Meredith Shepherd Novels & Stories

About the Author Acky Loowa is a corporate trainer, a freelance host, a visionary and a happy go lucky underrated writer in Nueva Ecija, Philippines, who writes to express and not to impress. He is a simple guy who has a big dream and wants to inspire individuals through his work. Year 2020 when he won in a one shot writing contest with his story “GARAPON: Tapayan ng mga Puso” which caused him to take writing seriously. He can do writes all kind of genre but tragic story is his first love.

Moving out the door, it slowly closes behind me. Kate POV I have heard people visiting me off and on when I was semi alert. I had heard Colby begging me to come back to him, Lily crying and wishing she had been here for me. She told me a little bit about Jared, but I didn’t think things were going as well as she tried to convey. Beta Reid and Gamma John were in to tell me they had found our missing she-wolf. Between tracking the rogues who had escaped and getting some intel from the rogue they had captured; they were able to track her down.

“Yes, as Alina Thompson.” She paused typing on her computer and gave it a start. “Alina Thompson?” I nodded, feeling uneasy all of a sudden, the smile on my lips gone. “Yes, is there a problem please?” Her eyes grew wide and she forced a smile in a hurry. “Oh no. I'm sorry. It's just…. You look familiar, you are the ex wife of Barry Romano, —oh—I mean.” She said and looked away. “I'm really sorry.” She went back to her computer.

Rumors had it at the Force camp that Esmeralda was considered the direct descendant of Aife, the great-great-grandmother of a war werewolf who was said to have the strength of ten Alphas and the beauty of the Moon Goddess herself. Esmeralda was indeed a beauty with a plump but strong body, jet-black wavy long hair, and bright green eyes just like her name. What people didn't know was that actually, the direct descendant of the great Aife was the Nasriantra clan. And only the Nasriantra clan and Xander Wardwell, the secret warlock of Liberty City, knew this fact. Though I had never met Xander myself hearing from my dad that he was the key to all anomalies happening inside Liberty City. But it

Luis said to her and led her to his room. Luis turned on his laptop and quickly went into his email. He opened the mail. Sheila Williams, 25 years, caucasian, North Africa, Western Sahara. Luis went through all the other details of the lady. His eyes widened "This can't be," Luis said and Lily looked at him questioningly. "She's been dead for 10 years now. We need to speak with Nora?" he said. "Why?" Lily asked "She is related to Nora," Luis said and Lily gasped.

I can tell from the expression on Devin’s face that I have one as well. “Meredith?” Moeder calls to the crowd. Gael and Hakeem help Meredith, who is due with her pups quite soon. They “guide” her steps to the mother, though they end up making her take longer than if she had done it herself because of how cautious they are being. Finally, Meredith snaps, “I’ve been walking on my own for nearly 19 years!” She shakes them off and walks to us, while I try to hold back a laugh. Devin doesn’t even try to stifle his amusement.

No matter how long she has been in the industry or how much fame she has acquired so far, she would still never get used to that part of being a celebrity. Back at the entrance, A reporter who wore a black shirt with some gold Eagle logo at the back and his name tag at front, namely 'Rizzy Black' was busy making his news. "We're here at High Tides, a five star hotel! To witness a 23rd Seaphonia's Artist Award of the year 2022! We can see the great awakening from the Celebrities, they are all looking so extra that my eyes could go blind with their charm tonight!" He paused laughing dramatically before continuing.

she shook her head in disappointment, letting out a heavy sigh. I had no advice for my friend, so I remained silent. She was wild. I was Wilder. Now, I was living up to that name. At least, despite Meredith's many romantic encounters, her partners never exceeded one at a time. Although, she did cycle through them like a voracious reader flipping through the pages of a book. I clutched my stomach, feeling the pangs of hunger. "Tell me you haven't run out of groceries." "I haven't."

"Welcome to the family." I smile back. Feel guilty for the brief discomfort I'd felt. She seems lovely. I wish I had trusted that first flicker of wrong underneath the warmth but I am engaged to the future Alpha and standing in the center of a pack. I am being celebrated after spending my whole life wanting exactly this. Old Meredith finds me the next morning in the supply room. She has been healing wolves in Silverpine longer than most pack members have been alive. She closes the door and looks at me with an expression I can't read.