Riley Thorn Book 5 Novels & Stories

Arthur replied. “And I want Mavric Thorne to watch his own wife destroy him.” The Thorne family’s internal war had only just begun just as Liora felt she had won everything. END OF CHAPTER 49..

The engine is still off, the street is also quiet but my mind isn't. Riley is probably asleep right now. Curled up in that big T-shirt she wears, bare legs and messy hair on the pillow, probably dreaming about her lover boy. I grip the steering wheel until my knuckles go white. One day I’m gonna loose all control and when I do, there won’t be any stepbrother rules left to save her.

He was the leader of all the warriors in the pack. "You're sure you saw this book with her, Mark?" Sharon asked, still inspecting the book and flipping the pages for reasons best known to her. Perhaps, she felt I might have torn a page or two out. "Yes, Sharon," he answered. "That's why we decided to bring her here, knowing that thieves aren't tolerated in the mansion." "Young lady, what's… Your name again, please?" "I'm Riley, ma'am," I softly muttered.

James and Alen only watched Riley's departure with astonishment. As Riley had expected, Rowena was already waiting for him at the place they had designated earlier. "Your Highness, I apologize. My training ended up taking longer than I expected," Riley said sincerely. Rowena smiled, "No problem. I understand." The girl immediately took out her cell phone and handed it to Riley. Riley frowned as he accepted it. "I couldn't smuggle in the book you wanted. So, instead I took pictures of the parts related to the kingdom," Rowena explained in a low tone.

Ava wiggled out from Thorn, Eli's wolf, and stretched herself awake. Their wolves played like puppies last night, and it felt so good not to have any worries. However, she couldn't help but feel there would be repercussions from last night's revelations. "Come back and keep me warm," Thorn said through their mindlink. "We have to get back. There are some things Riley would like to take care of before we leave." "Fine, but the next two weeks, you're all mine," Thorn said with a hint of a promise.

For the first time in a long time, I don’t feel like I’m bleeding out. This is strange. This is not the life we know, but it’s starting to feel like something we could build. The next few days turn into weeks and we get into a routine. Ryan teaches Kaelion how to play video games. He breaks the controller by accident. Twice. Thorne helps Elle fix a blown fuse. He’s surprisingly good with wires. Sylvaine finds a bookstore and returns with three paperbacks and a tabloid featuring werewolves as a “mysterious forest hunk.” She has become obsessed with human books and food.

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. The Very Thought of You (The Thorntons Book 2) Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Copyright © 2017 by Iris Morland Cover design by Resplendent Media All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of b

For a moment, the world outside this dark room crept back into her mind—the weight of her name, the legacy of Thornfield, the man she could never quite escape. She took the phone, exhaling sharply before answering. “Hello?” Daniel Thornfield’s voice was calm, unreadable. “Where are you?” Elara’s grip tightened around the phone. “Handling something.” “You missed an important meeting. And now, I hear rumors about an attack at a hotel?” A pause. His voice lowered. “Tell me you weren’t involved.” Her silence was answer enough. “Elara.” His voice carried something colder this time. “You’re playing a dangerous game.”

But should he have even had an opportunity to be truthful? "What is it?" I questioned. Riley responded, looking at the assembly of people, "Not here." "Too few ears." I stopped and then nodded. Inside. Not now. Riley spoke fast, his words clipped, back in the relative solitude of the tent. "Blackthorn has a secret fortress we have not yet found. He is shifting his army there getting ready for a strike that will wipe off us. "How are you aware of this?" Ava squinted her gaze and asked.

Despite his intimidating build, he radiated friendliness. “Aria Silvermoon, I presume?” He extended his hand. “I’m Ryker Stone, Beta of Blackthorn Pack. Welcome.” I shook his hand, surprised by the genuine warmth. “Thank you. Though I’m not sure ‘welcome’ is the right word when your warriors detained me at the border.” Ryker laughed. “Fair point. They were just following protocol. Unknown wolf entering our territory, they had to bring you in. But you’re not in trouble.” He gestured for me to sit. “Actually, you’re probably the most anticipated guest we’ve ever had.”