Mina Thorne Novels & Stories

she has to think of something else to live in peace with her child. suddenly something struck inside her mind, she went near the bed and grabbed her phone. dialing a number ver in hurry she waited until the person answers her calls. " Hello, Ram " she hesitated, as soon as he answered the call.

I atleast know that she my responsibility now and I have to protect her. I look at and see her opening her eyes and looking at boar and then around her when she see me she looks at me. And I look at her. Her eyes are dark brown. My grandma told me she was beautiful but she never told me that she has such mesmerizing eyes that you forget yourself. What am I even thinking. I ask her if she is alright and she says that she is ok and tries to stand up and but can't I offer to help but she says she would be alright. I tell her that it would not hurt her princess dignity if she will atleast take his one hand for support. For a second I can see fire in her eyes and think that princess word offended

She never really had someone to help her and she wanted people to know she could help. I gave in one day and bought us this little house that was run down and needed a lot of work. While we rented this small apartment. I worked on the house behind Sadie’s back. It was hard to pull off any surprises around Sadie. She always knew what I was up to. She couldn’t help it, but I did my best to keep it off my mind whenever I was around her and so far it seemed to work. Unless she knew and just wasn’t telling me. I didn't want us to bring our new daughter home to a small apartment. I wanted Sadie and my daughter to have a home that belonged to us. Sadie even made a new friend at school. Her name is

She fixed her dress as she noticed a few wrinkles, as if that would make her less old, scary and annoying, and then she strutted away. My stomach started rumbling again because of the smell of freshly baked bread coming from the kitchen. But eating was less of my worry now. I started walking to the exit, and before I could reach the lone door, I noticed a lady sitted in front of the fire. She was on the floor. Eating. “Martha? Is that you?” I asked her as I walked closer to confirm. “Mathilda, you scared me my child.” It was Martha. The head cook of the convent.

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.

Elara Thorne The locket in my palm felt like a piece of dry ice, so cold it burned. The voice of my mother, Queen Annalise, shouldn't have been there. She had died in the first winter of the Great Frost, her story closed and archived by the North’s own Typographers. "Mama?" Mina reached out, her fingers hovering over the tiny, stitched-eyed portrait. "Why is Grandma telling us to stop? We're helping."

She was starving! The inn was quaint with yellow papering on the walls, blue glass lamps in the corners along with a huge bookshelf on one end filled with an assortment of books and writings. There were round tables spread throughout and a staircase leading up to the rooms beside the bar. Rose loved the reading chairs in the corners by the bookshelf the most.... she may spend a night or two snuggled up with a book in one of those huge chairs. A kindly man stood behind the bar and introduced himself as Mr. McGrath the innkeeper. He had been expecting us and had two rooms prepared and a staff room for our driver. Sean’s room would be connected to Rose’s by a door that locks on one side....

*Tring* Before it could ring again, I pick up the telephone. "Ethan! This is Rita. Come down, I am dropping you home. I will not hear any excuses, I know you are hur-" I keep the phone immediately disliking the female’s tone the way she was trying to flirt with Ethan. Snap that bitch’s head! I stand up, not liking the closeness between me and Ethan. Dakota pulls my nerves to again gawk at our mate's enchanting eyes and swift him off his feet and carry him in a bridal style to the cabin and have him right now.

I had finished cleaning the kitchen, under the guidance of Margaret. She was an Omega and an elderly servant, whom to my knowledge, was Hawthorne's most trusted maid. She had decided to help relieve me of some duties and had sent some maids to replace me. “Take a break, Aurora. You will need it.” She said as she gave me a look of pity. She knew, they are knew that I’ve become Killeen’s new sex toy. However, I refused. “Don’t worry. I will take my break, when I clean the Alpha’s room.” I informed her and hesitantly, she nodded and I headed toward Hawthorne's room.

The anchor’s voice continued, calm and clinical, but the room seemed to tilt. “—details are limited, but reports suggest the Thorne matriarch is currently in critical but stable condition—” “Oh my God,” Mia said, looking up at the screen. “Margaret Thorne?” I forced myself to turn, to look appropriately surprised. My heartbeat roared in my ears. “What?” I asked, a beat too late. Then, softer, “Are you serious?” Mia nodded, eyes still on the TV. “Yeah. Apparently it happened really early this morning. That’s awful.”