Luz Clawthorne Novels & Stories

I wouldn't surrender. He lied. "Tate stop!" She shouted, the raw, power coming from her voice was like nothing I've ever felt in my life. My grip completely fell and so did Kai on the floor in a slump. I looked to Channing who had tears rolling down her cheeks from her glowing eyes. I noticed that all the lights had gone out and that she was in a half shift; her claws elongated, her snout taking over her nose, and fur covering her forearms. A beautiful beast.

I only frowned, ignoring her words, lost in my thoughts, when the applause was heard. I gazed upward, and there she was… Lauren Crowhurst. Lady Crowhurst, the best actress, the former Beta's daughter of the Shadowfang pack and Callum's mistress, the home wrecker, and many more… She appeared radiant, poised, perfect in every way, which screamed of elegance and pride. Every smile calculated, every tilt of her head deliberate, which could sway men. And honestly, they are… Almost all eyes were watching her in awe. Specifically men, while their women were giving her side eyes.

If that ends up being the case, both he and Bree will have their hands full. “No, actually you stay. It would be good to get your take on this.” I saw as relaxes back into the armchair a bit, while still keeping his elbows on his knees, like he’s already planning a strategy for whatever is going on. He’s a lot like Jacob in that respect, I realize. Like Jacob, Dax, while an adult, is also still young and is determined to do his job well (which he always does), taking things very seriously as to not be looked upon as a pup. That’s when she arrives. The woman who taught me about compassion, taught me how to care for a pack, also taught me how to fight, and how to make the best damn chocolate c

Andy Claire Lions is a pretentious, up herself snob who acts like she knows everything. Getting paired with her in chemistry is a living nightmare, one I'm going to be forced to suffer through until graduation, and it's not just chemistry either; she's in four out of my five classes. The only escape I get from her is in PEHPD.

“But I’ll help you remember. I know all our stories.” Before I can respond, someone clears their throat at the door. “May I come in, Princesses?" It’s the calm blonde from the plane—Luka. Up close, he seems even more dangerous precisely because he doesn’t appear threatening. Light eyes, an easy smile, and the posture of someone who is always watching. “Luka!” Claire runs to him, and he lifts her into the air, making her laugh. “How is our favorite artist doing?” he asks, squeezing her nose affectionately.

Lena's POV. “You are nothing but a clown I raised. You will die worthless and nobody will think you ever existed, not me, not even Dominic,” Elaine fumed at me with a knife in her hand. I pulled back breathing rapidly. She launched at me, screaming furiously, and I ran in any direction, my heart throbbed and my hands trembled. She was a few inches from thrusting the weapon at me when I tripped on my feet and fell to the ground.

Just hers. The door opened. Alvin stepped in, still dressed in his tailored charcoal suit from the morning’s meetings. His gaze softened the moment it landed on her and the babies. “You look beautiful like this,” he said, voice low. He crouched beside her, one large hand resting on her thigh. “Working again?” Chloe smiled up at him, warmth spreading through her chest. “I submitted three pieces to Lumière Boutique this morning. They’re doing a showcase for emerging designers next month. I used my mother’s maiden name on the application. No connections. No… leverage.”

First Isabella, now this vintage, aged-to-perfection stepmom blend. She could feel the tension coiling in Carter beside her—a cold, dangerous fury held in check only by the fact that the target was a woman currently staging an award-winning melodrama. "Sir," Claire whispered, leaning slightly toward him. "Need a hand?" He glanced down, startled by the interruption. She gave him a quick, conspiratorial wink. Employee of the month, right here. She hadn't forgotten her cover: Carter Thorne's devoted, doting girlfriend. Time to earn her fictional keep.

After eating my fill, sleepiness crashed over me, impossible to resist. "I’m going to sleep and recover. After you’re done eating, keep an eye on the fire." The moment the words left my mouth, I could no longer hold on. I fell into a deep sleep. At the very instant I lost consciousness, the omega, Cael Ardent, and the healer, Lorian Crest, both lifted their heads. In that moment, all traces of fear vanished from their eyes. All that remained was venom and killing intent. The two exchanged a glance, claws flashing out as they lunged straight at me.

Pull the trigger or leave him barely alive to set an example for the people who were still looking for her. "How do you know me? I know you're like me, trained not to speak when held captive or tortured but if you know my name, then you know me, and you know why they called me Adolph's Shadow, don't you?" His Adam's Apple moved up and down as he gulped from the fear she inflicted with that sentence and those dreadful eyes. He could still feel the aftermath of the punch she landed below his chest before sending him sprawling on the floor. "As expected of the Hian Hoshi clan, to be able to produce such a fine gifted weapon as you must have made them proud and esteemed."