Lynn Garfield Novels & Stories

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..."

- I reached a final decision after pondering on it for a while. "Okay. I'll send you the details, I'm leaving now" - she turned to the meek girl with the huge framed glasses. "She's in your hands now" - she smiled before heading out the door. Without Rachel around, my attention turned to the young lady, "I believe introductions are in order. My name is Selene Woods and you?" - I initated a formal introduction between us both. "Bennett Gale, I'm an intern at the agency and I'm also a big fan of your movies, ma'am" - she spoke excitedly with a big grin on her face.

As I managed to press my weight on the door, it opened, and I figured out I was right all along; I was in the middle of a cornfield, and the only light I could spot was a distance away. “We're not going to make it,” my wolf said to me. I had tried shifting but it was almost impossible. Too painful, to be specific. “We…we'll try” I replied, grabbing my chest as a form of support. My head became light and my eyes turned heavy, blurring my vision along the way. “We need help.” My wolf continued. “At this point, we are going to die,” my wolf uttered. “No shit!” I muttered. “Where… Just where?” I thought

“Sorry that I didn’t tell you but I didn’t go to Hank’s wedding, at the last moment they said I don’t know the bride wanted a private wedding.” I said and she sat down on the couch staring at Lucas. With his tattoos and stature, he looked like a mafia lord, no one would ever believe he works for the CIA. “Yeah, not the thing I am confused about.” She says as she extends her hand, “I am Danika, you are?” “I am Lucas, I used to work with your boyfriend a few years ago.” He says, completely shifting the subject, also assuring her that if he knows Jake, then he is probably not bad news.

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.

Kate should not feel bad that she had tried to rip the guys throat out. "I see. Well I thought I should let you know that Lindon died about 15 minutes ago. It seems your slashes couldn't be healed." The Alpha said gravely. "No amount of stitches, blood transfusions or surgery were fixing them. The stitches dissolved, the blood just seeped out as quickly as it was put in and the surgery just made it worse. Did anyone ever tell you your wolf might be mystical?" "Her wolf? Mystical?" Kate's father asked. "How?"

King Gale Cyrus managed to separate his men from the others and his people which rememined about a few thousands out of ten thousands Cyrus pointed the PowerGladiers to the rest. And then, when his eyes settled on Abigail Cyrus smiled as a devious plan settled in his mind. “Go Lynn go get her.” “Dad, please kill her.” “I will honey. After I kill Zeres.” Lynn's eyes widened but she could say nothing more after that and dragged Abi to him.

She felt the power that surged through her veins. The zombie apocalypse prepared her for this moment, in a way. Killing things that resembled people no longer bothered her as much as it would have when she was a child. She shook at the realization but kept going. Now was not the time to get in your feelings. Once she had cleared out the werewolves inside the castle, she stepped out the front door. There were so many. They covered every inch of the once graceful field. Bloodstained every stone and every piece of grass. She had had enough. She was getting ready to kill them all when she heard Hunter shout from inside.