Shameless Lip Gallagher Novels & Stories

He was practically a ghost in the business world, a billionaire tycoon known for his cold nature and ruthlessness. The reporter went on. “Speculations about Hawke’s sexuality have circulated for years. The fact that he’s never been seen with a woman only fuels the allegations.” A snort from behind me broke my focus. Jasmine, my best friend and partner-in-waitressing crime, leaned on the counter with a tray in hand, her face filled with disappointment. “I can’t believe it.” She said. “Lucas Hawke. Gay. And not just gay—psychotic.” I shrugged. “I’m more heartbroken that people like him are allowed to live good lives.”

'When did I start becoming someone I hardly recognized? After a brief hesitation, Liam decided to undo Gwyneth's shirt and pants one by one. If a servant were to witness this scene, they would undoubtedly be shocked. Liam was known for his cleanliness, and yet he didn't seem to mind Gwyneth's soiled clothes, allowing her to lie on his bed. It was truly an unprecedented occurrence. As Gwyneth's pants and shirt gradually slipped off, a faint chill enveloped her as her clothes vanished. Instinctively, she rolled over and cocooned herself in the blanket.

Liam’s voice was deathly quiet. Rachelle didn't even look at him. She kept her eyes on me, her lip curling in a sneer. “You should be ashamed of yourself, Liam! Truly! How could you even consider abandoning a woman of Evelyn’s standing for this? For a wretched little slut like ‘this thing’?” She pointed a trembling, diamond-encrusted finger at me. I dropped my head, the heat of her gaze burning my skin. I felt like a specimen under a microscope, something meant to be dissected and discarded.

she pulled my hand so I could focus my attention on her angry but cute angelic-looking face. “If you claim to love mummy more than I do then what gift did you bring her on this special day?” Liam challenged, leaning in to look at her with a smug expression on his face as if knowing she had nothing. That was when I noticed his right hand was behind his back and that he was hiding something Lila’s face twisted in exasperation. She placed her pinky finger on her bottom lip, her eyeballs rolled up as she glanced above, struggling to come up with a response.

His wolf was as dark as night, with a large furless head and long gray horns shooting from the sides of it, with weed and branches tangled up between them like he had just dragged himself through the dark woods. “As if it wasn't enough that you broke pack law, you imbecile, You tried to have my brother killed. You threatened the throne…my throne in your murder letter!” He deadpanned in a tone that brokked no argument, but it was the slow smirk on Gallagher’s face that made me pause. There was something so sinister about it that the gulf in my gut tore wide open and I fell forward a step, wanting to shield Dante from its viciousness. Did we have their dynamic wrong this entire time? Was Galla

Her face twisted with practiced sadness. "Sorry." She sighed and coughed dramatically. "Someone tried to spread rumors about me, turning me into a liar in your eyes." "What?" I swallowed hard. My eyes burned as I watched her flawless performance. "You all know me. Lilith Mayer. I wish nothing but the best for those less privileged and the sick." She broke into loud sobs. A woman behind her tapped her shoulder gently. I burst into sharp laughter. "I cannot believe she is doing this." How shameless could Lilith be? She twisted the truth and used it to guilt everyone.

"You'll stop at nothing to get what you want, won’t you?" Layla's face turned bright red with rage, her eyes blazing with fury. "I'm not shameless!" she spat, her voice venomous. "Bella's the shameless one! She's always managed to steal everything I've worked hard for. She's a manipulative little...little..."

Lily rushes over to me, standing by my side obviously having heard a part of the humiliating conversation. I stand there with my heart feeling like it was shattering in chest, my wolf Shelby stepping back in shock as well. Chapter 5 Rafe’s POV I had been excited moving through the crowd to find the owner of the citrus smell as a female had caught my attention. I could not believe how beautiful she was. A cute round face, with the most beautiful green eyes twinkling in the light, full lips – perfectness. Was that even a word? It was the only way I could describe her – simply stunning.

If anything, I had only fueled her desire to prove something—to herself, to her little circle of gossipers, and most importantly, to Katherine. And this time, she wasn’t alone. Standing beside her was Mr. Gallagher, one of the senior managers. A middle-aged man with graying hair, a slight paunch, and a smug expression that made my stomach turn. He carried himself with the confidence of someone who thought his position in the company made him untouchable—someone who believed he could do whatever he pleased and get away with it. His presence made it clear that this wasn’t just about office gossip anymore. This was an ambush.

"It's my honor to finally get to have a coffee with you, Malcolm Galileo." Trails of surprise spread across Liam's face. "Malcolm Galileo?" "Yes, she's Malcolm Galileo," Padens answered. She was completely thrown off her guard to say anything. Was there even anything she could say? She only wished she could shapeshift into a tortoise and withdraw completely into her shell. Adrenaline prowled inside here. She could feel the heat erupting from her stomach. It made her face hot.