Mina Twice Novels & Stories

She cuts the mindlink. I compare the photos of the women. Minnie’s features are more angular and defined. Paars has a rounder face and pinched features. Minnie’s hair is much lighter, but their eyes and eyebrows have a similar shape. Chances are, they’re not related. Two female lone wolves, similar in age, from the same region? What are the chances? There are only a few packs I know of in the Netherlands. I feel like the answer is just out of my reach. I guess Carly will let me know in a few hours. A knock interrupts my thoughts. I look at the clock. Already seven a.m.?

Mine is Scott by the way, no matter how stupid or dumb he is, he is still kind of cute Till later humans 💙💙 See you when I publish the next story💙

"One of the men... the digital researchers found a lead at one of the record labels in California. They searched all over New York and Phoenix, just as you instructed, but there was no facial resemblance to Evans. So, according to them, they went beyond their original assignment and started looking into other states. There was a match, but not under the name we know her by. She was registered as Claire Simon." "So you're saying this girl is my girl, but with a different name on the registry?" "Uhm... Boss, not one hundred percent, but they're confident." "Williams, when I ask a goddamn question that deserves a yes or no, you give me a goddamn yes or no!" My voice echoed across the living roo

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

I paste on a neutral face for no one. Back at my desk, the chat bubble appears. CB_OFFICE: Thanks for moving fast on the boutique order. Add one more set—the red slip in smaller size. Returning client prefers adaptability. ME: Done. CB_OFFICE: Good work, A. A again. Not Alie. Not Ms. Lynds. A, like a secret nickname in a mouth I can't see.

"Who is Marissa?" "Who is Marissa?!" her mother laughed, "why Marissa is our all mighty protector. She is the one out there working hard with her council of witches to shield and mask us away. Silly girl, we couldn't have done it without her. They believe in the work we are doing. They are under our pack control. Anyways, it won't be long till you're free to leave this basement."