Lincoln X Lola Novels & Stories

Laura smiled sadly as she watched her husband furrow his brows. “You still love her,” “Laura Galven,” “And you still hate the Goddess for making me your Luna… or perhaps, forcing me to be your Luna because of that one night,” “I said enough!” Dia shouted. He had never liked the topic very well. Laura would occasionally be like this. She would ask him about what he would have done if he knew Louis was his Luna or if it was Louis that had gotten pregnant and Laura was the Luna. But never did Dia answer her questions well. He had always avoided answering anything that related to the woman he loved… or still loves.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Maybe it was the fact that she's already familiar with the knowledge of her limited time that made her engage in dangerous activities with little attention to her health, whatever it is made Jason more curious to let her go. He said that Jimmy would love to see her if he wakes up asking that they exchange contacts. Jason was still wandering where he had seen Lola's face before when the cab she was waiting for drove in with her face on it. But this wasn't the moment to ask personal questions or pay attention to those. But he was definitely thankful to whoever she truly is, for saving and wanted to do more than say "thank you" Lola got in and the cab drove off. Jason remembered one Mrs xell wh

She paused and added, "This is work." She didn't even give Olivia a chance to refuse. Olivia could tell that Lincoln was a tough nut to crack from the amused expressions of the on-lookers. In the afternoon, Olivia heard someone say in the bathroom, "Mr. Lincoln is so perverted. Olivia is in for it tonight." "Tsk, Ms. Linden is a smart one. She's getting a signed contract in exchange for Olivia. If Mr. Lincoln is happy and signs on, we'll be able to overtake Team B."

Then his eyes shifted to Fabian beside her, and he seemed to understand the situation immediately. It was only one indifferent look, but Xena’s face burned with humiliation. She bit her lip and forced a smile. “Leo. What a coincidence.” Fabian quickly greeted him too. “Mr. Lincoln. Small world.” Then he looked at Xena in surprise. “You know Mr. Lincoln?” Xena smiled. “We’re friends. We also live in the same neighborhood.” Fabian froze for a second, then immediately understood he had lost his chance to take her home. He laughed and said, “In that case, Ms. Spencer, I’ll leave you to Mr. Lincoln.”

Lola’s pov, The next evening Lola went to Fenna her house to get ready together. Fenna lends her black leather pants and a sexy lace top that doesn’t leave much to the imagination. Lola lets her hair hang loose and puts on some red lipstick. “You look hot as fuck,” Fenna said. She gave Lola a meaningful stare, “I bet Noah will not be able to keep his eyes off you.” “I did not do it for him,” Lola replied. Fenna rolled her eyes, “Yeah, yeah and Santa is real. Everyone can see the sexual tension between you two. The only one that doesn’t realize it is you.”

Lola tried to deflect her question. "Lola, I thought we were friends?" Lynn grabbed Lola's hand and pleaded with her. "I'm really at the end of my rope and you're my only hope. If you are willing to help me, I'll make it worth your while. I know I'm putting you in a difficult position but I give you my words, no one will ever know that we met today," she tried hard to persuade Lola.

Lola retorted, "Okay fine" he said, "do you need anything?" MacJoe asked, "Yes, I will like to visit my mom, It's has been a long time I haven't seen her" Lola said, "No problems" he said, "do you remember your bank details?" MacJoe asked, "Yes" Lola said, "Let me have the bank details" MacJoe said, Lola gave MacJoe her bank details, and he forwarded two million dollars Into her bank account, and he asked,

“You look blue, señorita.” Lola peeled her eyes away from the beautiful pattern of clouds outside her window and turned to the flight attendant who’d just spoken to her. Her beauty was mesmerizing, emphasized by her deep brown eyes, tanned oval face, and long, wavy hair. Her woody-brown uniform—which looked modest enough—did nothing to hide her tall, perfectly proportioned body. Lola was star-struck by her smile, wondering how many people had been left demobilized by her radiance.

Ford, his wife and child, and all of them who despised me were here today. But I knew they were not here to celebrate with me but rather here to confirm if I had been able to score something as big as this. Lola gave me a small disgusted look and I eyed her and removed my face. I could hear her gasp of surprise. Serves her right! Finally, I had reached the altar and Lincoln let out his hand for me as his father gave mine to his. He took my hand and we stood before the altar.