Lauren Kate Fallen Series Novels & Stories

George sneered and left the room Shocked at the sudden change in behaviour, Principal Francis picked up the documents once again, he carefully went through them until he saw a CD, he tore it open with annoyance, he slotted it into his laptop The first scene that played out made his back break out in hot sweat, he suddenly felt stuffy, hot inside, soon the hotness transpired to rage, Lupita had the nerve to plant a CCTV in the house to get evidence against him abusing her. She was wise he would admit that, she had laid low all these years so she could get her revenge at the last minute after taking her daughter away from him.

He was back to the pack house two hours later, after Laurie and Robbie arrived at mine. Laurie was one of the older werewolf, she had lost her mate years ago. And now she had become one of the strongest female werewolf that I know. I have so much respect for her. While Robbie was one of the best warrior of the pack, sent to keep both of us safe by Grant. "Honey, come on sit with me and tell me all about Don. I didn't get the chance to get to know him very well..." That evening I was reminiscing about Don, telling both of them about how I met him and how I fell in love with him. Laurie hugged, and cry with me couple of times.

The latter was practically glowing with happiness, fluttering about like a butterfly. Lauren fought the urge to roll her eyes and offered a genuine warning. "If you've got nothing better to do, maybe you should check on your family back home." Sawyer tilted his head, confused. "You might want to see if there's any problem with your family grave." Otherwise, why would he be so blind as to fall for Kate? With that, Lauren strolled across the street. Kate naturally noticed Lauren and saw her talking to Sawyer. Feeling a little nervous, she approached Sawyer and asked, "Do you know her?"

Her confident stride and composed demeanor set the tone for what was to come. Lauretta, walking on Emily's left, wore a charcoal grey dress that was both elegant and practical. It was knee-length with a fitted waist, and she paired it with black pumps. Her hair was neatly styled, and she held a tablet, ready to take notes or provide any necessary information. On Emily's right was Jane, dressed in a dark green blouse and black trousers, a look that combined professionalism with a hint of boldness. She wore her hair in soft waves, and her expression was a mix of determination and subtle defiance.

“You wouldn’t have heard of it. It’s strictly between heaven, hell and the fallen.” “What’s a fallen?” “It’s someone who used to be an angel in a past life. When they’re resurrected, they’re identified by a specific birth mark. You, my dear, are one of the fallen. You should have a birth mark that’s shaped like a star. It’s in different places for different individuals but your parents found yours on your hipbone.” What the hell. This is way too much information that I wasn’t expecting. I’m essentially in the middle of a holy war, if what she’s saying is the truth.

He hadn’t wanted her to know it. She was outside the pack structure, Toby had told her. Neither dominant nor submissive. Omega. Whatever that meant. Toby's hand traveled rapidly from her wrists to the sides of her face. He pulled her away from him until he could see her face. “Lauren? Lauren, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to” “It wasn’t you,” she told him. “I’m alright.” She focused and noticed that he looked even more tired than he had before. “You need to sleep.”

Petra Robinson. She took one last glance at the black card in her hands, to confirm she was at the right address. She was. The large number pole right in her view, said so. But as she was about to take another step further, she was shoved aside by someone, the person stumbled ahead of her and fell flat face to the floor just as she was about to push the door open. Breanna gasped and rushed to her. But it was too late. The woman's shoes in hand managed to break her fall, but her skimpy party dress had ridden up her thighs.

Lydia's POV I guess luck isn't one of my best friend today. Guess who i am pared up with? Yes, Blake Parker. Apparently, Mrs. Newmort had paired him up with the shy guy. The shy guy got so damn shy that he felt like he was going to puke. I literally flew out of my seat at the same time as Blake did and i BY MISTAKE tumbled into him and then i fell straight on my butt. He gave me a weird look and called me 'clumsy' instead of helping me. I got mad and we then had a small talk regarding it.

DON'T FORGOT TO COMMENT GUYS. ignore In Kate's favour Kate nodded in their direction. "Mam, our professional will be there in a few days and they will see the other work." following a week FROM KATE The following week was worse than any of my other days; I felt as though nothing in my life was improving but rather only getting worse. First, I was anxious about Max finding out that I had given my virginity to a stranger, and then I started having dreams about a man with deep green eyes and that deep voice "David WASTLE," which kept me awake at night. All perplexed, but the worst thing is that Max this week tried to kiss me for the first time, which may have been my fantasy coming true as well

My reflection in the window stared back at me, calm yet calculating. “Dylan,” I said, my voice quiet but firm, “set up a meeting with my father. Tonight.” Victor’s brow furrowed slightly, but he nodded. “Understood.” My grin cut across my face at the thought of the meeting. My father would see the potential in this situation as I did. --- "Lauren Carter," I began, my tone clipped, "the missing Carter heiress, presumed dead for years. She’s alive, and she’s under my roof."