Nora Roberts Under Currents Novels & Stories

“I’m afraid so, piccola.” He approached the control panel and opened up the small cabinet. Leone picked up the receiver and spoke, but the pounding of her heart drowned him out. As the space was closing in around her, Norah took a few deep breaths. “Are you all right, Norah?” “Fine,” she spit out in between gasps. “Right now, I’m just a little claustrophobic… And we are suspended over a bottomless hole, so… I’m good, no big deal.”

⇜ ♡♡♡ ⇝ LUCAS. A warm smile tugged on my lips the moment Katarina ascended to the stage with Sofia and Celeste. She had a rose gold strapless gown with a sweetheart neckline that perfectly accentuated her collarbones. All of them looked beautiful, like goddesses, but I knew in my heart that in a room full of beautiful females, no one could beat my Luna.

Chapter 51: The Sovereign Horizon The morning sun came up over the East River. Filled the Brooklyn studio with a nice bright light. This light made the room feel fresh and new. Elena stood by an old oak table. Her hands were flat on the table. In front of her were the real books of the Nora Vale Imprint series. The Nora Vale Imprint series was finally done. The covers of the books were simple and nice to touch. They did not have the pictures that people usually see on digital books.

At the dark water visible between the cliff edge and the skyline, moving the way it always moved like something that had been doing this since before any of them existed and would be doing it long after. "Then he's either very honest," she said, "or very strategic." "Could be both," Demi said. "Could be both," Nora agreed. She turned back to her thesis. Outside, the island settled into its nightly quiet, the specific silence of a place that was ne ver fully asleep, only waiting. Somewhere in the main building, in an office with a sea-facing window and two cups that had gone cold, a decision had been made and not unmade. Nora read until midnight. She thought about it six more times before she

I held the fang, my finger tracing the runes carved into it. It was heavy as it carried a lot of history, promises… And now, a deceptive eternity. "Your Highness." A charming voice greeted Daniel respectfully, and we turned to find an Omega standing under the shade of the doorway, holding a map. "Here are the charts of the Rogue movements near the northern border. The generals are already waiting in the antechamber." If I recalled correctly, the Omega's name was Anna—Lulu had told me about her. Daniel frowned ever so slightly, but that reaction was gone in a flash.

‎Aleksei and I exchange a look. ‎That is the third time the location has surfaced tonight. ‎Which means it is real. ‎Or it is bait. ‎Possibly both. ‎Another message buzzes through my phone before we leave. ‎A new image. ‎Closer this time. ‎Nora’s face fills the screen. Her lip still bleeding faintly. Eyes sharp despite the exhaustion. ‎Defiant. ‎Alive. ‎A single line follows beneath it. ‎She talks about you in her sleep. ‎Something in me snaps.

“She’s fronting the AI integration model for RO Solutions.” “Right, do you—” “Later,” Arlo cut her off quickly, his posture shifting as he caught sight of Nora moving down the inner hallway. “We’ll discuss this later.” Celeste smiled. “Fine.” Nora walked out, a bright, genuine smile breaking across her face the second she saw him. She bid Celeste goodbye, and Arlo guided her down to the passenger side. As they drove through the Manhattan traffic toward his private residence, Nora kept staring out the window, her brow furrowing slightly as the car turned onto a very familiar, tree-lined avenue. When the sedan finally pulled into the underground garage of a massive high-rise, she looked over a

“Show me.” Nora held his gaze as she slowly pushed her skirt up. She wasn’t wearing tights. Her plain cotton underwear was visibly damp at the center. She hooked her fingers in the waistband and dragged them down her legs, letting them fall to the floor. Then she spread her knees slightly on the edge of the table. Cassian’s fist tightened around his cock.

“Why would you even—?” “Because of this thing between you and Noah? It’s not clear. You can’t keep living in limbo. If he wants you, he’ll come for you. If he doesn’t? You move on. Period.” Mira crossed her arms. “You said you were ready to move forward. So do it.” Nora stood there, silent. Her fingers twitched at her side, brushing over the silk of her dress. Her body looked different tonight—bold, sleek, desirable. But her heart? It was still the same.

She reached for her robe, then grinned and hung it back on the hook. Nora flicked out the light and padded barefoot down the hall to her bedroom. She felt her thighs rub together, her breasts swing just a little from the weight, and felt the nipples stiffen in the cooler breeze of the hall. The thought of her nephew waiting for her in her bed, with his eight inch cock raised like a flag pole in anticipation, and with the knowledge that he was about to thrust that hard member into her, was the greatest thrill she had ever experienced. It caused the moisture droplets to collect on her pink inner and outer lips. She hadn’t been this excited on her wedding night. Nora waited for a moment then sl