Lola Bradley Novels & Stories

he says as he sits up. Lola is the pack’s Luna. When she’s less busy, she often spends time in the house, comes by to cook for the house and play with my six year old daughter. I didn’t have a problem with that until the rumors that she spread about her and me in a relationship got back to me and got on the wrong side of my nerves.

Bradley felt that when Harvey stood up for Snow, the latter's image was completely ruined for him, and he could not help but to mumble, "Man, was I blind when I thought him the same as Lloyd Holder! Lloyd is both handsome and kind, Harvey is nowhere close!" Lulu, sitting in front, heard their discussion and ignored the teacher who was still teaching as she turned around and said, "Bradley, you're a man and you like Lloyd?" Bradley's face flushed a little. "A true handsome guy attracts both men and women! I admire Lloyd instead of straight up liking him, and you don't understand this? Seems like you don't like Lloyd as much as I do." Lulu gave him a disgusted look, "I've liked Lloyd for six y

She explained shrugging to then extend the glass with the soda to Olivia. After that, something strange happened, Livie asked me to dance, so I took it as a free way to escape from that nest of snakes, and, when we were like thirty minutes dancing and creating our world apart in that shitty party full of gangsters and bandits, I felt a liquid touch my arm and I heard Olivia's gasp, and then I felt a fetid smell coming from her. “Are you okay?” A bald guy asked. The one who had thrown his drink on her, she nodded and without apologizing, the very idiot continued on his way as if nothing had happened. I was going to say a few things to him when Hillary and Cindy showed up.

Lola replied, raising her voice to be heard over the din. "C'mon, let me show you around," Carter suggested, guiding Lola through the crowded room. Lola's crush on Carter was obvious, and from the way he held her close, it seemed he felt the same. You couldn't blame him; Lola was the epitome of beauty. Her flowing blonde hair cascaded down her back, her big blue eyes were captivating, and her slender yet perfect body commanded admiration. As a baby she was offered many modelling gig that just showed how attractive she was.

, the female brunette in the group said as she bowed with mock courtesy and they all burst out laughing. "And who's the gorgeous lady with you, a black haired guy spoke up. "Lola here is our newest pack member. She's drop dead gorgeous, no?" She said and they all nodded in agreement and smiled at me warmly. I returned it with a smile of my own and was relieved they did not cast me aside. "Since Lyla isn't going to introduce us to you, I might as well do the honors", a guy with dyed blue hair spoke up before glaring at Lyla who just smiled at him.

' Charlie 'How about two-legged mammals? How about redheaded women? Are you the killer, Charlie? She tucked her hair behind her ear and then typed, A male rufus lupus.' Rosa 'I like a lupus with a sense of humor. Can we have lunch this afternoon?' Charlie 'Don’t you work?' Rosa A significant pause followed. She chewed on the inside of her cheek. Come on, come on. Let me know what you do. 'Independently wealthy. But if you’re working . . .maybe tonight?' Charlie

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?

By lunchtime, Leo appeared again, watched me place a small box of pastries on Lola’s desk, and let out an exaggerated sigh. “You are hopeless.” “I am being thoughtful.” “You are completely gone.” “Leave me alone.” Leo laughed and walked away, still shaking his head, while Lola opened the box and offered him one of the pastries before he could escape, making him laugh even harder. I watched them from my office, and seeing Lola smile so freely made something settle inside me, because I was beginning to understand that her happiness did not have to be something complicated; sometimes it was just giving her a reason to forget her problems for a few minutes.

Bluey whispered in such a way that only the both of them could hear. So it was true, Amanda's eyes widened at her words. Her jaw clenched so tightly it looked like it might snap. The vein along her neck pulsed with every breath, and her nostrils flared like a warning. For a second her thought was to grab bluey by her hair as she walked down the small set of stairs that led to the stage. “Wait”! Lola interrupted. Making Bluey halt to her feet. “As we all know I am Lola Adeyemo. I am well known for my scrutiny and the best at the game”.

She wondered why she had been so stubborn all this while. “Daddy,” she whispered to the room. “Your baby girl is coming.” She jumped off the bed and went to the bathroom to have her bath. Twenty minutes later, she was standing in the doorway of Blake's study. “Dear,” she called out with her hand on the snob. “I need to meet up with the girls at Lola’s house. She called me this morning. She just got into town.” Lola was a friend who just pumped in and out-of-town once in a while from Paris, where she had been for over five years since she got married to her French husband.