Lorna Morello Novels & Stories

While picking out a ring in the store, I saw Jonathan Baxter for the first time in six months. The salesperson's cheerful commentary on the diamond ring I was trying on barely reached my ears. My eyes were fixed on him, looking slightly preoccupied across the room. When he noticed the ring on my finger, he walked over, expression cool, and asked, "How come you came alone? I was actually going to surprise you." His tone was casual, but I saw the shopping bag in his hand—a set of diamond necklaces. Not for me. For Chloe Morris.

Before I could actually make it to the door, Paul stopped me. "Hey, Leslie. You have a visitor." "Really?" I spun around, trying to find the visitor he was talking about. "Right here!" Morello said. Morello was sitting on one of the chairs in the waiting area, parallel to Paul's reception desk. She wasn't in her all black attire I remembered her in at Webster's. Instead, she had on light blue boyfriend jeans that accentuated her long legs highly, converse, and a Grey tube top that showed off her various tattoos on her arms, being mostly a variety of colorful flowers and spiritual phrases and emblems.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

he whispers softly into her ear “We should enjoy this moment for a little while” Sholana moans when his tongue licks the tip of her ear. “Ella's in the next room…” Sholana argued when she felt Nathan's fingers unbuttoning her blouse. “We’ll be quiet Lana” His hands traces the edges of her bra after taking of her shirt, they both make eye contact and Nathan smirks. “Shh….”

The door suddenly opened and let Inima enter the royal hall. Everyone was shocked to see her disarrayed. She wore her fragile face. She even embraced herself and showed her bruises. She stood in front of everyone and bowed her head. "I am Lady Lorna Ferrel. I am a victim of abuse of power." She pointed her finger at Iram. "And he is the perpetrator..."

Logan Gills came down the podium to take pictures with some girls giggling all over but then he started walking toward us. “ wow, he’s coming” Sera squealed while Luiz smiled wildly “I’m sorry but lecture doesn’t seem clear to you” Is he talking to me? I stared at him dumbfoundedly not knowing what to say to him “I’m Logan Gills by the way, what’s your name?” He said extending his hands for a handshake. I took his hand sheepishly “I’m Monna Parker” “Beautiful name for a beautiful Angel” Oh I forgot they said he’s a player

‘What the hell is going on? *** ~Morfran~ “My investigation suggests she checks out,” Jarvis said to Morfran. “She is a childhood friend of Alric Valmore and she was supposed to be the elected Luna, until… until Lana entered Alric’s life. I think she is being bitter and wants Alric to herself." “Thus, I think she is telling the truth,” said Jarvis. A smirk formed on Morfran’s face before he concluded, “Very well. Let us set out for the Port of Valmore. I will have my Arabella back. I will also make her daughter my slave!”

“Kalen, I need your help with this man. You need to help me guide her and her wolf. Wait, what’s her wolf’s name?” There is an overwhelming amount of work ahead of me. “Her name is Morrigan”. “Wait, how do you know that? Morrigan? What sort of name is that?”. I am so lost right now. “Liam, are you aware that we wolves can talk without you involved?” he chuckles. “Apparently she goes by Mor or Morg more often. She seems pretty badass actually, very protective of your luna”. Well that makes me like her more.

I had no idea she was even connected to this world outside the Moonbeam Pack. I tried to avoid her, but before I could turn away, she stepped into my path. “Well, well, well.” She sneered. “Look who’s playing dress up.” I clenched my fists at my sides, willing myself to stay calm. “I don’t know you,” I said, my voice steady. “Please excuse me.” Her lip curled into a cruel smile. “Oh, don’t pretend like you don’t remember me, Rowena. The rejected Luna. The murderer.”

Even the children were happy to see him like this. “Luna!” The moment shattered. We both turned at the same time. Mira. She stood at the edge of the training field, dressed in a fitted cream blouse and sharp sunglasses, waving far too enthusiastically. And for a second, I could have sworn that Nolan tensed beside me. He didn't move, however, the smile that was on his face almost instantly shifted. “Are you ready for our shopping date?” she called out, voice carrying just enough cheer to sound false. “Don't tell me that you forgot?”