Lando Norris Tumblr Novels & Stories

“You sound like a charity shelter that rescues stray cats and dogs.” “If you know how to purr, I’ll let you sit in my lap,” I winked, sliding effortlessly into the tone of sass that bonded us all. Christina burst out laughing, and even Rose giggled, her shoulders visibly relaxing. Sarcasm, I swear – it’s our native language. “So, Rose, you into anything weird or cool? Gotta earn your badge somehow.” Christina asked, tilting her head playfully. Rose grinned. “I binge true crime podcasts and draw dead plants in sketchbooks. Does that count?”

I stared at the plate of shrimp in front of me and felt nausea churning through my stomach. … After dinner, Callum insisted on taking Nova home because she had passed out drunk after a few glasses of fruit wine. He even drove me out of the back seat so she could comfortably lie down on the ride. Watching as their taillights disappeared into the night, I slipped into my SUV and drove out of Silvermoon pack. Through the mind link, Callum was discussing plans for the next Luna Coronation Ceremony with me. Perhaps out of guilt, he offered to handle all the arrangements himself.

Nora yelled, all of their eyes flickered to her. She was hurt, tired and sick of the petty nonsense. She felt her body beginning to tingle as a response to her annoyance. She talked the electricity down as she watched them all stare at her. Lori dropped the tray she had been carrying and walked out. She looked at them confused; she hadn't even yelled that loud at them.

Finally, Tara replied. “Okay.” Then another message came a few seconds later. “Dad… I posted a video of me dancing last week. A solo I’ve been practicing.” I swallowed hard. “She liked it.” I stared at the words for a long moment. Nora Hamilton. The woman, currently running a billion-dollar company under a national microscope. Fighting a board member for fraud. Handling media storms. Sitting in meetings with lawyers and investors and reporters. And somewhere in the middle of all that chaos, she had paused long enough to watch Tara’s dance video.

Lana chattered for a while before she immediately said, “Do you know you’re trending on Twitter? Twitter is in chaos now!” “What?” Ninian reacted with hindsight, and her expression instantly changed. “Huh? Trending? I’m doomed!” She speedily went back and took out her phone. She cast a glance at it. It was out of battery and was shut down. “You can check with mine.” Nerola passed her phone to Ninian before she said, “Don’t panic first. Precisely, it’s not you who is trending. It’s The Everett who is on the trending list.”

"It's a pleasure to meet the man who's captured Lorenzo Volterra's attention. The whole city has been talking." "They have?" Louis glanced toward Lorenzo, who was deep in conversation across the room, his back to them. "They have." Nora tilted her head, studying his face. "Have you ever modeled? That bone structure and those eyes. You would stand out." Louis laughed. "No. Nothing like that. I did a commercial once." The thought of how that had landed him here hit him hard, but he pushed it down. "A commercial." She pulled a card from her clutch, sleek and black with gold lettering.

“Take it easy.” His smirk faded the moment she vanished around the corner. “I swear, if this meltdown is about those pictures going viral…” Max muttered, rubbing his jaw. “Nora, what the hell are you doing? ” He walked off. *** “Ah… I think I’m going to be sick,” Lucas groaned, pressing a hand to his forehead. Ava’s moods were manageable. Her tantrums? Tolerable. But this? He looked at his screen again… notifications flooding in, Noah Bamford trending, photos everywhere.

But I can sense unease in his voice. “Oh. okay.” I go quiet, unsure of what to say. I lay back in my bed and stare at the ceiling, thinking. Norris is our friend from school. Last time I remember, they were roommates at one point. Why would Norris send a postcard to Jacob when they literally live together? It’s a white lie. What is he hiding… and Why?

Getting kicked out of a city like Nordica City. He came from a small town. Marrying me and landing a job here hadn't been easy. Deep down, he knew divorcing me and choosing Zoey might not actually level him up. Still— They made a move. A few days after the surgery, I'd just finished an eight-hour case when the head nurse stopped me. "Dr. Loughlin, you should check the trending topics." I pulled out my phone. Third on the list was my name. [Nordica City National Research Hospital Dr. Lori Loughlin Takes Credit]

* – *If this is a PR stunt, I’ll still stream, but I’m gonna be mad about it. One video has racked up millions of views. A girl in a Luna tour shirt sits in front of a wall covered in posters—most of them my face. “Okay,” she’s saying into the camera. “So they say she’s on rest. But Luna’s whole *thing* is oversharing. She hasn’t even posted a tired selfie. And all those blinds about a secret husband? About a billionaire ‘patron’? I’m just saying…if we don’t hear from her by the end of the week, I’m starting a GoFundMe for a rescue mission.”