Nora Roberts Under Currents Novels & Stories

“I was trying to help her. Trying to make her normal. But you wouldn’t understand that, would you? You’ve never been normal a day in your life, you wolfless wretch. I guess you two freaks are good for each other in that regard.” I opened my mouth, but before I could speak, Nora suddenly appeared from around the corner, her eyes blazing. She planted herself between Rosa and me, stamping her foot, and let out a little growl. I gasped, looking down to see her small fangs extended, and fuzzy little wolf’s ears poking out from her hair. Something warm and fierce bloomed in my chest at the sight. Rosa’s upper lip curled back in a sneer. “Still acting like a little animal, I see,” she said. “Some t

“I’m serious, though. Maybe you will grow wings.” “Shut up!” Nora and I said in unison. “Now, let’s surf, bitches!” Nora stood up on her board and manipulated the water to create a wave enough for swell. “Hey! You can’t show off your power to normal people, Nora.” I followed her, swimming in her direction. “Why not? We’re here to have fun.” “Really? Look at what you did.” I showed her the swell she created but against the current. “Oh, shit.” She swirled her hands in the water, and the wave broke down on Theia.

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.”

XANDER POV PRESENT TIME- NORA’S BEDROOM As I scroll through the dozens of messages in Nora’s phone, the higher my blood boils, it’s going to melt me from the inside. I am doing my best to hold on to my sanity, to not slip into the darkest parts of myself. Those areas I keep in the shadows, the parts I reserve for my work, not for her.

The glass walls were now covered in heavy blinds, the once minimal decor replaced with a plush leather recliner, a small side table with an assortment of oils and towels, and a discreet fridge in the corner, stocked not with water bottles, but with labeled glass jars awaiting their fill. Nora stood in the center of the room, heart pounding, wearing nothing but a silk robe that Roman had left folded on her desk that morning. The fabric kissed her skin as if it were complicit in what was about to happen. Her breasts, full again, throbbed with anticipation. She had only just arrived that morning, but already the ache had returned. It was as if her body had learned to respond to their presence,

“You look like a dish served to bloodshot eyes. Are you still avoiding the library wards, or are you just getting good at not dying from being electrocuted?” I chuckled softly. “Busy.” “Oh busy. Sure.” He waved a dismissive hand, brow quirking up as he crossed his arms. “But busy doing?” I started to answer, and then paused. Technically, I hadn’t stopped moving long enough to speak. Technically, it hadn’t even been a blink. But they both saw it. Nora stepped around the fountain toward me, fingers brushing against my arm. She didn’t start at the faint twitch of magic beneath my skin. Didn’t acknowledge it at all. But her smile faltered. Just a little. Like she knew something predatory slept w

Cole: Nora stretched into something warm, she curled into the heavy heat. It felt amazing. A scent invaded her nostrils. She nuzzled her head into the smell. It was amazing, like how it smelled after it rained. She felt something strong wrap around her and a deep hum came from it. Nora froze, realizing something had her. Her hand traveled over a very chiseled bare chest. Alarms going off in her head as she slowly opened her eyes. Very strong arms had her captured. The person pressed his face into her neck. Another soft hum escaped them as he inhaled. She pulled back slightly trying to see her capture’s face. She spotted the jet black tousled hair first. A piece of it fell on to his brow bone

He smiled, he slightly understood what was the mermaid wanted to say. B-But you never came back. I didn’t realize that my eyes were flooding with tears. “Why are you crying Nolan?” Orlene asked. I shook my head, “N-No, it’s nothing.” I replied. “It will be much better if you will not ask him more,” Amansinaya said. Orlene seemed to understand it so she just kept herself quiet. “Let’s go?” Amansinaya asked; we nodded at her. The setting sun was the last thing I saw as the time we went underneath the sea.

(Nora’s POV) I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of my new apartment. Outside was the brightest, busiest nightscape in the city—skyscrapers stacked like blades, lights pouring down like a spilled galaxy. The heartbeat of another Pack’s territory. I swirled the red wine in my glass. The dark liquid slid slowly down the bowl, drawing a clean, controlled curve. Behind me, Beta David reported in a low voice. “Nora, the stock prices of Smith Pack and Brown Pack’s companies have hit limit-down several days in a row.”

"Whatever she's planning, it happens in the next four days." I looked at the kitchen around me. Cam at his laptop. My father's coffee going cold. Outside, Seattle moving through its morning. "Come home," I said. "Tomorrow morning," he said. "Renner goes to oversight custody tonight." "Tomorrow morning," I agreed. I hung up. Looked at Cam. "A woman named Nora," I said. "British, Hunter-line, significant personal wealth. She's been running this from behind the ideology." Cam was already typing.