Liz Wheeler Novels & Stories

“What mission?” “To stop being obsessed with one man.” I nearly choked. “Lizzie!” “What?” she defended shamelessly. Williams blinked slowly. “Mommy is obsessed?” “No!” I answered immediately. Lizzie snorted loudly. “Anyway,” she continued proudly, “you and I are going to eat ice cream and judge people on television together.” Williams looked tempted immediately. “What flavor?” “I bought chocolate.” His betrayal was instant. He gasped dramatically. “You didn’t tell me!” Lizzie placed one hand dramatically over her chest.

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

"We need to hear your version directly." I nodded. "Of course." We sat. Kelvin and Mother flanked me. The Council members arranged themselves across from us. Elder Marcus pulled out a recording device. "Do you consent to having this testimony recorded?" "I do." He activated it. "This is the official testimony of Racheal Thorne regarding the death of Christopher Reed and the actions of the Society of Wolf Hunters. Date: three days after the siege of Alpha Kelvin's compound." He looked at me. "Please begin."

Liz has finally walked into the apartment and is now covering her face with both hands, her shoulders shaking with pure embarrassment. "You told her?" Eli asks in a loud, panicked whisper. "I didn't tell her anything!" Liz yells back, dropping her hands from her face. Her cheeks are bright pink. "She cornered me on the plane, Eli! She noticed the timing of my breaks and your truck outside our building. She’s a systems architect, you idiot. Did you really think we could keep a routine like that completely hidden from her?" Caleb stands in the center of his kitchen, looking back and forth between his brother and Liz.

It was her first main exhibition since the accident and Chad felt it would be a nice boost for her. Chase and Margaret Axford, along with every member of Calista's little big family, had been of great support to her ever since she ended up in a wheelchair. It was exactly what she needed but it also gave Liza a great proposal idea. "Why don't we prepare for the proposal along with the exhibition?" Liza asked softly, leaning forward till her face was inches away from Chad's.

"I am Alpha Ezekiel, this is the Bloodhound pack. And you are a rouge in my house, surrounded by my warriors, and my pack of 1500 men. You're not the one with the power here, I am. So when I ask a question I except it answered. Now. Who. Are. You?" I clenched my jaw in frustration, he was right. I had no power. No choice. He could do anything to me right now. And I wouldn't have any help or any way to stop him. I nearly reached at the thought. I was fucked. Royally. With that in mind I responded to his question; "Cecil." "And where did you came from? Are there any more like you?" He fired the questions in quick succession. "The East Coast, I travel alone and have not come across another fema

I put Zacharias down in his crib next to Stefano in the corner making my way back to the table "First of all, I am the Chief Investigator at WSP, Detective Clarke," he began pulling a badge from his pocket and showing me the Washington patrol star logo. "Is your name Ella Jones?" "Ella Loren actually," I replied sitting down at the table. "Is Leonardo Loren your legal husband?" he asked. "Yes," Not strictly true. We never officially married in the human way. "Is your maiden name Jones?" "Yes." "Do you have any evidence of your marriage?" He asked.

I played another song, my fingers dancing across the keys, when my phone chimed with a notification. I frowned, thinking it might be Kiara or Clinton. But when I picked it up, I realized it was a W******p message from an unknown number. Curiosity piqued, I opened it. It was a video. I clicked on it, and my blood ran cold. There was Clinton, on a bed, with Seraphina. They were tangled in the sheets, her hands cupping his face as she kissed him. I couldn’t see his full face, but I knew it was him. My heart dropped.

After all, the Chavez Group symbolized the royal family. I checked this client's information. Her name was Lorelei Pope, a werewolf from the Sunset Wolf Pack in New Jersey. However, I didn't think Vanessa was kind enough to help me. Lorelei was a celebrity, but her temper was a bit bad. She was even accused of turning her nose up at the staff at the airport.

He walked back to Celena's side and stood next to her with a gentle expression. Cheryl, however, was standing across from them with a frosty expression. She glared at Liam with resentment and said, "Liam, be honest. What the hell did you do to the Wheeler family? Why would Mr. Wheeler come over to apologize to you? Did you offend some other big shots instead? If you've done something else and crossed someone else, you'd better not get the Stone family involved." Cheryl was upset. She thought the Wheeler family would punish Liam severely because of what happened. However, not only did nothing happen to Liam, but the Wheeler family came to apologize and gave him expensive gifts.