Laurie Lee Novels & Stories

What the fuck is going on with her? Stacie yells “It’s readddyy.” from the doorway as Mel storms past her. Stace looks at me and I shrug as I walk in. We all take our seats and start hoovering our dessert. It’s so damn good. “So, Dax and Sally. How are things moving along?” I ask mischievously as we finish our dessert. Mum really knows how to make the best lemon meringue pie. “I think it’s going well,” Sally says quietly blushing.

Within a few minutes, she received the attacker's information from an anonymous source. "Wow, I did not expect this." She mumbled in amazement as her eyes skimmed past the files. PS: *The organisation Hila used to work in was divide into many groups called clans. There were the main branches: Hian Hoshi Hian Ji Hian Fang Hian Lao These groups were considered to birth the best assasins, with the Hian Hoshi (Hila's clan) at the topmost. I This explains why she easily got information from the Elder.

He said, raising an eyebrow at me. “She can't blow a punch for her own good, she's not going to be able to save herself if something happens to her, and it was nothing but me training her to know how to sustain herself. As you might know, she is my Luna by name. But that's it. It's just going to be something by name.” I said, and he sighed.

I turned away before either of them could say another word. Behind me, I heard him shouting my name. "Lilith!" "Lilith!" I kept walking. For once in my life... His voice no longer had any power over me. The deepest section of the dungeon was where prisoners who are condemned to execution where kept. That was where Cole and Ria were imprisoned. The moment they noticed me... Their expressions darkened. Ria stepped toward the bars. "So, the great Luna has come to gloat." I smiled calmly. "No."

I stood behind her so that they would have a full view of her; after all, she was the Luna. “On behalf of the alpha, I want to specially welcome you all to our pack, Axelland,” Lyra said warmly, her voice carrying authority yet kindness. “Most of you know me as I have been with you for the past year. But for those who don’t know me, my name is Lyra. I am Damien’s mate, and this is Denise, his sister. He has been incredibly busy, but he extends his wishes and says he will come and see you when he has the time.”

Dana smiled sweetly as she leaned against him. The lights on the stage went on the right side, Laurie walked in with the light following her to her seat. “Good evening, Ladies and Gentlemen, Patrons and Friends” Laurie waved at audience and bowed. The lights went on in the audience section. The crowd applauded. Laurie was a favorite. Her interviews were always fact based and she would not sugar coat. She had a reputation for her sword like questions that would shred pretenses minutes into the show. “I have with me today to share her side of the story, the beautiful Ms Burton.” Laurie extended her hand to the left where the spotlights fell on Lara smiling like a beautiful fairy.

I felt anger bubble inside me. “Look at me!” I snapped. His eyes shot up to mine. “Do you know who I am?” I asked. He nodded. “Tell me.” “You’re Leah Garrison.” “Yes, I am. And you did this to me.” I held out my wrists and then lifted my jumper to show my healing wound. His eyes fell to my stomach and then back to his chained wrists. When he lifted his gaze again, his eyes were filled with sorrow. “I am so sorry; we did this to you.”

Conrad quickly explains, Laurie helping her upright. Laurie is the only other person who doesn't look ready for a fight; she's in her typical 70s-style outfit, a poodle skirt and a cap-sleeve blouse. Conrad is weirdly reassured by this, because her long skirt would have stuck out like a sore thumb, which is an experience she doesn't love. She stuck out enough at camp each year, being the only tracker Beta in her age group. Seconds later, the sound of loud footsteps can be heard, along with panting.

Malia waited for him to end the call before she dropped the phone and looked at me, adjusting the glasses on her face in the process. She was a beautiful, slender lady who always wore a T-shirt tucked into a pencil skirt that complemented her curves. She was also heavily breasted and sometimes I wonder how her shirt can contain her boobs because most times, they always seem like they were about to fall out. She was dressed seductively, but to impress whom? 'Don Luciano? Was he already fucking her?' I wondered and then shook my head sideways, deciding that was none of my business. 'But does Lucien have a lady assistant too?' For some unknown reason, the thought of that made me dig my nails in

“There is only one woman who holds my loyalty. One woman who bears the mark of my claim, who is the mother of my heir, and the one I call mine.” I raised my chin. “Sienna De Luca is my mate. And she is your Luna.” A beat of silence, then submission rippled through the courtyard. “Though she has yet to be marked by me, it will be done on her own account, when she finds herself ready to be, when she accepts me to do it… she is your mate, your Luna, my Luna. And it is going to stay this way.” Ethan stood straighter. Carter bowed his head. The warriors followed, one by one, baring their necks. The maids, the guards, even the healers.