Luz Clawthorne Novels & Stories

The elders murmured in approval. “No wonder she’s the Vice President of the Association. Her script holds the true weight of an Alpha’s daughter.” “She’ll match Emily Quinn’s power by the next eclipse. A perfect match for the Quinn heir.” Chloe handed the quill back to the attendants, her eyes locking onto mine from the stage, dripping with challenge. She knew I came from a broken house—that my father, Richard Mercer, was locked in a silver cell, and my mother was dying in a ward. She thought I was nothing.

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

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.

Lavinia said in excitement as she smiled at me. Lavinia Winslow. My best friend and colleague since college. Lavinia was a supermodel like her sister, Lucy; who was also an actress but Lavinia was older and more richer. They were TV reality stars and she also had a clothing business of her own and a few others so she knew exactly what real fashion is. Her mother connected them to the fashion world when they were 16 and since then, we've always been the best of friends. Although there were moments we quarreled and wished we were never friends. And one more thing; she knew everything about Kurt. I even told her how rough he was with me the first time we had been together. And that was a long,

Laureen began, leaning forward as a venomous smile touched her lips, "that Chloe is actually the woman sleeping in your bed right now?" Zach's brow furrowed darkly at the prompt. Laureen let out a sharp, sarcastic laugh. "I have been dying to expose this to you since last night. That woman you are living with is making an absolute fool out of you, Zach. She isn't Chloe. Your wife died more than two years ago. The woman playing house with you is none other than Chloe's twin sister—Cyan!”

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.

“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.

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.