Lovely Threading Novels & Stories

“We did this.” Kade squeezed her hand, his voice rough but warm. “You did this. We just followed.” The path led to a circular platform, its surface a mirror of golden light, reflecting the star above. At its center stood a simple loom, not of obsidian or shadow, but of starlight, its threads shimmering with every color of the nexus. No weaver stood before it—no Arachne, no Lysara, no Void Weaver. Just the loom, waiting.

she exclaimed. “If I'll never guess then there is no point in me guessing is there?” I sighed and placed my laptop bag down at the side. “I had a visit from mother earlier and she wanted to know if we were interested in going to the Thorns charity event next Saturday!” The Thorns are well known for their status and money. 20 years ago, Richard and Lesley Thorn invested in setting up a local apple orchard and cidery and opened Thorn cider. Before long they had expanded across the country. Their brand quickly hit shelves across all supermarkets and stores in the UK. Although their wealth has grown, the family stayed local and chose to run the local site as opposed to moving away. Their childre

"After her abortion, Valerie left the city. "She wanted me to give you this." With that, she set down her cup and handed him a divorce agreement. Nathan's eyes widened in shock as he read the words. Deep down, he had felt this coming. Just last night, he had repeatedly dialed my number. But no matter how hard he tried, the call never went through. Upon waking from his nightmare, he noticed I wasn't the one lying beside him. A gnawing unease settled over him, almost swallowing him whole.

Lucy’s new knitting project, a blanket for the guest room, “just in case someone needs it.” And Sloane… Sloane looked around the table, at the faces that had once felt like strangers, at the hands that had reached for her when she ran, at the mother who had knelt in front of her and said, “I see you.” She took a breath, then spoke, voice soft but clear. “I want to show you something.” She opened her laptop, turned the screen. “Liora Threads, Official Launch Page.” The site was live. Clean, beautiful. Ethical fabrics. Fair wages. Sustainable dyes. Every piece named after something meaningful:

“Take care of him, Sil. Take care of yourself. I love you both and all I ever wanted was to protect the both of you. You have to remember that.” He nodded. “I know, little sis. I know.” “Good.” I smiled and chuckled. Reaching up, I grasped my red thread and with a deep breath, I broke the connection. Nate screamed as he clutched his chest. I ripped the thread from my own chest but I was already so numb, already fading, that I couldn’t feel it. In my hand, my thread hung lip, slightly blowing in an invisible wind. Slowly, I placed the thread on the now shinning golden braid. The beautiful gold sparking and igniting but it took in my red thread, weaving it into its braid. It exploded in a burs

I stretched my legs and a moan escaped my lips due to how comfortable it felt. I immediately covered my mouth in embarrassment and peeked at Sebastian who soon released a loud chuckle, making me blush in embarrassment. Taking a good look at his features, I realized he was one handsome fellow but he was nothing like the Greek god who beat me to this state. Sebastian was like the other version of Devon, hmm, I like the feel of his n...Sh*t, nevermind. Sebastian had a friendly temperament making anyone feel comfortable with him on first encounter. It was unlike that of Devon who had the aura of 'Don't come closer if you wish to keep living'.

Jay said through clenched jaws. For the alpha I am not sure, I started, but for keilah, nothing will happen to her. Jay turned to me. What do you mean? He asked. I held up my wrist to show him a delicate thread tied around it. "She has the same around her wrist. It'll block any evil supernatural forces, like those vamps from reaching her.” It's the same thread that will guide us in and out unnoticed by the vampires. His eagerness to assist was palpable. "How can I help?" he asked, turning to me expectantly.

He was caressing her back sensuously. If Cynthia is not the effect in injection she will definitely moan loudly. He was taking his full time to stroke her back. Her skin is too smooth and soft.A sudden urge come his mind how it feels when his lips touched this softness. He opened his eyes and breathed heavily.He looked at her shoulder. There is a black mole on her shoulder which is inviting him.He slowly came to his lips to her shoulder and kissed the mole softly.It felt so delicate and soft.

“It was I who saved her in the hollow wood, when the arrow should have struck her heart. I who stilled the breath of the Watcher when it closed its jaws too soon. I who turned the stones beneath her feet when her step should have carried her to death.” The words hit me like water poured over coals. Heat and chill at once. My throat went tight. Kael’s voice snapped sharp as a blade. “Lies.” But something in me knew they weren’t. Thorne’s head tilted slightly, the hood slipping enough for me to see her mouth fully—soft, unpainted lips curving with something like sorrow. “Not lies. Threads. I have woven them for her. Again, and again. Until the time comes when no hand, not even mine, can stay t