Lonesome Dove Novels & Stories

And Romeo Dukeson looked like he’d stepped from a fashion campaign—taut features, still warmth in his eyes. They had arrived together—Rex escorted by his bodyguard, King cutting through the lobby alone as if he owned it, Michael slipping in without notice, and Romeo, younger but already established, sandwiched by two of the city’s heaviest hitters. It was supposed to be a night of escapism—of deals and chatter about mergers and markets. But tonight was different. The world had changed. Something had fractured. Their glasses stood in neat rows on the dark wood table: triple-strain whiskey for Rex, neat, untouched. Golden scotch for King. Michael’s lowball with two ice cubes. Romeo’s bourbon,

It is when I start to dream that my slumber goes downhill. In my dreams, I chase the man with my wallet. We are in the alley, he has my wrist and my arms begin to burn. My blood pumps like lava, black veins wrapping up my limbs like vines and I screech as my skin sears. In the darkness, a handsome devil watches with dark blank eyes. He is unohaded by my suffering, even when I cry to him, the only bystander, to help me. I thrash about and try to pry myself free of the monster holding my wrists, when suddenly he becomes a bear. A huge, red eyed, demonic bear and he bellows in my face with yellowed razor teeth. I hear a scream thst I know is my mother's, and as I turn away in useless guilt, the

Mine. Table four was two truckers. Harmless. I refilled their mugs, dropped the check, and turned— The bell chimed again. The air changed. It was like someone opened a freezer door in the middle of the Mojave. The hairs on my arms stood up. The diner went quiet. Forks paused mid-air. Predator. My wolfless body didn’t have enhanced senses, but it remembered them. It remembered _him_. Don’t look. Don’t look. Don’t—

After I hung up, Lydia Cross and Ryan Wells laughed so hard they nearly doubled over. Ryan clutched his stomach, tears almost coming out. "Connor, you really know how to brag. "I've seen all the purchase contracts for the Eastbank project. Not one of them has the name Bryce on it. Who are you pretending to be?" Lydia stopped laughing too, her face full of impatience and contempt. "Connor, that's enough. Keep pretending and you'll just embarrass yourself further."

After what felt like an eternity, Sofia saw a faint light ahead. They emerged into a small, musty garage. Luca wasted no time, moving to an old car covered in a tarp. As he uncovered it, Sofia gasped. "Is that..." "1967 Shelby GT500," Luca confirmed, a hint of pride in his voice. "My father's prized possession. And our ticket out of here." As Luca hotwired the car, Sofia kept watch, her injured arm cradled against her chest. The wound stung, but the adrenaline coursing through her veins dulled the pain.

Dove turned and took off in the direction of the Cave of Blossoms. “Don’t you dare to come back without them!” Stryxx screamed, making the others look at him. They packed up the wolves, breaking every speed limit to get back to Noni and Shae. _--_--_ Dove ran over the river and through the woods, to get to the Cave, it was a longer journey than he’d remembered, and he was smaller back then. Like a light bulb going off in his head, he called Stryxx. “I’m not finding the Cave. I’m close, but someone’s keeping me from seeing the way.” Dove growled frustrated.

Anna POV We are at this cute little cafe for breakfast it seems to be themed as an old west vibe. I’m loving the whole experience so far we are greeted like old friends and then told to come back y’all when we leave. I had a big scrambled egg breakfast and I was glad I did when I saw our next stop. We pull up to this building that looks like a idk it’s like a hotel mixed with people and animals. The sign says Chucks Ranch and we get checked in for the weekend. Turns out Brian packed me a bag and we had been booked for a weekend vacation.

I parked in the garage and went into the house. The house was quiet. It’s just me now. I’ll get used to it eventually, though I have to admit that I feel lonely. But I am not going to dwell on it. This feeling is just temporary. At least, I hope. Shaking that thought out of my head, I went to take a shower. When I was finished, I sat on my bed thinking about this point in my life. My job starts tomorrow night, so I’ll stay awake just a little longer to slowly adjust working the graveyard shift. Looking at the time, it’s only 10pm, so I looked for something to watch on one of those streaming networks. No matter how many streaming services or channels I have, there is always nothin

Interesting Facts about the Lonely God that nobody asked for 1. Not many people know this but The Lonely God is an individual book in the trilogy Of Me and My Mate. The first book in the series is called My Mate is My Enemy, which is the story about Nefret’s grandparents. It was my first ever werewolf book on Wattpad. The second book in the series is called Chasing My Mate which is the story about Erika’s parents. You need not read the previous two books to read The Lonely God but if you are curious and have some penny to spare then you’ll find the books on Dreame. You’d have to pay to read though.

CHAPTER 2 – The Alliance Ringo Dingo is an application that provides academic service to students. I created this app two years ago to help me with my financial expenses. How does this app work? Basically, a potential client must receive an invitation from me before he/she can d******d the application and use it. But I just don’t simply accept clients. They have to pass the “screening” first. The screening will test how well-off they are and if they can afford the rates we give.