Lynn Garfield Novels & Stories

Let's lick him- Dakota's voice subdues in the background as I see a wolf's picture on his table. A ping of jealousy pokes in my heart as I see the photo frame. Treacherous loathe feelings upgrade in my system, telling me to tear everything down. I didn't even realize when I reached his table, crossing the room and everyone. Oh! It's a German shepherd’s picture, not a wolf's. Relief washed over me. But it was supposed to be my picture on his table, not a dog's. Ryan break this pictu-

"I am Lincoln's first wife. Back when I married him, my surname is indeed Yale, because that's the surname of the couple that adopted me. Not long after we got married, I realized that he was having an affair with this woman, Jade Sullivan. Enraged, I divorced him and the mistress Jade became his second wife. I remember that these two didn't have a daughter at the time, so how did you end up with your daughter Selene out of nowhere?" "I..." Jade struggled to respond. Gloria chuckled and continued, "Whether your daughter Selene is biologically yours and Lincoln's or adopted, I have nothing to do with it, but I need to clarify something with Mr. Shaw here. Mr. Shaw, it's true that we share the

Cold sweats were dripping down Garry’s back when he saw the sight. He was pretty aware of Mordu and possibly the entire Gangnam’s upper social circle. Who was Yona? She was Mordu’s first-in-command, Benjamin Lynch’s goddaughter. The true first lady of Mordu. Even the Six Princes of Mordu would have to pay their respects to her, but she was so polite toward Harvey as if they were good friends. How could this not scare Garry? He only dared to step on Harvey because he thought he had no background nor the strength.

Logan growled at him before turning his attention to the next person. “To your left is my Gamma Charles Westbrook. And next to him is his mate Sybille,” he concluded. “Luna,” Charles nodded. “I’m glad the dress fits. It’s nice to meet you, Luna, finally,” Sybille smiled, leaning around her husband. I cocked my head a little while listening to her. She has a very distinct accent. French, maybe? I’m taking French in school, but my teacher's accent is obviously different from someone native to that country.

She can tell you how and why it was done," Elsa said, looking at Lucian. "Not now, Elsa; we must do something about Garland before he takes the entire north," Lucian said, and there was a knock on the door. I knew it was Luke, so I asked him to enter. He entered with a parcel which smelled like something had died in it. It would be unwise to open it in our apartment, so I collected the letter from him, and we all went outside to open the box.

"Lainee is back at the pack. I needed her there to watch over them all." "Blaine wanted to come but she has to fill in for me," Allen added. Disappointment washed over me and I instantly felt stupid for thinking they would've came. Lainee's the Luna so she has to stay behind and Blaine is the Beta sister. I should've known.

he asks. “Oh, I’m sorry. I'm just passing through. I'm a photographer, and I saw this old barn and decided to stop and snap a few pictures.” I explain. “Well, ain’t that something. Jeff, she is a photographer, she just saw this old barn and decided to stop and snap some pictures.” He says licking his chops at me like I am a t-bone steak. “Ugh, gross. Hannah, that guy is creepy.” I hear Lily chime in. “Yep” I respond as I continue to snap pictures. Jeff comes through the door and it's his turn to devour me with his creepy eyes.

Lynn scooted out of the staff break room while she stuffed her mini tarot deck into the pocket of her pants. April stared at the door as it closed. If Lynn worked, her cards right… Crap, she had a lifetime companion and now she needed to figure out how to tell him… She needed to find him… Then after the disaster between the coven and the Vagas Moon Alpha pairing. How much drama will come from the coven about this pairing?

[A glimpse into Lynn’s past...] Lynn was sixteen when she joined a training camp. After that incident last year when a rogue tried to abuse her sexually, thanks to ten-year-old Gwen, who didn’t hesitate for a second to save her, Lynn promised herself she would get stronger, and joining the intense training camp was perfect for her improvement. Gwen was ten years old and fragile in appearance, but beneath that delicate surface lived a strength that surged without warning in the face of anger and danger. It was a secret shared only between her, Gwen and Luna Rosalia.

Lynn whimpered, as if apologizing for a crime. "Don't listen to Harriet, Lynn. She's just exaggerating. Anyone who heard her grandfather's name, the Congressman Ernest Bloom, would open those doors, too." Andy elbowed her friend, trying to lighten the mood "But, I confess, I didn't imagine you liked places like that..."