Lauren Bloom New Amsterdam Novels & Stories

Brent was typing frantically, bleeding the stock dry pound by pound, executing my revenge with flawless precision. On the screen, Lyle stared at the tablet. The numbers were dropping so fast it was making him dizzy. His empire – the untouchable fortress he had spent a decade building – was being systematically, violently dismantled in real – time. He scrolled down the screen, his fingers shaking uncontrollably. I knew exactly what he was looking for. He wanted to see the name of the proxy firm that had initiated the kill shot. Sovereign Bloom Capital. Lyle’s breath caught in his throat. I watched his eyes widen in pure, unadulterated terror as the memory of my dark, merciless eyes at the gal

"Huh?" I gasped as he brought out purple panties swinging it around on his fingers. "Liam, put that down". I hissed. "What are you doing?". He smirked. "Now can I have some alone time with you?". . . . . . TBC Lauren is planning something but what do you think it is? Brie met Liam again and he wants some alone time with her. What will happen next? . Authoress Kamara B. Blake Love y'all

But that wasn’t her usual size or color. I spun just in time to see her disappear into the trees, the sound of snapping branches and rustling leaves fading fast. Silence fell over the clearing. I turned to Liam, breathing hard. “You weren’t going to tell me this? Running around with my Luna and you—you have no idea what this will do! She’s a Lyan! What wer you thinking!?” Liam’s expression turned grim instantly, “A Lyan… what? No, Lauren’s some low born…she…” He shook his head. “God, okay, that—that doesn’t matter now!”

I would have never pictured myself friends with Bloom. Are we even friends? I think we are—or maybe she's just tolerating me because she has to tutor me. I don't know but I don't mind her—which is surprising because a lot of people annoy me. Bloom—she's just pure and wholesome and—I don't know. She just makes me want to keep her safe—or some ridiculous sappy shit like that. What does piss me off though—is that jackass Evan she's dating. How the hell does someone as kind and pure as Jasmine date a piece of shit like Evan.

I wonder where she is. "Hi! You are Amari Fleur. I assumed it was you since you are different from everyone else. I mean, you are different in a good way. You are new to my eye. Stop and look wonderful in person." Lauren said, which made me smile. She was now in front of me, which allowed me to see more of her beautiful face, especially her dimples, which added to her stunning assets. "Yes, it is me, I am Amari Fleur Guevarra." I introduced myself as I extended my hand. And Lauren accepted it with a smile.

Tyler asks looking worried. Tyler snatches Blake's phone and passes it to me after looking at whatever is on the screen. When I look at his phone, I see the headline 'BLOOM GATES; THE QUEEN OF MUSIC SPOTTED LAST NIGHT IN A NIGHT CLUB IN LAS VEGAS WITH F-RED THE NEW RAPPER THAT HAS BEEN BLOWING OUR MINDS' on top of the cover of the article. Below the extremely long headline was a blurry picture of Bloom and a guy with a Mohawk that looks like a rainbow vomited on holding her around her waist.

The husband in question is wolfing down a large sandwich in a rather messy manner, and nodding alongside, “Big project. Going to cover the forest and it’s history.” “I’m a news reporter,” the woman smiles, her eyes almost predatory now as she looks at Damien. “You must have heard of me. Lauren Black.” I abandon my food, my instincts buzzing. This woman is trouble. I give a bright smile and this time my hand goes to rest on Damien’s neck, “No, we haven’t.” I see the annoyance in her eyes at my interference and her tone is practically rude as she says, “Well, you don’t look like somebody who watches the news. So, I’m not surprised. But your friend-”

When that first snowflake kissed their daughter's nose, her eyes went wide with the magic of it all. Holly's gaze drifted to a corner of the street. There was a figure she knew, looking all kinds of down on his luck. His hair had not surrendered to gray, but his frame was bent. As if he had been worn down by life. He caught Holly's eye and thought about bolting, but his bum leg nearly sent him tumbling. He instinctively covered his face with his hands. Holly was suddenly hit by the memory of the feud that had erupted between the Hoffman and Porter families years ago.

Damien said as he reluctantly went after her. Damien's Beta was watching the Drama in silence, he knew something like this would happen and tried to warn Damien about it but he didn't listen. Mrs Lauren is a strong, confident and fierce woman, since she entered the house her Aura has filled everywhere. She's as stubborn as her Son and he knew she would find it hard accepting Elena. He stood up and left the dining room, leaving Elena and Amelia. “I told you that your days in this pack house are numbered, you think you can just come from anywhere and then be the Luna of this pack? Mrs Lauren is here to take you back to the trenches where you belong “ Amelia laughed scornfully.

The mating ceremony's bustlings were finally over with everyone going back to his normal life. Lauren had been all over the place with her newly acquired position as the soon-to-be Luna of the pack. She even flaunted it at me but I just looked at her expressionlessly with only me knowing what I was actually thinking. My mind had been so occupied with the stranger of that night. I finally remembered everything that happened that night and had been replaying it in mind and it seemed like memories of that night would never leave me.