrupted by fantasies of her feet. They’re quite pretty. Long, slender. Straight toes. Cropped, painted nails. Protruding veins. I can imagine them padding at my crotch a little too vividly. My jeans are a bit tight. “Tarantino’s film was scrapped because of Sandy Hook.” I watch as she squints, probably trying to remember her own headline.

"So how was your date last night?" Jackie's gaze flitted her way. "How did you know about that?" Amy shrugged lightly. "Scott told Blake. Blake told me." "There's a lot of gossip going on around Lake Miranda." "Oh, for Pete's sake! Did you have a good time?" A light smile played across Jackie's lips. "Yes. I had a really good time. They were showing The Birds at the summer drive-in." "Mm-hmm. Well, Hitchcock isn't the most romantic director on the planet, but at least it wasn't Psycho. What did you do after the movie?"

Unique in her own way. We go for ice cream, then lunch. Later, Laurel takes me to this park where we sit beneath a huge tree that throws shade against the burning day. “Does Jake hit Hillary? Do you know if he does?” I ask. She frowns, then chuckles. “No, no. I don’t think he’d do that. Jake’s amazing, he helped Hillary a lot. He helped her come out of this trauma shell she was trapped in.” Trauma shell. What the hell does that mean?

"Targeted at you?" "I don't know," she said, her voice trembling. "But it didn't feel like an accident." "And you think it was the Drakkons?" Jake asked, his voice grim. Lila's wolf looked up at him, her eyes filled with fear. "I don't know," she repeated. "But I'm afraid it might be." _______________________ "We're in Lake Town to track someone," Jake said, changing the subject, needing to see her reaction. "A hacker named Lawrence. He's been selling intel to the Drakkons."

He storms out of beta, and Zack slinks off back to Taylor. Nate takes your hadn't and walks you back into the livingroom. "Your brother is a psycho." Ella whispers. "Yeah, well, we can thank Zack for the disruption since he told Sam I was here." You explain. "What a douche." Ella whispers to Kain, and they both glare at Zack, zack hangs his head in shame. "What do we do now that the movie is over?" Ella asks. "You can go back to your dorm or stay here. It's up to you, " Nate laughs.

It is so bizarre that a woman who is hanging out with werewolves is friends with someone who despises beasts so much. ‘Is that why this hunter does not do anything to Chandler?’ Vincent realized. In the midst of the silence, a jolly voice appeared. "Ahhh! That makes sense!" detective Ned exclaimed. Now, everyone looked at Adler’s subordinate who was keeping quiet for a long time. “The coffee shop’s name is Maxine’s coffee shop, right?!” Ned, then, excitedly tapped his team leader’s shoulder. He smiled widely as if he finally solved the answer from a very difficult math question.