Lauren Shoemaker Novels & Stories

"Shut the fuck up Linda. No one gives a flying shit about pumpkin fucking pie." "Okay. Looks like someone needs some nice distressing, calming yoga," I replied, getting out the car. "Come on." "Good evening, Ella," Katrine, the yoga teacher, said to me as we entered the hall. "Good evening, Leonardo," she added although through gritted teeth. Leo put on a fake almost sarcastic smile and I had to nudge him in the side with my elbow. "How old are you again?" I hissed in a hushed tone.

she laughed. “But I loved you, I did everything you wanted, I even fought my father for you…you were the lady with Allen in the club,” I cried. “How could you?” “I am sorry…” she said, her voice dripping in mockery. “I was ahead of you, did you think that you could dump me after giving you a son?” Allen moved the phone away. “Mike, I really wanted you to see me take over The Rodriguez's group, but Maria is just being a bitch right now…and you are not cooperating, I can't let you destroy all my years of efforts…Goodnight Mike,” he said cutting the call.

Damien just wraps his arms around me, “Sorry.” Any self-respecting woman would figure out the cold shoulder but then there are plenty of women who have such thick skin that hints bounce off of them, effortlessly. Lauren leans forward, revealing her ample bosom, and even I feel impressed at the sight of her breasts pushing against the top of her blouse, “Are you also interested in the Forest of Death? I’ve done extensive research on it. Jonas is going to photograph the place and I’m doing a segment on it. I’m so exhausted from all that.”

"Timothy, the fuy Alpha of this pack is more than happy you all could make it, but before he and his Sister come in, I must lay down some ground rules." "Ground rules?!" I scoffed quietly to myself. It's just like my brother to make ground rules for me to walk into a room full of guys. "I don't like to follow rules," A loud roaring voice stated to Lando. "I'm sorry, Alpha Denver, but Timothy is very protective of his little Sister," Lando informed him. "What are the rules?" I heard another guy ask. "Rule one, you will not under any circumstances touch Lily Shaw. Rule two, if you are unmated there will be no associating with her either. Rule three-" Lando was cut off before he could continue

I reply with a reassuring smile. As I release her hand, my gaze sweeps across the room before returning to focus on her. Linda's smiling face beamed with joy as she approached me, and our eyes locked in a profound connection. "I've noticed over the years that you've decided to step into my shoes, and it seems you're accomplishing even more than I would have. Now, share with me your plan to remove Sierra from the equation, considering she's a Luna and under constant protection."

I didn’t even think that she would be waking up after the surgery, and considering that I haven’t had any shut eye until I was sure that Elijah was out of his own surgery, I knew that I was going to need a long break when I got back to the house. “I have a pack to take care of, and you are telling me that I am going to LA?” she asked, making me fight back a chuckle. The woman had to be a comic, she seemed to come up with comments that couldn’t be real. To say the least, I doubted that she would actually believe that anyone would welcome her at this point. But then again, she might have a completely different perspective at this point. Though what it was, I didn’t know. But I had to admit, I

I tried not to apply too much makeup, going for a more natural look, but I did put on some lipstick to give me that healthy glow. “Thank you, pony. Poppy picked it out for me.” “Of course she did. If it were up to you, you’d be wearing jeans and that horrendous pair of caramel boots of yours.” Lauren grimaces, tossing her hair over her shoulder. I flip her off, narrowing my eyes at her. “Watch it, or I’ll give you a new hairstyle and a new design for your dress,” I threaten, hearing her laugh at my stupid attempt to intimidate her. Truth be told, Lauren has always been way stronger than me, and after she became a firefighter and had some training, I was officially lowered to the spot of the

“Kai ran to get the healer. You scared the hell out of me. What happened to you? We were okay a while ago and then suddenly you collapsed.” Inside, I smirked bitterly. Good. This was exactly what I needed, to keep him distracted, to divert suspicion from me and my disastrous conversation overheard moments before. If Kai was finding information then now I was going to need to try and cover it. But I maintained the charade, lifting my fingers slowly to touch my forehead, acting dizzy. The healer, an older woman named Helena, stepped toward the bed, giving Liam a meaningful look.

But as I approached, I saw a sliver of light coming through the heavy double doors. My heart skipped. There she was. Lauren was sitting at one of the dark wood tables, a deck of cards spread out in front of her. She wasn't playing a game. She was practicing. Her fingers moved with blinding, terrifying speed, shuffling, cutting, and dealing the cards across the smooth surface without making a single sound. She wore a simple black tank top and dark jeans, her hair was pulled back into a messy knot. She looked small in the massive room, but she didn't look weak. Not at all. Her sharp eyes were locked on to the cards, fully focused.

I say moving forward to hug Lily tight. As we wrap up Luna business that she had to share with me, she heads out to complete some to do lists before she leaves us. Between Colby leaving and Lily getting ready to leave, I am feeling a little overwhelmed with sadness. Needing to shake it off, I decide to take Shelby and go for a run along our borders to patrol with our warriors.