Lori Wick Books Novels & Stories

The scent of her humanity still lingered in my nostrils, and I worried that we would have to come up with another plan—or that she wouldn’t be able to come at all. “Sorry, Lori,” I said a few moments later when she still smelled distinctly human. “I don’t think it’s working.” Lori cursed softly under her breath. “These racist werewolves are a bunch of jerks,” she muttered. “I shouldn’t have to wear fancy magic perfume to go to a party.” But then, just as disappointment began to settle in, I noticed something. Lori’s human scent was fading, slowly but surely. I had to really concentrate to pick it up, and even then, it was faint.

"You would have loved africa, there was a baby elephant there called boo... * Some time later I make my way downstairs to the kitchen, smelling the pizza I made. My stomach grumbles instantly with hunger, like I haven't eaten three times today already. As I'm cutting the pizza into slices, Lori enters the kitchen with her arms full of books. Pregnancy books. We have our own special books being wolves and all, I just haven't thought to ever read them. "You're doing it as a wolf, right?" Lori asks, setting the books down on the kitchen island. Nodding, I plate up the pizza and take a seat at the island, preparing to get my reading game on as I eat the fresh homemade pizza. Pure deliciousness.

" And don't worry, loners won't do anything bad. — I looked at Sury again. "What if Bruce decides to go after the wolf?" Lori continued. The only one who seemed to ask any worthwhile questions. "Are you going to put your hand through the fire for her?" “And he also knew how to touch sensitive spots. "I'm already. I can't hand her over to a cowardly Alpha knowing I can get her out of this. I could never get my head on the pillow. She is not what she seems to be. Her confidence has been badly shaken and she needs our help. Lori looked at me deeply with a small smile on her face and subtly nodded her head. She looked at her companion and then placed her hand on her round belly.

What if I was just the safe choice, the girl who stuck around while he chased whatever excitement he craved? Lori leaned against the doorframe, her black hair straight and sharp, matching her goth vibe perfectly. She rolled her eyes, arms crossed over her chest. "Weird? Girl, he's always weird. Remember last month when he bailed on your birthday dinner for some 'pack meeting' or whatever he calls his boys' nights? You're too good for that beta behavior." Lori was the skeptic in our trio, always calling it like she saw it. She didn't sugarcoat anything, and right now, her words hit a little too close to home.

Her twisted magic wouldn't easily work on her, but Gabriel, it might. "We're just here to ask some questions." Lori said as she looked around. Stuffy apartment, old furniture and the floor covered with dust, a few books and burning sage. Yea definitely a witch. It's her. The scent matches. Gabriel said in her mind and Lori nodded. Perfect. She thought. "Who are you?!" The witch barked again as she pulled out a knife. "Stay away." Lori ignored her warnings and inched closer, until the witch was backed against the wall, she raised her knife against Lori and Lori knocked it easily away from her.

I pee a lot, and smelling and seeing things that are sensitive to my body makes me puke. "Liam, just leave the poor girl alone." Sydney stepped in and pressed those breasts of hers on Liam's arm. "Come on. The book is a room. So we are going to have loads of fun." Loads of fun, indeed. "Just give me a minute," Liam brushed Sydney off, making her pout. "Lily, are you okay?" I scoffed.

Steven- the barking thing I might be able to help but only if she is well enough. We where talking when she walked in, she lost some weight. But to be honest she was skinny naturally. Lori was your slender with curves and wavey black hair, she had muscles from our training session. Big brown eyes and a dimple in one check, smooth skin and pink lips. She was very beautiful only if she saw that, she see candy as beautiful because she is always the one boys ask out and shit. Lori is hard to talk to sometimes, she can be very intimidating. Once this other warriors asked her out and she asked him so many questions he faked a call just to get away but she did date a few guys, when we thought it wa

Was someone trying to tell me something? I picked up the opened book and studied the page. It was written by a woman in Australia who claimed to have been in contact with a pack of werewolves who’d allowed her to study them. I remembered how a good deal of it had sounded so farfetched that I’d closed the book with disdain. Now, after having dealt with and dissected one of those vile creatures, I re-read the pages with more interest and a far more opened mind. After leaning against my desk and reading a few more pages, I decided to pick up the rest of the mess that was caused by Max and my little sex tryst and then take the book upstairs with me. I was craving a sandwich and a glass of wi

Daisy said. The woman, Lori, let her go. “This isn’t over,” Lori said. “It is now.” The two wolves stared at each other. Lori stormed off without another word. “I never liked that girl. She’s a slut and a fucking pain in my side.” Daisy wrapped an arm around Lilly’s waist. “Lori thinks because she’s a spring chicken she’s the top of the food chain. Regardless of what people think I can still take the bitch and relish the day I can.”

I will never get tired kissing her luscious lips. "Ehem!" Someone faked a cough Lily was the one who pulled away. She glared at Rose. "I know you're a new couple but can you stop kissing for a while? We're in public." She said crossing her arm above her chest "I'm just maximizing my time with my girlfriend." Lily reasoned out "Maximizing, huh? I thought I heard a moan last night." Jibee said wiggling her eyebrows I blushed. I think that was me "How? I mean when... oh my god."