Laura Dern Book Novels & Stories

Lara stood in the doorway, lips pursed, hands on her hips like she was about to deliver some earth-shattering news. "I have both good and bad news!" she announced dramatically. "Oh boy," I muttered under my breath, pushing myself off the couch and tugging my shirt down. "Here we go." Lara strode in, her eyes ablaze with urgency. "I’ve gone through *every single page* in that book—*thrice*—and if there’s anything else about the Darklord written in it, it’s basically a detailed instruction manual on how your reunion is not only *a hundred percent possible*, but also how it would be the *worst possible* thing that could ever happen to this earth."

After all, you didn't have to hang up everything and that was nobody's business. When Eleanor turned to the next customer, Maddox slid to the side a little and then started on his own food. "Did you notice what was going on over in Florida?" Gian asked between bites. "You mean the thing with these animal rights activists, because of whom four people are now dead, but two cranes were able to escape the Venators?" Gian nodded. "But they weren't just any animal rights activists, the people were from Live for Animals." The piece of sausage caught in the air halfway to Maddox's mouth. "You are incinerating me."

“We’re here.” Alora licked her lips. She’s seeing Grandma Laura again. At least last night she didn’t see her face. Now she will… and she’s recorded their secret conversation. She’ll hate her more, she knows… but she’s done caring about that. If even her own brother can’t believe she could change, then who else can? “LAURA!” Damon called once and inserted the key into the lock. It gave way and he pushed the door completely open. Laura stood up immediately from the chair. She was writing something on a piece of paper and when she stood, hid it behind her.

I ask her. Laura nods her head. She walks around the room, picking up pictures and small things from the floor. She walks over to a bookcase still standing in the corner of the room. "I want my father's books," she says. She pulls a few books from the shelf. The case begins to rattle and shake. "Laura, be careful; it could fall!" I yell at her. Laura does not listen. She keeps pulling books from the bookcase, crying as she pulls the books. She struggles to pull a colossal book down. It finally breaks free. The book hits the floor, and the bookcase begins to move.

Laura shouted as she struggled to get off his grip. "No! No! Please... No" she screamed. "Laura! Laura!" came Steve's voice looking worried, Laura opened her eyes and realized that it was a dream. She was quiet as she sat up with a deep sigh of relief she was thankful that it was just a dream. " Laura, are you okay?" Little Denny asked, when they heard her scream they rushed in to seen what had happened to her on getting in they realize she was having a bad dream, her face was filled with cold sweat, and the only thing she had been shouting was

"How can I be jealous of a woman who I never knew? I tend to erase the women you were with before you met me. I don't want to be psychotic like Heather." Liam laughed. "I'm being serious here, Liam. Who is Kala?" He hovered his naked and broad chest above me, and the hungry look in his eyes was scary yet. I'm not afraid, but I like this feeling of being the prey of this handsome majestic creature. "Kala was a woman who was our neighbor and friend that looked after us since Rex was born." Oh...

The image of her faded a little, Sleep came finally, deep and dreamless. ******** Laura sat in the library, trying to read a book, but she kept spacing out and wasn’t really reading it at all. Instead, her mind kept drifting to the woman who looked just like her, and she wondered what Detective Chen was finding out about her family. Scott suddenly came into the room, looking for her. "Detective Chen is here," Scott said from the door, so Laura looked up from her book, even though she wasn’t actually paying attention to it. "He has some information he wants to talk to us about."

None of this would have happened. I could have been down here with my standoffish in-laws drinking afternoon hibiscus tea with my pinkie finger shooting up like a polite little wife. Instead, I was talking about energy auras with my MAYBE-best friend. ”Don't you feel it, Darlene? It's so dull, and... lackluster.” Laura whispered, her eyes going wide as she drew the black trench coat about herself as a shiver shuddered through her frame. Stick a goddamn needle pine in my eye, right the fuck now.