Laura Thalassa Books Novels & Stories

Thalassa replied calmly. “Even so!” Luisa stared at her like she was going crazy. “I thought you wanted Karen to pay for everything she has done to you. I can't believe you’re just letting her get out so easily.” Though Thalassa was exasperated, she could also understand her friends' frustration and confusion. Sighing, she stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window on one side of her office, which overlooked a breathtaking view of the city. “Luisa, do you remember my main motive for coming back to Baltimore?” she asked, still looking out the window.

Anton murmurs to me as I sit next to him, facing Laila, who sits against the far arm of the L-shaped couch. I just pat Anton on the head before conjuring up a cup of coffee and reaching for a donut from the table. “What are you reading, Laila?” “A book on earth’s oceans,” she murmurs, flipping through the pages with wide eyes. “You have fascinating marine life.” “Good choice of distraction,” I say, grinning at Anton and taking a bite of my donut, enjoying myself even despite the rather harrowing start to the morning.

Chapter One - Laura Note to readers: Chronologically, this novella takes place after “A Forever Kind of Love” but before “A Wonderful Kind of Love”. It also contains characters from “Saltwater Kisses” and “Yours Completely”. You do not need to have read any of these books to enjoy this book. If you like this story, “A Wonderful Kind of Love” picks up where it leaves off. Laura “Oh God, it's him.” Laura wished she could just melt into the floor and vanish for a few hours. Of course he had to come to this. He was the last person she wanted to see today.

I heard the sound of footsteps approaching, followed by a sharp gasp. “Oh my God!” I turned my head just as Laura rushed into the living room, wearing a silk robe that barely covered her. She was clutching a magazine in both hands, her face lit up with excitement. “Jason, look at this!” she practically squealed, shoving the magazine into my chest. I barely had time to react before she was circling the couch, clapping her hands like a child. I frowned and glanced down at the page. The bold headline read: "Avaris Luxe Holdings Grand Opening – The Future of Luxury is Here!”

" Laura hissed, glancing toward the woman who had brought them here. "You knew! You knew she was coming. You were working for her!" ​Selene remained still, her gaze fixed on the codex. Her mask of indifference had cracked, revealing a flicker of deep, gnawing regret. "I am no one's servant, Laura. I needed the door to open just as much as she did. But I didn't want the world to burn." ​Before Catherine could touch the book, Laura lunged. She didn't go for Catherine; she went for the pedestal.

The air here was alive with the roaring sound of crashing waves and the sharp, salty sting of the ocean breeze. They spent the afternoon walking along the shoreline, hunting for sea glass and climbing over the giant, smooth stones. For the first time in months, Thalia didn't just feel like a comforting presence; she felt like an adventure. When the wind blew hard against them, Thalia stepped closer, her natural Lycan body heat acting as a literal shield against the ocean chill. "Look at this one," Thalia said, holding up a deep green piece of smooth glass. She caught Maya’s hand, pressing the cool glass into her palm, but her fingers lingered, warm and strong against Maya's skin.

An excellent one to be precise and that was what had kept him employed. In the seat beside him was a woman. She had long, blonde hair that when allowed to move with gravity, neared her waist. She was dressed in a silvery gown and looked like a queen. What she lacked though, was a crown on her head and three dozen guards watching her every step. She was Sarah, Harold's stepmother. In the seats behind the driver and Sarah was Harold and someone who was bound to make his next two years in Golden Lake University more miserable; Maximus (or Max for short).

A fire was burning in the fireplace, and he sat down at one end of the sofa in front of it, Talia the following suit on the other end, curling her legs. "Not particularly. Most people call me Zeus daughter and leave it at that." The Prince raised his brow. "Yeah but you are his daughter" The moon princess rolled her eyes, letting out a loud exhale. "Well yes, but that's not the only way I want to be recognised." "Oh" After that, Talia was content to browse through the books in his library for two hours straight, delighted to find earth literature among his collection. He promised that she could take them with her or stay back and read.

Martha was a slick talker. She knew what words to say to keep her companion entertained. Perhaps, that was the reason why instead of going back to Little Hangleton, Laura was prepping to settle in the hotel. She had her driver go back for her to retrieve her netbook and a couple of books.

Steve's POV I drove slowly towards the beach house as the scent of the ocean filled my nostrils. I knew I was going to have a wild ride with Laura but she wouldn't just let me easily and I had to find a way to make her, no matter what. I don't know why but even her looks alone seems to drive me crazy. She was dressed ready for the beach house in her net shirt revealing her bra and bum short and it was seducing me, making me hard but I knew I had to control myself till we get into the house.