Lotso Novels & Stories

he growled after paying. “You forgot something” we turned to see Pierre; the poor man was carrying all the bags “The underwear is missing.” "Ah, fuck,” Alex groaned, squeezing my hand even more. Pierre started laughing as he guided us to "La perla", the most beautiful underwear store I had ever seen. “Don't these people know what cotton is?” mumbled Alex annoyed “These clothes are transparent allover” "Hey, Abbie, check this out." I looked confused at the diaphanous "cloth” that Pierre was showing me, just a triangle of black cloth held by three strips.

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Victor’s voice was deadly calm, his grip tightening around his own weapon. Lorenzo smirked, but there was no humor in his eyes. “You should’ve seen this coming, Victor.” Betrayal dripped from his words like poison. “You sold me out,” Victor realized, his expression unreadable. “How much did they pay you?” Lorenzo chuckled. “More than I was ever worth to you.” The sting of those words was evident in Victor’s tense posture, but his focus never wavered. Olivia felt her chest twisted. She had trusted Lorenzo. He had been one of the few people she thought wasn’t a monster in this brutal world.

Penelope said as she stood and leaned forward over the desk. "I apologize, Luna Marigold and Penelope. I do not mean to upset you. I understand that my mate, Alpha Eli, had proposed marriage to you. However, this was before he knew he had a fated mate. You both should know what they teach us in school about fated bonds. They are the most sacred bond of all. I may not have grown up within an Alpha family, but Alpha blood runs through me, which made me top student in patrols. I'm fated to Eli for a reason, Penelope, and we are following the path the Moon Goddess has made for us. Now, I am here to help and propose a potential alliance between packs. If a war is to start, we need all the help we

I was only allowed out to functions with Curtis the rest of the time I was confined to my room. “Ok, ohhh, look, I have found it. It’s gorgeous.” Lola pulls a dress off the rack and holds it out in front of her body, and I look at it. I don’t really remember when I bought that. But to be honest, the majority of clothes in here. I haven’t worn and bought them because I could. It’s a cobalt blue short dress, deep plunging neckline, and the back is backless. Cost a fortune for a scrap of fabric. It did look nice on, though.

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From the way he talks, he reminds me of only one man…my father. “Well, I can assure that this deal is legit” Zach answers, a frown settling on his face, “and if you must know, I own Vash, a fast rising entertainment company” “And I own Echo, the biggest entertainment company there is in America and I am trying to let you know the pros and cons of this deal. You are a very smart man, I mean like our kind”

Every one of them looked happy. "Mom, the panda was so big and fluffy! I liked it so much. Mom, will you buy me one?" Mom doted on Asher, kissing his forehead as she reprimanded him lightly, "Do you think I have that kind of money?" Asher hummed and stepped back. "Don’t kiss me yet. We haven’t drawn lots. If Silas sees it, he’ll cry again and say it’s unfair. Maybe he’s already hiding in the bedroom, crying. Today’s his birthday, after all."

We ducked behind a mountain of stacked yam and cassava tubers, weaving through the thick smell of dried fish and fermented locust beans (Iru). Osiele Market was a labyrinth of noise. The "Ariwo" of traders shouting their prices. The honking of rickety white buses popularly known as "Danfo" and green taxis created a wall of sound that swallowed us whole. By the time we reached the far edge of the motor park, trembling and covered in the "dust of the highway," the pursuers were gone.

ALEXANDER She looked nothing like someone who had experienced a near-death ordeal, nor like someone who had spent months in exile. Her dress was elegant and exquisite. “Alpha, should we still go on with the crowning of the Luna?” Lucky asked. I turned to look at Alpha Damon’s childhood friend. Others might not know, but I was aware of the unspoken bond between him and Lucky. His calmness and expressionless face made me uneasy. I furrowed my brows, disturbed by how unnatural his reaction seemed.