Novel & Cerita Loud House Lincoln X Lynn

Lynn: Your man tells me you're alone & in need of a night out until he can get to you tomorrow Me: Booooooo Lynn: I'll be there in an hour. Put on a flirty dress. We'll go pretend we're loaded at a high-end restaurant downtown Me: Really Lynn? Lynn: Hell yes. He's buying & we have no spending limit. See you in an hour. Me: ...ok Lynn was right on time. It was hard not to laugh when we reached the street, and I saw her dad's Mercedes. "You really are playing this one up, aren't you?"

To her surprise, she heard noises, similar to someone rummaging through things. This piqued her interest. What was Lincoln up to? Was he stealing something? She grabbed a can of pepper spray from the room and cautiously opened the door. The light outside was switched off. There was a figure crouching, searching through the TV cabinet. The living room was dimly lit, making it hard for Lucy to discern if it was Lincoln. Holding her breath, she approached the person. As she got closer, she could hear the person's rapid breathing, evidently in distress.

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.

I move the dangerous items out of the way, leaving some loose paper for him to play with. Lynn walks into the office and plops on the couch. Surprisingly, she’s alone, but that doesn’t last long as her mates walk in minutes later and sit next to her. I would prefer that my dad was going to be in this meeting, but I know he’s helping a grieving Doc, and I don’t want to disturb them. “So you wanted us to meet. What about?” Lincoln’s voice is slightly muffled since his face is buried in our mate’s neck. I find it funny, but reserve my chuckle for later.

I decide to head back to the kitchen to ice the cake for our dessert. As I walk through the hallway, I hear soft moans coming from the laundry room. I stop, thinking maybe I’m hearing things, but when I press my ear against the door, I can clearly hear it. What the heck? I pull the door open and peek inside; Lynn is sniffing one of Mr. C’s shirts with her legs spread and her finger pumping in and out.

When I hid from Xander, I often ended my nights here before going to bed. Lynn’s eyes sparkled, and she watched the bugs fly close to the ground and tickle her face. “Thanks for this. I think I needed it.” “Any time.” It wasn’t much, but I was glad it cheered her up. A noise in the woods made all the fireflies land on flowers or tall grass. I twisted my head to see who was coming when I noticed a big Lycan staring our way. I felt Lynn stiffen but relax when she saw its presence didn’t bother me. As the beast came closer, I distinguished Jordan's thick reddish coat and black amber eyes. He was probably patrolling the sector and saw us.

CHAPTER 13 LUCIANA MILANO As soon as Ares left the office with Maddox I quickly sent a message to Lynn asking her if she wanted to Join Ophelia and I out tonight, sadly her reply came a minute later saying that she's busy tonight with a cough cough "friend". I chuckle to myself as I sent her message to be safe and enjoy her night.

“Don’t start again, Erezhul.” Lynn looked between the two of them, the unease growing quietly behind her smile. Time to use her charms. “You know,” Lynn said with a soft laugh, her voice smooth like honey, “you’re quite bold and very handsome. I’ve always admired such confidence in a man.” Erezhul slowly turned to face her again, his expression unreadable. He didn’t say anything, just watched her calmly. “I’m sure Liora didn’t tell you," Lynn continued, stepping a bit closer, her fingers lightly brushing the gold trim on her dress, "but we’re twins. I am very gentle and some say I’m the prettier one.”

Halsey hears a thud and spins around to find that Lincoln has blacked out! “Lincoln!” She gasps. Several people crowd around him, murmuring to themselves. Halsey swoops down to hear his breathing. Thankfully, he’s still breathing. Someone from the crowd comes forward. He’s the club’s on-duty doctor and he checks Lincoln’s palm. Then he checks the pupils and leans closer to take a whiff off of Lincoln’s mouth. “It seems that someone’s been roofied,” the doctor announces. “Roofied?” Halsey gasps. “But how…”