Loren Hale Novels & Stories

Dominic Hale. Former special ops. Now a discreet fixer for high-net-worth clients who needed problems solved quietly. Hale had been many things in his life, but above all, he was a strategist. He didn't save Damon out of compassion. He saved him because Damon was a chess piece that had more moves left and Hale hated wasted potential. "Is he stable?" a voice asked. A woman in her early forties, her sharp gaze framed by auburn hair tied in a sleek bun, entered the room. Dr. Renata Voss - Ex-military medic turned private consultant. One of the few people Hale trusted.

Henry and I remained outside the room, waiting for Alipato’s update about Rory. Loren and Rory are like apples and mangoes. Loren was blond while Rory was brunette, Rory had lightly tanned skin while Loren was fair. Even their eyes were of different shades. Rory’s were golden brown, while Loren’s was blue, icy and cold. Tauri, cloaked in Loren’s skin, stretched cherry-tainted lips into a wide, taunting smirk. “No, hi? No hello? The last time I remember seeing you, you were naked beneath me, sweetheart, moaning my name.”

But she could hear the undercurrent in their voices, the strain in the way laughter came too quickly, too sharply. Fear. Hale hadn’t taken a single life this morning, and yet he’d cut deeper than any blade could. He’d planted doubt in every soldier’s chest, the kind that gnawed at you when the fog was thick and the night too long. She wrapped her arms around herself, the weight of it pressing harder because she knew it was true. This hadn’t been an attack. It had been a question. And Hale had gotten his answer. “Liora.” She turned. Maren stood in the archway to the weapons hall, her braid damp with sweat, her eyes steady. There was no judgment in her voice, only that sharp-edged loyalty that

"No… Emma, please don’t do anything brash. I was wrong, I really was. If you go through with this, you’ll get hurt, and it could… it could…" "Kill me on the operating table, right? That would make sure you remember me for the rest of your life!" Noah staggered and fell to the ground, drenched in sweat. During my trip abroad, I found a matching bone marrow donor. The next day, I went to the hospital to prepare for the procedure. When Noah learned about this, he wanted to fly out to stop me. But before he could act, he was promptly detained. Jill’s family—her parents, brother, and younger brother—showed up at Noah’s company and unfurled a long banner with the caption: [Noah Lester, CEO of Lest

"Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!" My mom looked at the floor, then at me, completely overwhelmed by deep shame and fear. "Annie, I always tell you to focus on your studies! This werewolf of a thing has brought nothing to you but trouble. You're even causing a problem for me, too. Damon please, I apologize for my daughter's behavior. Just don't hurt her."

Too much was dripping out of that needy pussy now rubbing against my hip. “Mmm, being covered in your come... yeah, I want that.” “Shameless.” I laughed and kissed her on the mouth, both of us smiling so easy. After everything we’d been through, all the misunderstandings, all the time we spent apart, this felt like paradise. “Lorenzo... is everything really under control?” she asked out of nowhere, resting her head on her hand, elbow bent. I mirrored her, lazily stroking her waist. “I mean, I still can’t believe that whole conspiracy... that hacker girl and her nurse mother drugging Patriarch Brona... are you sure Nikolai won’t be a problem anymore?”

Lauren 'Looks like its going to be an Ice-type battlefield' As he was wondering who is he gonna send to battle the elite four he heard footsteps from the other side of the stadium, his 5-senses where more sensitive than some pokemons so he easily noticed those footsteps coming from another side of the stadium, he looked up to see a woman entering, she had violet hair, wore glasses, a red top under a blue jacket and a black pencil skirt. Seeing this woman Lauren recognized her, she was Lorelei a member of the elite four and also his next opponent, Lorelei also noticed Lauren and looked at him seriously, she knew Lauren was no pushover, they looked at each other for a long as if it was a stari

It was some minutes past 6pm. Caitlyn Hugh was dragging her tired feet back home after a long day at work. As she walked along the lonely road, she looked back at intervals, hoping for a cab to appear. Although she was very much aware that cabs do not ply that road, Caitlyn prayed for a miracle. She took out her phone from the small bag she hung on her shoulder and connected her headset to the device. She was going to click play on her favourite music, but the sound of a car honking halted her.

She felt like she could finally start to let go of her past and begin to heal. 3 months later Chantelle had moved in withDelcan for some months now, and she was finally starting to feel like herself again. Delcan had been so understanding and patient with her, and she felt a sense of peace and safety that she hadn't felt in a long time. She knew she was still on the road to healing, but she was starting to feel like she was getting there. The only thing that was missing was Delcan's presence. He had been so busy with work lately that she barely saw him. But at least the maids were there to keep her company. One day, while Chantelle was eating breakfast in the kitchen, she noticed a bouquet o

Soon I was done fixing her hair and she ordered me to pick out the best glow polish to Polish her red tails. I left and went into her luxury decorated room to pick out a glow red Polish and started polishing her tails to give it a glowing sparkle. Luciana is a spoilt princess who takes everybody as trash and she has no regards to people she feels too full of herself because she gets whatever things she wants at a snap of her hands. I envy her a little because ever since I was born I have been suffering haven't had a taste of motherhood no one to run to I've been depressed so many times and I've learnt to live with it.