Lyrica Hale Novels & Stories

Damon lifted him up without a word, one hand on the back of his head, and stood. "I got you," Damon said, quiet. "You're alright." Liam picked his head up off Damon's shoulder and looked over at Hale, braver now that he was up high. "Are you a doctor?" he asked her. "No, sweetheart. Just a visitor." "Oh." He thought about it. "I have lots of doctors. Dr. Sandhu and Dr. Patel, and a nurse called Bonnie who gives me stickers. Are you gonna give me a sticker?" "Maybe next time," Hale said, quieter now.

Something cold settled in my stomach. “Okay, ” I said gently, stepping closer. “My name is doctor Kira Hale. I’m here to help you. Can you tell me your name?” “Lydia,” she whispered. I nodded. “Alright, Lydia. Can you tell me what happened before the pain started?” She shook her head. “Nothing. I was at home. Everything was normal. Then… then I felt something pull at me.” I raised my brow at her. “Pull at you?” She nodded frantically, her eyes filled with raw fear. Her voice dropped to a trembling whisper. “Like something was watching me. And then I saw it.”

Alexandra murmurs. "Hey it's not my fault, I always slay!" Trisha says. "Yeah, it's not your fault. But you always put in the effort!" Kenzy says. "Kenz!" Trisha glares. "So, who is going for Hallel College's reunion?" Kenzy asks ready to hear their opinions. "Am not going. I heard someone died during one of there parties. And they haven't found a lead to what actually happened!" Alexandra says.

RIP his balls. I fiercely pull his hair back and hiss furiously, “I am straighter than the pole your mother dances on, Jax. And I am not gay, I am very much into vaginas. Send your mate to my room, I can prove you with the live telecast. But this mate thing was a big mistake done by the moon goddess. So tell me, how can I contact her?” If I could I would have sued Moon goddess by now. A low, sustained growl echoes through his chest, but soon it fades away. Jax doesn't reply, but a smile appears on his face. It widens so far that I could see his missing teeth. "So tell me, Alpha Ryan! How will you have your pups?"

She looked at Jamira. “This is my daughter Layla, right?” Jamira looked seriously, and said yes. Lucifer got up from his seat, and walked to the woman. “Lilith, she’s been in the human world all this time. She probably doesn't know that she can breathe or not breathe and be fine.” He wrapped his arms around her, putting one hand right above her breast. He kissed her with a passion I had no clue could exist.

"She was the last one to dance last night. The one with the tattoo on her side." I remembered her. She had a large dragon tattoo with flowers along her side. A sudden call from outside interrupted our conversation. I stood to check, as Misha was massaging Shiela’s aching leg—those heels they wore were really high. "Good morning. Does Ms. Lyrica Antonio live here?" a smiling man asked. "Ah, yes, that’s me. Why?" "There’s a delivery for you, Ma’am," he said. "Huh? I didn’t order anything. You must be mistaken."

The marble floor burned cold against Lyra Hale's knees. She stayed down because everyone expected her to. Because this was her place now. Kneeling, waiting and hoping for scraps of kindness that would never come. "Lyra Hale." Her wolf stirred at the sound of his voice. Even now, after everything, the stupid creature wanted him.

Raina didn’t even realize she’d completely forgotten to persuade him not to come to the launch event with her. ... Meanwhile, at Hale Group’s headquarters in the capital. The joint launch event for the new drug by Vireon Labs and Hale Group was set in the building’s multipurpose conference hall. With Hale Group’s clout, media from all over the city, and even beyond, had gathered to broadcast the event live worldwide.

Lyra paced the small, dimly illuminated room as the shimmering candles cast long straws across the hallway. Her breath was shallow, her fingers shaking as she coupled them together, anxiously awaiting the healer’s return. She had visited the healer countless times before in the past months, seeking answers for the emptiness that had plagued her since she and Mason had first tried to conceive. But today was going to be different. The healer, an old woman with filled eyes and a voice like burnt wood, stepped into the room. Her gaze was sharp, as if she could see straight through Lyra’s and into the deepest parts of her soul.

The first time Lyra escaped the phrontistery at Crescent Pack shealmost got lost. A phrontistery was a place where high ranked young werewolves schooled. There was only seven phrontistery in the world. One located in each continent. Lyra’s pack, the Moonstone pack, was situated in West Virginia, United States, North America. The Crescent Pack was the pack in North America that had a phrontistery. It was located in New York, United States, North America.