Lauren Rutherford Novels & Stories

Though there wasn't any deep intimacy between them, Alex could see that Lauren was changing from her guarded self at the beginning of their union to her being free and even when he hugged her to sleep at night, she’d just adjust herself in his arms and continue sleeping, just like tonight. Lauren lay awake on the bed as she looked through the design magazine with not much interest. The competition was only a week away, and she still hadn't concluded her design whose deadline was in two days. Though she was reading through the magazine, her mind wasn't on it but on her phone which kept buzzing with incoming text messages and calls. The one calling was as you had guessed—Julian.

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.

But she couldn't help feeling like something wasn't quite right in the Burlington household. As she hung up the phone, Lauren glanced around the park, watching Casper play and laugh with his friends. She wondered what their lives were like, growing up in such a cold and distant environment. And she couldn't shake the feeling that there was something she could do to help, even if it meant putting her job on the line.

Lauren had arrived alongside Andrew, and when she saw what was going on, her expression turned a little strange. Andrew offered a casual explanation. "Rachel's one of our Chamber members." Lauren smiled warmly and greeted her. "Nice to meet you, ma'am." Rachel hesitated. "And you are..." Lauren chuckled. "Name's Lauren Rhodes. I'm Andrew's first wife." Rachel's face froze for a moment, cursing inwardly, 'That little vixen actually managed to land Mr. Lloyd?'

I’d never expected that moment to carry over to the rest of the team. Lauren had ended up eloping - with a woman, which had surprised the hell out of me - last year in Vegas. But then again, I had been coaching women’s softball. I shouldn’t have been that surprised. She’d sent me a photo of her at the altar with her now-wife, and another one of her and her wife with baseball bats and a smashed watermelon, and let me know she wasn’t making rash decisions and she’d found someone who valued her as much as she did.

"Is there a reason you kicked Luna out of Alpha's office earlier?" Laura's smile faltered for a moment before she quickly composed herself. "Oh, it was just a misunderstanding. I didn't realize Brax had asked Luna to wait for him, and never having met you before, I just thought you were some random person. I apologize if I came off as rude," she said, trying to sound sincere. I could see through her cover-up story, but I decided not to escalate the issue further, offering her a weak smile. Brax's eyes flicked between us, trying to read the situation. "It's Alpha to you, Laura. Luna is welcome in my office anytime, and if I hear of you being rude to her again, you will be punished," he said,

Yes, I wanted to fuck both of them, but I wanted to be their mate more. It doesn’t help when I move to the couch and sit next to Lauren who is patting the seat beside her. She is wearing her beautiful red hair down, which isn’t something that she does often outside of the house since she works outdoors most of the year in the training areas. Her hair is typically up in a ponytail or a braid. Seeing it unbound and free like this is typically only reserved for Richard. She’s wearing an emerald green short robe that clings to her body in a way that lets me know that she isn’t wearing much underneath it, if anything at all.

“She forgot this at my place. Lauren’s diary.” Ethan glanced at it. “And?” “Read it if you want. You’ll notice something—Lauren only moves toward her true goals when you’re out of the picture. Remember those three years you pretended to be dead? She built her fashion house from nothing. When she lost her child and left you again, she started her tech project. She’s been researching tech her whole life, but no one believed in her. Not even you. That’s why you were blindsided when you discovered what she was building—you thought she knew less than Amy Grant.”

he said it resentfully anyway, logic and emotion at war. “Ah, shit,” Rohan’s expression dropped. “Well, that’s going to be difficult to hide in Havermouth,” his eyes went to the hallway to where Lillian could be heard talking to the baby and little boy. “It’s not like a baby, Rhett. Lauren’s daughter is, what, six or seven?” “Yeah, around that,” Rhett sighed. “Lauren’s a witch, so she sort of knows about the pack, and everything, so I guess we’re going to have to work something else out.”