Powerless Lauren Roberts Age Rating Novels & Stories

Her file was pulled up, and he turned the monitor so that we could all see it as well. During a rogue attack, Lauren had been found wounded and in need of immediate medical care. She was brought to the pack hospital where she was required surgery. Upon waking up, she informed Dominic that her mother and her had been prisoners of that rogue group. Her mother started a fight as a diversion so that Lauren could get away from them but was killed in the process. Lauren was only thirteen at the time and had been a prisoner since she was ten. She did not remember anything from before that, but the doctor said that it was not uncommon for trauma victims to have part of their memory blocked.

even Anna didn't know that, there is a total of 57 people training at the Duan base and most of them are in their early or mid twenties, the oldest person in base is actually 30years old. "You have a lot of courage coming here though, the training here is totally ruthless!" Anna forced a smile like she already knew, what does he mean by ruthless? "Oh, I didn't mean to scare you or anything.....you know what forget I ever said that, lets just talk about your legs" Jason quickly changed the topic, a few people had left the Duan base because of him and it he didn't want to scare another person away. "How long have you been confined to a wheel chair?"

"You get to gawk at half-naked teenage girls while you decide who's the sexiest." "Good point," I answer, rubbing my shoulder. "Lauren, are your friends all over 18?" I ask as she stands up and heads for my bedroom door. I swing my legs off the bed and follow her, my eyes glued to her near-naked ass. "What difference does that make?" she asks. "It's not like you're going to fuck any of them." "I just don't want any upset fathers, brothers or boyfriends accusing me of improper activities with any underage girls."

“That I must be married for at least three consecutive months to gain any rights to contest the power structure. If not, it all goes to them permanently.” I stared at him. “So… I’m your key to taking back what’s yours.” “Yes.” My mind reeled. “But why me? You could’ve picked anyone. Someone from your world.” His eyes darkened. “The reason I chose you doesn’t concern you.” I froze at his curt response. Threading lightly, I asked, “And what’s your stepmother like?” “She hates weakness. She hates anything she can’t manipulate. And you… well, she obviously has nothing on you.”

"You get to gawk at half-naked teenage girls while you decide who's the sexiest." "Good point," I answer, rubbing my shoulder. "Lauren, are your friends all over 18?" I ask as she stands up and heads for my bedroom door. I swing my legs off the bed and follow her, my eyes glued to her near-naked ass. "What difference does that make?" she asks. "It's not like you're going to fuck any of them." "I just don't want any upset fathers, brothers or boyfriends accusing me of improper activities with any underage girls."

"Please don't hurt him." Jacob's fist flies toward Lauren, but she's too quick for him. She catches his arm, twisting it around and using his own momentum to throw him to the ground. He crashes onto the floor with a heavy thud, and I wince at the sound. Lauren stands over him, her expression cold. "You're a trigger-happy kid," she says, her voice dripping with disdain. "I don't have time for your childish antics." Jacob struggles to his feet, but he doesn't attack again. He looks at me, his eyes wide with fear.

“What are you planning to do with these?” “Theo, sweetheart, look at me,” Lauren said, completely ignoring me as she focused on the little boy still crying. Her voice remained calm, filled with tenderness. “I’m going to clean your scrape, all right?” “No, it’s going to hurt too much!” Theodor whimpered, his eyes wide as he tried to pull his leg away. Lauren, however, gently held his hand and stroked his face, wiping away the endless stream of tears. “Hey, I’m your fairy. Do you really think I wouldn’t use my secret powers to help you?” she said in a loving tone, lowering her voice as if sharing a secret. “But I need the water so no one discovers my power.”

only reason I was seeing it was because it was her vision. When the vision was over I turned to look at the queen. I wanted to know why she was crying but I couldn't ask because she started saying that so many werewolves were dying because of rouges. I ran to the queen and hugged her and started to wipe away her tears and told her it's okay, that she was the one to save the werewolf world with her powers. The queen stopped crying and looked at me like I was crazy asking what powers. I laughed and told the queen that she was the most powerful wolf ever. That was why she was sent to live with humans. The queen wanted to know how I knew I told her that because I am her mate, I see everything s

His breath was slightly ragged, and his eyes were glistening with emotion. Despite being an adult, Lauren had a petite and fragile appearance, almost as if she had been born underweight. As she curled up on the table, she appeared delicate and vulnerable.

He is probably sending one of his best-camouflaged minions to do the filthy dirty work for him. "Oh, Loretta," Lauren yawns for the seventeenth time. "You watch way too many cartoons," she says before turning away from Loretta to sleep. Stuff like this doesn't just happen in cartoons, Lauren. These are movies about stuff like this. Plus, it could happen in reality. It could be happening now as we speak. " "Whatever Loretta," Lauren drifts off, "your voice is drowning, I can't hear you anymore." “Lauren, whatever you were, you were always the type to drift off in a matter of seconds. Well, in situations like this, there are always the unfortunate ones.”