Laurelin Paige Donovan Kincaid Novels & Stories

**A New Kind of First Love** As Claire and Ethan settled into their new lives, focusing on rebuilding their business and embracing their fresh start, their daughter Lillian was quietly embarking on her own journey. At sixteen, Lillian had grown into a thoughtful, creative, and independent young woman, deeply influenced by the resilient spirit of her parents. She had always been close with Claire and Ethan, sharing her dreams and fears with them, but in recent months, she had begun keeping something important to herself.

Catherine and Keila walked back into the changing room. “Lily who?” “Lily me,” she said, walking in with her assistant. “I heard someone was causing a commotion in my establishment. Not a surprise to see you of course.” “Lily, wow. I didn’t know you were in town.” Donovan turned to Kenny. He was certain that his constant teasing was what summoned her. Lily was Donovan’s crush and his first love. She moved to London after high school.

However, as she reached for the door, her arm was abruptly grabbed, halting her in her tracks. "Ruby, right?" a familiar voice addressed her. It was Paige, the girl with bangs, who had just entered the bathroom in a rush. Ruby recognized her as the one Luke had developed a slight crush on. She couldn't blame him; Paige was undeniably beautiful, and many considered her the epitome of attractiveness in their high school. Unfortunately, Paige was dating the very person who had caused Ruby so much confusion and frustration—Caden, the devil himself.

— Santiago looked at her without removing the smile from her face. —You inspired confidence in me, seeing how you treated my daughter speaks highly of you, and not only will we work together, but we will be godparents and we have to organize a big wedding, so let's go — Luciana gave him a sincere smile, one that It had been a long time since he had given unless it was his family, Santiago was amazed by that smile to which he reciprocated, and then turned on the car and caught up with his friends.

The house was neat and seemed to only house her and her father, yet it seemed he had not been home in quite some time. She wondered when in time she had been returned and how long the war with the vampires had been going on this time. She shook her head. The vampires, the war, and all the happenings of the court were no longer her concern. She was Laurel, not Laura Hamiltion, the former luna. The thought comforted her as she crossed the small room to the table to straighten the pile of papers. She didn’t recognize the handwriting, but they were mostly from a Jack Miller.

Paige looked up at me like I was a genius, and I tucked the memory of the light in her eyes away to take out the next time I was upset. “Oh!” Lauren put a hand to her chest. “That’s very generous…and might actually be clinically useful.” She bit a pen she held in her hand. “Yeah, I think that might work, once I’m actually transitioned over.” She looked at Paige. “We’ll talk details soon. Maybe as soon as you’ve closed?” Paige nodded, and Lauren said goodbye then disappeared back into her office. I led my girl out of the building, Paige practically skipping the whole way. I couldn’t keep the grin off my face.

"One day, once the thing between you and Eddie is over, bring him here to London, and I want to meet the man who had captured my daughter's, whole heart." "Of course," I smile. "Claire, anak, what is his name, and what does he do?" "Helen, don't ask." "Um...well, his name is Don; he and his brothers own a mechanic shop." "Mmh..." I groan. Here we go with the judging. "What does his parents do?" I can't avoid her questions; I know my father is trying to talk her out of it. "Well, his dad's name is Ian Wolfe, and he was in the marine, and his mother is Rosie Wolfe; she was a dancer."

"There's also a conflicted look on your face. Come on, spill. What's bothering you?" Quinn was a beautiful young woman with chocolate skin and long dark dreadlocks that reached her waist. They were dyed at the tips with a goldish-caramel colour. She had large brown eyes that shone brightly when kissed by the sun. At thirty-three, she was already an established author who wrote romantic novels for a living. Claire sighed and took a sip from her glass. She said, "I don't know what to do. I found something that could really hurt Oliver and his family today. I should be happy because I want revenge... however, Oliver helped my daughter today.

she whispered to herself wiping her face that was already bloated from crying too long. “Alright! Fine! I will go!” Paige snapped as she picked her bag from the washing basin and exited the female’s washroom in anger, she wasn’t angry at Crystal, she was angry at Kayden instead. “Mrs. Smith?” Crystal heard someone else’s voice, it wasn’t Paige’s voice, it sounded like Laurie and she wondered why Laurie was here and how she knew she could find her here. “Laurie, please go away.” She said dropping back on the toilet seat. “I don’t want to see anyone.”

Just my nerves, I guess. “Let me help you with your luggage, Ms. Donnelly.” The car pulled over and the driver walked around to open my door. “Welcome to the O’Ryan manor. This is alpha Patrick O’Ryan’s home. I am Kinsley.” I had to do a double take. This girl is gorgeous. Like a younger and taller version of Victoria Justice. Long raven hair, brown eyes, tan skin, and legs for days. “Hi. I’m Kayleigh Donnelly.” I smile and reach out to shake her hand.