Lore C Novels & Stories

Grandma had pointed at her and screamed, calling her a self-righteous lunatic. "You either love a child, or you don’t. Why are you hiding behind this lottery nonsense? If you don’t want Silas Vale, I’ll take him back to the countryside right now. Otherwise, throw away that damned lottery box and love both children together!" Mom had sneered back coldly. "How I love my children is none of your business. I love both of them, of course. But there will always be bias. That can’t be controlled. "That’s exactly why I bought the lottery box to truly be fair. If they want something, they rely on their own luck. Their father and I won’t interfere. If he can’t draw the long stick, that just means he’s

"Forget the oath, Layla. Imagine the possibilities this opens for us.” I took the book in my hand, wiping away the dust that coated its worn leather cover, at the center lay a faded triangular symbol, the crest of the coven. Layla recoiled, howling a guttural growl. “You did not…” She wheezed in disbelief, but the obvious was as lucid as daylight. “Oh yes, I did.” I chuckled darkly, a cold, hungry expression settling on my face along with a predatory glint in my eye I never knew I was capable of.

the creature taunted. "Everything," Lorrie declared, raising her glowing hands high into the air, "has an ending!" In that exact moment, the baby let out a sharp, piercing cry. The sound echoed through the high stone ceiling, vibrating at a frequency that resonated directly inside Lorrie’s chest. A massive, golden wave of energy erupted from Lorrie's body, pulsing outward in a blinding shockwave! Simultaneously, the death mark on Lorenzo’s chest burst into dark purple flames. He let out a choked gasp, dropping heavily to one knee as he clutched his heart.

"The Gore family's reputation carries a lot of weight. While Linus Gore's status as Corynthea's Number One Grand Master might be exaggerated, it doesn't diminish his family's influence. "Even Mr. Hubert Pascal avoids crossing paths with the Gore family for a good reason, and Lloyd... he's the real deal. He may not be prominent in the martial arts world, but he surpasses his brother in combat skills. We have to show the Gore family respect!" Dorothea found herself in a dilemma. She genuinely admired Logan. He was a hero, unwavering in his fight against evil, and possessed unimaginable power. He was truly exceptional, unique, and irreplaceable. Yet, his exceptional talents had attracted such i

Lorelei was adventurous, and she didn't do the same guy twice unless he was really worth it. “I have standards, Lora. I don't sleep with just any guy.” She scoffed, flipping back her hair. “What do you think about older guys?” She pulled back, as if she hadn't heard me right. There was silence, just as the smell of freshly baked croissants wafted through the air. She finally opened her mouth to speak. “I don't fuck with them.. they have bad blood.” I almost choked, finding her words silly. “What does that even mean?”

There are pancakes and what looks like freshly squeezed orange juice and if I’m honest, I’m starving. “…they’re all good qualities in a Luna.” He states. “I’m not sure I’ll be the kind of Luna this Pack wants.” I mutter. He frowns. “What makes you say that?” “I’m human. I doubt any pack would choose to have a human Luna.” “You can give this Pack power no other has.” He says. “A Lycan heir would make the Blood Rose Pack unrivalled.” “Urgh.” I mutter, grabbing a plate, and piling up a load of pancakes.

Or a dish that you liked? “What the hell do you mean by that?” Apparently, my questions had surprised him beyond measure because now he looked like I was the crazy one “How can you not know who the hell Sansa is? Have you never heard of the Starks? Game of Thrones?” “Did you name it after a fictional character, then?” I said without carrying still looking apprehensive at the big dog with gray fur and blue eyes that kept in the same position, "And it's female, right?" With an exasperated sound, Louis pulled away from me to take the bed back and place it on the side of the living room couch and where Sansa immediately lay down.

Deep attraction has been drawn to him. My name is Annabel Ferrars. And I'm the Luna of Blood Moon Pack, as well as the Queen Of The Rogues. This is who I am.

Josh decided. “It’s an object which starts with a C.” That was all the guide said. “An object which starts with a C,” Aria repeated. “Wait let me think...” Josh said and took a deep breath. “The maker made the object to sell it out for profit. The buyer bought it for someone else. While the final owner can’t make it or buy it..gosh.” “Because he is dead!.” Aria and Lola said at once. Josh’s eyes lit up. “So it must be a..”

"The rumor concerning CRUZ company...you didn't hear it?" "CRUZ company? I didn't hear about that, what was it about?" "CRUZ company was accused of producing fake designs and forging other companies' designs of paintings. It was all over the news, Clara." There was a hint of shock and surprise in Ella's voice.