Lorna Byrne Books Novels & Stories

If I had my way, I would hide my Luna inside the room till they left. His wife too…this slut! Why was she staring at my wife's boobs like that? I could swear I saw her licking her lips. I would make sure that Landon and his wife would take the room at the far end of the pack. These days my Luna had been acting so strange, I did not need people tempting her and giving her mother watering offers. “So tell me, Nicholas. What have you been giving to our Luna, she looks so shiny and plump! I like what I'm seeing,” Riley asked me.

It rang again and again, but she ignored it—knowing it was Aldric. Pain racked her entire being as she lay there, tears soaking into her pillow. “I’m so sorry, Amara,” her wolf whispered softly inside her, but nothing eased the ache in her heart. As she lay trembling, the door suddenly burst open. Luna Anita stormed in, her face hard with fury. Amara sat up quickly, wiping her tear-stained cheeks. “Luna—?” “What have you done?” Luna Anita’s voice was sharp, cutting through the stillness of the room.

There’s never been a time, even as early as I can remember, when I didn’t have his rambunctious energy racing inside of me. It’s almost as if that part of me died. That day I received Gabriel’s letter changed everything. I’d been worried for weeks, only to find out that it’d been wasted energy. Her lies were too unfathomable to think about, let alone try to dissect to make sense of them. My wolf mourns his mate as I mourn the girl I thought I knew. “Please.” Linda steps into the room, her strong scent carrying over the short distance from the doorway. Wrong, wrong, wrong, my mind chants. It’s not the familiar lilies of the valley scent that I want to bury my face into and drown in.

A woman’s voice…low, breathy. Elena froze. Her heart began to hammer painfully against her ribs. “No,” she whispered. “No, no, no…” She moved closer, her pulse roaring in her ears. Each step felt heavier than the last. She could hear sounds from inside - rhythmic thumping, breathless moans, a woman's laughter. Her wolf whined in pain. Elena's hand hovered over the door handle. It was unlocked. Of course it was. Damien was so confident, so sure his pathetic Luna would never confront him.

Noah Lyric sits on the bed, staring straight ahead. She still smells like the soot of her sister’s funeral pyre. Her eyes are naked, filled with pain and regret. Raymond was quiet, clinging to Madame Clare, the slightly rotund Lycan in charge of the orphanage. She has a motherly aura about her. Soft and gentle. I have no doubt that the children will do well in her care.

I don't need that" Karen voiced trying to stop the conversation from where it was leading to. "Then let's see you in something else" Karen nodded before going off. While they were busy shopping Ernaline could feel an energy pull in the mall, wasn't that strange… it was the same energy pull she felt in school but then again what a coincidence it will be for her to randomly meet the lost soul here in the mall, when it was just the Luna shopping but then again she had to find out who was the lost soul, she had a hint on who was behind the lost soul but now she needed to find out for herself, she immediately got up from the food court and headed towards the shopping department, she felt the ener

[Luna] "Ok, class met Luna. She will join our class starting today. Be good to her, okay?" "Yes, ma'am!" I smiled at the students. "You can introduce yourself, Ms. Luna." I nod. "Hi, I'm Luna Syesha McCleen, 15–I mean 16 years old. Nice to meet you all!" I said. Damn, I almost forgot today is my and Leena’s birthday. This is the first time I haven’t celebrated my birthday with Leena. It totally slips off my mind. Sigh…

K.I. Lynn is the USA Today Bestselling Author from The Bend Anthology and the Amazon Bestsellers, Breach and Becoming Mrs Lockwood. She spent her life in the arts, everything from music to painting and ceramics, then to writing. Characters have always run around in her head, acting out their stories, but it wasn’t until later in life she would put them to pen. It would turn out to be the one thing she was really passionate about.

Detective Yolanda Hamilton was in an elated mood tonight. The most anticipated victory of the past month had just been secured and now, she was just one step closer to becoming a lieutenant. Could there be any better news than this? Her eyes began to feel dizzy as she drowned another shot of the whiskey in her throat. It caused a burning sensation as it made its way into her stomach, and then the lingering feeling of satisfaction followed. She belched out in another moment and a satisfied grin crossed her face. From her vision which was now beginning to dull, she could make out the faces of three of her colleagues who had joined her in her drinking spree.