Read Me Lauren Connolly Novels & Stories

In the front foyer, there was a single light lamp that flickered on and off repeatedly. Glancing over my shoulder as the passenger door opened, Lauren joined my presence. She was dressed in brown leather jeans that was complete with a cotton blue lacy T-shirt. Her black heels that were crunching the gravel beneath her, only added five inches to her already ridiculous height. At five feet nine inches, she didn’t much more work. She was also wearing one of her favorite brown leather jackets. “So, you might wanna check this out,” she said as she leaned up against the side of the door, taking a drag of her vape and passing it to me while at the same time, showing me her phone.

“I-“ I opened my mouth to speak but shut it back. Taking a deep breath, I spoke again, “Audrey, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that.” “It’s whatever, Grace.” She waved it off. “You reached out to me to help and I’ll do that for you.” “Thank you.” Lydia and I both said at the same time Dean walked back into the living room. “I should probably start heading back now.” Audrey said, standing from her seat. “I’ll walk you.” I said to her. “Oh.” She said suddenly like she had just remembered to mention. “One thing I learned from being Connor’s assistant is that he stores a lot on his computer. So that would also be a great place to look.”

And Lauren was good-looking. "What's she like?" Wyatt asked finally. "The actress. Lauren." Nate pulled up the file, the one with Lauren's headshot and bio. "Twenty-five years old. Tall—about five-ten. Leggy. Long dark hair, whiskey-colored eyes. She's gorgeous, Wyatt. The kind of gorgeous that probably makes men like this Liam think he owns her."

“TMZ broke the story from an anonymous source … seems Connor, who usually avoids the spotlight, decided he wanted to get it ALL out in the open … on a Las Vegas condo property. It happened near the Strip – which seems very appropriate, considering how little clothing his female friend is wearing in these photos … “The woman has been identified as Lily Ross of Los Angeles. Ms. Ross worked for a big LA consulting firm until yesterday, when she was reportedly fired. Looks like she found other employment pretty quickly … “Our sources tell us $50,000 was paid directly into Lily’s bank account, and ever since then, she’s been accompanying Connor on a tour of Las Vegas, “Pretty Woman”-style … “We h

she asked me, and I immediately looked at Bowan. He brought his tablet in front of me, and I froze in my place when I read the bold headline there. “I can’t reach her. Carla said that Lauren is in a meeting with a few guardians of the selected patients. What exactly is she trying to do, Caellum? She literally declared war against them,” Joyce continued speaking frantically. I only read the first page that was on the screen of the tablet, but the corner of my mouth tugged. “They are the ones who provoked her first, Joyce, and you know your best friend better. This is nothing in comparison to what she can actually do to them,” I answered her calmly, took the tablet from Bowan, and continued wa

Connor replied, his tone cold. Taking a deep breath, Maya said, "Connor, I have some good news for you—I've located the true heiress of the Lane family."

A woman’s voice responds from the other end of the line. “Mrs Wellspring?” I grit my teeth at the title “Mrs.” Not for long now. Not for long. “This is Maddison Walter. I’m Aaron Connor’s lawyer.” My breath hitches, and my fingers freeze against my phone. The devil could get himself a lawyer? Impressive. Even behind bars, and with blood on his hands, he still finds a way to haunt me. Will I ever be free from the torment of this man? “We need to speak with you urgently,” she says.

But she took the phone from her friend and scrolled through Laura's gallery on her social media page. Her heart broke anew when she came across a few photos of the other woman posing with Liam's sisters at various social events. She sighed sadly as she gave the phone back to Lydia. Laura was clearly close to Liam's family, seeing she's so buddy-buddy with his sisters. "She's got quite a profile," Cassandra murmured as she looked through her phone. "She's twenty-eight and an attorney at Hayes and Jones." "Wait, isn't that where Isaac, your Hot Connexions match, works?" Sienna asked.

"The things she said, Lauren, I didn't believe anyone could say them about me. I was so happy. I want this so badly. I want to be an 'us', like you and Rick. But you said it before. I've never been in a long-term relationship, not with anyone. How do I not screw this up? I can't screw this up." "Oh, sweetheart." Lauren pulled me into a hug. "You'll do fine. Better than fine." She looked me in the eye and wiped away the tear running down my cheek. "You have an incredible capacity to love, Connie. And there's no secret, no trick to it. It's just love, and commitment, and hard work. But if you're willing to do the work, it can be wonderful." ***

She took a deep breath, her chest heaving, and slowly handed it over. Lauren hesitated. Her fingers brushed Mia’s, and for a second, she wanted to pull away. She looked down. Her eyes widened as they scanned the bright screen. Her mouth fell open, but no sound came out. “Oh no,” she whispered. “No, no, no.” The headline stared back at her in bold, black letters that seemed to vibrate on the screen: "COLT MOORE AND MADISON BAKER CONFIRM REUNION AND PREGNANCY AFTER BRIEF SEPARATION"