Rory Keaner Novels & Stories

Kevin said and prepared to leave. “I am fine. I need to go and see someone.” Kelly said. The look in his eyes became excited all of a sudden. It seemed like the person he was going to meet was someone special to him.

There's also no way I'm about to shake his bare hand. "What business are you working on. Can I help at all, while I'm here?" Rylan questions. Kaden shakes his head. "This isn't something we need another opinion on, but thank you, Rylan. Dawn seems to have Millicent's problem covered, that's for sure." Is he trying to make Rylan mad?

If I hadn’t seen what I’ve seen and done what I’ve done. She leads me down the hall from her daughter’s room to her own, and on the way, Taylor tells me all about her mate, Cyrus, who is also the beta of Reid’s pack. Apparently the adjustment to parenthood has been rough on both of them, but Cyrus has stepped up more than she ever expected him to. Her hazel eyes light up when she talks about her mate, her wavy shoulder-length honey brown hair bouncing as she speaks animatedly.

Tory was angry, she couldn't believe Grace could be so heartless,she stood at the door staring at Grace who had no idea she was there staring at her while she eats. it's been two weeks since the little money Tory had on her had run out, ever since then both Tory and Grace have been surviving on the little food which was barely enough for one person, which Tory gets from few guys who where trying to ask her out, not knowing each time she leaves the house to go look for food for both herself and Grace, Grace would get something to eat with the money her parents sent to her.

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.

he said quietly, “I’d rather you know exactly what you’re dealing with. Or not at all.” Daire’s jaw flexed. On some level, he wanted to see this. Wanted the forest to weigh Kieran and render a verdict. On another, uglier level, he resented that Kieran got to prove himself this way at all. The elder’s pale eyes fixed on Kieran. “State your name,” they said. “And the oath you offer.” Kieran cleared his throat. “Kieran Hale,” he said. His voice came out rough. He swallowed and tried again. “Kieran Hale. Former Tribunal runner. Current pain in their ass.”

The first person I see the minute I step inside the club is Keiran. He's a bartender, works the bar frequently and he's my very good friend. Keiran is hot. Short blonde hair, one sleeve tattoo on his left arm. He's pretty tall, not that tall and he's attractive. He's literally the ladies' man. Most female customers who drink by the bar every other night always flirt with Keiran and drop him a lot of tips. He's beautiful to the eye and you just can't ignore him even if you try.

“They had to pull some metal out of your side that knicked a few organs. You had kidney damage, but they were able to repair it. The rest were minor cuts and bruises. You got lucky, Kierra.” “You’re telling me. I think I almost died.” “Why do you say that?” “I saw Rory. We spoke.” “What did he say?” “Basically, he told me to move on and live my life. He called Jonathan a Boy Scout but said he liked him.” “Listen to him, Kierra. You have a lot of good things happening in your life to look forward to, like being my Maid of Honor and planning my baby shower.” “When are y’all getting married? I don’t remember receiving a wedding invitation in the mail.”

I… I didn't know what to say to him. "Anyway, I asked Rory last night," Kelly said in the middle of lunch. "I invited her later but she has an appointment tonight. But she asked Martin to join us." Martin was Rory's nephew. He was also working here in the store, but only during weekends. I hadn't had the chance to meet him yet. "You'd finally meet him, Bianca!" Kelly smiled at me. "I tell you, he's gorgeous. But not as handsome as your husband, of course."