Lloyd X Morro Novels & Stories

Sora asked, gritting her teeth in anger as she saw pain in her mate's eyes. Loid never wanted to share his mate with anyone. Sora was well aware of that as well. “I think you didn't hear the story, Sora. Loid's wolf is Kara, and Mando resides inside Noah. It's history repeating itself.” Lady Agatha growled at Sora, feeling annoyed with Sora all of a sudden.

Lloyd talked, his guard dropping further with every confident boast about his local power and influence, offering anecdotal details that would prove vital to Rachna’s team. The heat, however, drove them to the centrepiece of the estate: a vast, infinity-edge pool, carved into a natural rock face, overlooking the endless sugarcane fields. “A swim before the storm,” Lloyd announced, stripping off his linen shirt with casual indifference. He stood before her, a physically imposing figure whose power was evident in the unashamed display of his body. He wore tailored, dark-blue swim trunks, a sight meant to be demanding, to force a response.

“Iskenderson, you uncivilized brute! No one has violated the ancient treaties in a thousand years! What are our tanks supposed to use as fuel now? Water? By the beard of the generalissimo, you will be punished for this, Iskenderson! “And have you any news from my agent? Has he arrived safely at Del Cealus?” “I’m afraid I have no such news for you, sir,” the messenger replied solemnly. “We are approaching the Strait of Calmis!” a sailor announced. “To the left is the city of Lucada and to the right is our besieged capital city.” Lieutenant Monte pulled out his pocket telescope and placed the eyepiece next to his eye. He saw hundreds of Piletan soldiers lined up on the beach that his troops we

When they got to the Anemone, she thanked him quietly for the ride and the lovely weekend and ushered Willow and Gracie inside without looking back. Lloyd closed his eyes for a moment and then drove to the station. He needed a quick shower and to change into his uniform. He needed to work so he wouldn’t think about the hole in his soul and the memories of all those who they had arrived too late to save. He needed to stay busy so he wouldn’t wonder why he had gotten so riled up thinking about Tim being alone with Milli. * * *