Lola Bradley Novels & Stories

Like building something out of thin air and hope. We talked about keeping Goodluck Babe, which made Brody and Thomas nod, and made me glance sideways at Blue. Her smile told me she was in. That one meant something. Then she brought up Lola Young and Billie Eilish, and I swear I could watch her talk music all day. “She’s underrated,” she said about Lola. “That kind of angsty honesty? Total vibe.” “You’ve got the range for it,” I said before I could think twice. Her blush was worth it.

If they don’t win, Killian will roast me. “Hey Bry, I see you’re with your new catch.” A tiny voice echoed behind me, and I turned immediately to find honey-colored eyes staring back at me. Her rich chestnut-brown hair fell in waves that brushed her waist. A black crop top hugged her curves, paired with ripped jeans that looked too good to be accidental. Gold hoops caught the light when she tilted her head, a confident smirk playing on her glossy lips. “Hi,” she said, stretching her hand towards me with a smile that exposed her soft dimples. “I’m Lola.”

I whispered. Lola’s frown deepened. “Adrianna Torres.” Even the name sounded expensive. “She’s a model,” Lola added, waving her glass vaguely. “Big family. Big ego. Big everything. And please don’t ask me for details because I’ll get hives.” The room reacted like she’d walked in glowing. Men turned openly. Women watched carefully. Even the waitstaff paused. And then—of course—her eyes found the Castillos. A slow smile curved her lips.

deserted. As if the whole town was deserted, if truth be told. Wait. Ellaine’s mind voiced out. The place was so familiar to her. She knew it very well after all. She just can’t remember why she recognized the place. She dreamed of it. The answer came abruptly to her. “Finrod, Margarette, I have dreamed of this place.” “You did?” Margarette was all ears. “This is Shasta, the ghost town of Lenriad. How come you dreamed of it?” Finrod asked.

Chapter 175 Elijah’s POV I sat on my throne, overseeing the preparations for the ceremony. Today marks a pivotal moment in my life as I announce my marriage to Jenny and crown her Luna. The weight of responsibility hangs heavy in the air as I give instructions, ensuring every detail is perfect. Despite the heightened security measures, a sense of unease lingers within me. My mother, once a formidable threat, is now confined, yet the fear of the unknown lingers, a reminder that danger can arise from unexpected places.

Lena's POV. I hummed a sweet, melodious tune as I walked down from the market with a bag of groceries in my hand. I couldn't get his voice out of my mind. I was excited. Too excited. He promised to marry me, he promised to make me his Luna. And even as I silently flung open the door, I could hear his voice in my head. Literally. “Yes! oh god! Yes! Come on, fuck the shit out of me” a loud moan snapped me out of my head. I froze looking straight ahead at the couch.

She finished soon and called Olivia, they had a lengthy conversation as she waited for someone to come and apply for a job. Williams couldn't believe it, Dominic's mate was right there standing in front him, not too far from their pack. He had gone out for a walk and decided to get Lyla and their babygirl something when he saw the new cafe and decided to check it out. Ollie's cafe? So she was a baker and owned a cafe? But what was she doing in this part of this country all the way from the city? He was really surprised to see her and realized the prophecy happened just as priest Fergus as said… she came to Dominic, all on her own. The reason was a mystery to him but he knew with time, Domini

I quickly say worried that I have upset my little brother. He nods at me before heading out of the door. I return back to the emails and border patrol rotas trying my best to concentrate on the task in hand. Willow has been gone for over 2 weeks now and my family were feeling it. Willow seemed to have a certain way with people and Louis in particular seemed lost without her. I decide to rota him on a border patrol shift with Oliver, perhaps that will perk him up. I sit back in my chair and take a relaxing breath, when I can smell Lizzie’s scent before she walks back into the office.

“Why are you letting them waste your time… and what do you know about my brother’s death? Is your family truly involved in the incident… if so— are you… are you one of them?” Adhler looked away when the Saint pulled Charlene from the crowd. He glanced at them again, they looked closer now. Yulo was not too fond of women but he seemed to treat Charlene just fine. “You should just approach her,” Laura said again. Adhler did not reply. He just watched the woman from afar. Julian went beside Charlene, blushing like a rose. “That cold princess is close with her?” Adhler could not believe his eyes. When he last saw Julian at the announcement of the fated Luna. She does not seem pleased that her mo

she had the most detentions and principal visits in class 4. Lola was 9 years old,same age as Bartholomew,she had short curly hair and a tomboyish appearance. Both Bartholomew and Lola got on the mat and the teacher instructed them to begin with a hand gesture. Lola smirked and took her stance. She swiftly ran towards Bartholomew who was frozen with fear. Bartholomew let out a high pitched scream and covered his eyes with both hands. When Lola closed in on him and swept his feet off the ground with her right leg,he fell to the mat, flat on his back. He passed out as a result of hitting his head on the mat so he was taken to the school nurse.