Nora Daniels Novels & Stories

Watching by the dark waiting for the right time to strike down, but at the same time symbolizing the great power Fiachra laid down to their family. Morrigan’s hand slipped away from Colfre’s hand making him look at her as she gleam brightly at him. It was as if the stars aligned when Colfre saw her bright smiles. She hoisted her dress and the soft rustle of her dress echoes around the silent corner of the hallway. Smiling wide she started to jump gracefully, her long raven hair dancing at her elegant hops and her dress rustling at her elegant strides. Colfre watches her as she bounces happily around the long hallway to her study. His eyes gazed at her with such gentleness and sadness, gliste

Nora’s POV “Do not move. Do not make a sound.” Marcus Hale’s voice stayed low and absolute against the back of my neck. His cock remained buried to the hilt inside me. My palms stayed flat on the polished conference table. The master key had already turned. The door handle began to move. City lights still glittered through the glass walls, throwing our joined reflection across every dark panel. I was Nora Blake, twenty-seven, the associate who had spent two nights learning exactly how little control she still owned on this floor. The thin fabric of my skirt sat bunched around my waist. My bare cunt clenched once around him in pure fear and he answered with a single warning press of his finge

She tapped the table quietly before looking up to lock eyes with Nora. “Does Daniel know?” Regina asked quietly. Nora froze, the question catching her completely off guard. She looked down at her lap, her throat suddenly going tight. Technically, Daniel was the only form of true family Nora had left in the world right now, and she hadn't told him a single thing about Arlo—or the fact that she was currently homeless in Thailand.

They didn't have much to take with them , so packing didn't take a lot of time . Nora shakes her head , moving forward slowly in pain . Her face however , remains plain and devoid of any indication . A tissue in her hand , she wipes away the blood on her mouth along with the trickling from her nose . For a second , Nova watches and flinches in her stead , feeling sorry for the pain she had to endure . She felt that she should have never allowed her to do it . Bringing her attention back to the phone , she sighs with relief when she notices that it isn't secured with a passcode . Now all she has to do is , d******d the GPS app so they can navigate their way out of this hidden town safely .

"Yes, ma'am." "Please wait," she said before wearing her glasses. I had only one word for Annabelle Siromani. Unpredictable. When she wore her glasses, her facial expression changed. She looked like an evil Egyptian queen. She literally looked that way. I began to wonder how someone could change in a matter of milliseconds.

Chapter Five. COLD OPEN. Nora's POV. The following day. “Can you close your eyes for a second ma'am?” the young lady who was hired to do my make-up asked. “Alright.” I sighed, and closed my eyes. She dabbed some concealer on my face.

“Her name is Nora. Thirty-eight years old. She works as a manager at the Bamford headquarters in Paris… where Mr. Bamford is based.” He hesitated. “That’s all?” Rosa asked flatly, her disapproval clear. “Well, that’s all the surface-level info anyone in the office would spill. So... I did some digging.” “And?” she pushed, already knowing she wouldn’t like the answer. “It turns out her full name is Nora Danyon. She was married once with two kids. Ten years ago, she was involved in a fatal accident that took her entire family. She was the only survivor.” “Wait—” Rosa shot up from her chair and began pacing, fingers tapping against her lips. “Danyon? Why the hell does that name sound familiar t

Nora replied from the bathroom. "Michael Daniels is dating Kayla." Sara said as Nora choked. "Are you okay?" She asked. Nora came out of the bathroom with towel wrapped around her body and toothbrush in her hand. "What do you mean? He is dating already?" Nora asked. "What do you expect?" Sara asked. She stood up and pushed Nora back into the bathroom. "Just do what you have to do before coming out here." "But.." Nora was about coming out again when Sara pushed her back in.

he hissed. “Fine,” Aion grumbled. The door opened, and Nora stood there looking hesitant. She was about five foot four, with brown hair, and brown eyes. She wore a simple, grey t-shirt, jeans, and a light, grey hoodie. Her shoes were a beat-up pair of sneakers. “Um. Hi.” Roman rounded the desk. “Hello, Nora. I’m glad that you finally came.” “Thanks…is Winter okay with him?” Nora asked, gesturing in the direction of where Winter and Aion had gone. “He didn’t seem like was too happy about having an extra person here.”

Paul turned toward Nora, who smiled at the two couples on the couch. "It's nice to meet you. I promise Jon will not get out. I will do everything in my power to keep you from having to testify against him. With all the evidence, it shouldn't be necessary unless you want to." Nora held her hand out to each person as she spoke. Natalia immediately liked her. She was short, probably no more than five foot two, with short blonde hair cut in a pixie cut. As cute as she was, Natalia could tell she was all business and could command a room. She smiled at her.