Lore C Novels & Stories

Of course, they would be rogues who wish to join a pack and become civilised. Not having the whole story doesn’t help us understand why Vasara is doing this. However, once or twice, Leander pointed out that Luther could let Lorcan take over. Though he’s nothing more than a conscious being, Lorcan still has powers and knows how to use them. Lorcan can lay his hand on a dead body, and how they died will flash in his mind. The man could tell us what we need to know, but Luther won’t allow it. Luther believes that if he lets Lorcan out, there will be hell to pay. Lorcan thrives on pain and misery, and Luther doesn’t want anything else to go wrong while we’re out here.

She didn’t know whether to scream or faint. The director’s face twisted in anger and humiliation. “B-But Liora scored 910...” “Incorrect,” the courier cut in. “That must be an error....that doesn't look like the correct list. The correct score belongs to Scarlet. The Lycan himself has made gained special interest in the top scorer, Scarlet and he says he could recognise her now, is that funny?"

Lorean, who had originally intended to mark the auction product he had just bought before releasing it, suddenly widened his eyes as the girl's blood tasted on his tongue. Instead of releasing the bite on the girl's hand, Lorean deepened the bite, sucking the blood that felt so extraordinary on Lorean's tongue. Shit! He had to stop, or this girl would die from blood loss. Krieett .. Lorean finally managed to release his bite when he heard the sound of the door opening, along with the appearance of two men carrying a cage filled with auctioned products. On the cage was written H120, the product number he bought just now.

she says snapping more pictures with a look of pure glee on her face "Do you think I could sit on one of the lions like thoughs people, so you can get my picture?" "Hahahha Lanna, you do remember why we're here don't you?" Acre asked laughing "Well yes of course but look, it's London guys, it's so exciting" she replies jumping up and down clapping her hands. "So are you enjoying the sights?" a voice asks beside me making me jump "Calm down," he said as I spin to grab his throat and he knocks my hand away "How did you do that?" "Ahhh I can mask my scent, it's a talent I've had since I was a child, it helps me move around freely, I'm who everyone calls the boss but my name is Gregory"

"I'm glad you like it. So, what do you like to do in here all day?" Lora looked through the opened oak door, her gaze lingering on each shelf and cabinet. "I...I like to collect vampire relics," she said, her voice quiet. "I like to think about where they came from and who owned them before me. I like to imagine stories about them." "That's really cool," I said, impressed. "Do you have a favorite object in here?"

I cheated on Triston with Oliver. ---------------------------------- Marcus had left after asking Triston to be his Groom of honor. A shoo-in for his big brother, but an honor nonetheless. I was seated on my bed. I hadn’t felt well since our earlier conversation, “Iris.” My eyes moved up, and at the doorway stood Triston His face was gray. If I were feeling bad, I could only imagine what he was feeling. “Do you want to come to this?” I was silent, eyes down at my legs.

That Rouge name sounded familiar. “Anyway, will I get my ecstasy or not?” She asked with a cute smile across her face. “Come with me” Paul responded. Lora got up and followed him. A few minutes later she cat-walked out holding a medium-sized hamper consisting of ecstasy products. She marched out proudly as the chauffeur held her hand and helped her get into the Bentley. While in the car she changed her Clothes into a T-shirt jeans shorts and a jacket, then hid the tiny bottles in her pockets.

All day the televisions repeated the images of the press conference. Everyone wondered who Theodore Hanson was, but quickly, the news of the youngest son of the Handson family, 18-years-old, who studied at Cornell and was the best Lacrosse player in high school, spread. Photos of Theo appeared in newspapers and magazines and paparazzi appeared at the college doors wanting to photograph him. College security kept them at a distance, but they tried to find points from which they could capture Theo's image, with their long-range lenses.

She pauses before looking up at us again. “But, I’m finally ready to become myself again. And I need all of your help.” The spell finally breaks. “No freaking way!” Jace literally jumps out of his chair. “You really are Masked LRT?” His eyes sparkle with excitement. “Wait… does LRT stand for Lorette?” Lori laughs. “Yes.” With the speed of light, Jace fishes a marker from somewhere, pulls his shirt over his head halfway and thrusts his chest toward her. “Sign it.”

The field, full of different flowers and the snow falling on top, made it look like everything was a scene straight from a romance movie. It was a short peck that lasted for seconds and Joseph pulled away. But, he could not meet the other's eyes. Joseph was looking at the plum tree while Theodore was admiring the locket. It had a carving of a person who was half-demon and half-angel. The demon in the locket was pink in color, while the angel was maroon in color. He couldn't believe it. It was such a beautiful locket. He hugged Joseph, "This is such a pretty locket. Did you make it yourself?" "Yes, I did make it. And it signifies our friendship. I tried to make it as beautiful as I could. I h