Lazarbeam And Fresh Fanfictions Novels & Stories

Lucas studied me for a long beat, then reached for the notebook and scribbled something new on the next blank page before handing it back. “Add this one tonight when you get home,” he said softly. I glanced down at his handwriting bold, decisive: “I vow to belong to you completely… even after the wedding that was never meant to happen.” My heart stuttered. He leaned in, lips brushing my ear as he finally pulled out, leaving me empty and leaking once more. “Tomorrow night,” he said. “Same time.” As I dressed on shaky legs and headed for the elevator, his final words echoed in my mind.

Turning, I saw who it was. Lizzy Carver. The lead packtracker's daughter, little miss perfect, and Gerad Justin's girlfriend till date. Behind her, her two other minions sashayed forward to take their permanent place four inches behind her and be a pain in my neck in five... Four... Three... Two... O-- "If it isn't Latilda," said Sarah Jones. A bored, icy mask took over my face and I drummed my fingers on the counter. "Like your current relationship, the name's gotten stale. Time to change it... The name, I mean."