Solara Franklin Makarim Novels & Stories

I wanted to cover them, but Marcel wouldn’t allow it… I believed that it was his own way of showing the claim he was having over me. “So,” she murmured. “You and my son have been… active… it seems.” Heat crept up my neck, but I didn’t look away. I refused to. “I don’t have the makeup to cover it up. I am embarrassed walking around with the marks, but Alpha Marcel seems to enjoy seeing them, and even if I wanted to, I have no way of trying to cover it.” She nodded, and I could see her chewing the inside of her mouth as she clearly debated on how to respond to what I just said.

she laughed. “But I loved you, I did everything you wanted, I even fought my father for you…you were the lady with Allen in the club,” I cried. “How could you?” “I am sorry…” she said, her voice dripping in mockery. “I was ahead of you, did you think that you could dump me after giving you a son?” Allen moved the phone away. “Mike, I really wanted you to see me take over The Rodriguez's group, but Maria is just being a bitch right now…and you are not cooperating, I can't let you destroy all my years of efforts…Goodnight Mike,” he said cutting the call.

The Devotion Pack has been almost empty, after the Alpha disappeared, and rumours of Phantom Wolves roaming around scared Pack members away. Adrian crosses him from the list. "How about Grayson?" I hesitate, lifting my head from where I was brushing lint off my jeans. Grayson? "Who's that again?" I ask. The name Grayson doesn't ring a bell in my head, which is strange, since I'm familiar with most Alphas. "Alpha of Freedom," Adrian informs me. No wonder. Shaking my head, I slip off the edge of the desk, and take the pen from Adrian's hand, proceeding to draw a thick red line over the name. My blonde haired assistant stares at me as I resume my spot.

She aforementioned, sardonically. Drake stopped walking and glanced at her. “They had their vacation until I let them back in my house. You’re my slave, so do not defy my commands,” he answered coldly before walking out of the maid’s room. After failing twice, Drake put her in the maid’s room. Emily went back to bed, but Leia interrupted her thoughts. ‘Get up, Emily. The Alpha King is getting pissed right now,’ she informed. ‘Let him. I don’t care,’ bluntly she replied.

After breakfast I change into my white transparent tiny bikini the bottoms are a thong my mother bought this for me when I was sixteen I have never worn it until today Mr Parker has a couple of his Friends over playing porker in the pool house which is facing the loungers in the pool I wear a bikini cover over it with flip flops walking next door. I already texted Kaylee, Carson and his friend will be there with one other friend of ours Julie. When I get there the guys are already here Carson is already in the Pool the friend who's name is Ryan is hot dark mocha skin ,inky black hair and dark eyes Maybe he will work well in my stage two plan to seduce Mr Parker.

It made sense that the snow might be a little intimidating, since I assume this will be her first time amidst it, aside from when she first arrived. "So, to help those who are unfamiliar with this Pack, I have a current Love Pack member to give you all an inside look to what life is like here..." Malik said carefully. All eyes found me. He could have picked Macie for this...He could have picked Macie, the outgoing, confident speaker who would have given everyone a real look into how people lived her. How was I supposed to fully know, when I spent a lot of my teenage life locked away with a book in hand, and cookies baking in the oven.

She didn’t know that I knew what it felt like to be blamed and shouted at for something that wasn’t one’s fault, to begin with. Clarissa balanced the tray in one hand while opening the door with the other. I followed her out of the room. The crying session prior to this, the self-loathing and demeaning session oddly made my heart feel lighter. “Is this place always quiet and calm?” I asked as we descended down the stairs. Clarissa, who was walking slightly behind me, unlike Margaret, replied, “Yes. Very few people serve the alpha. Beta Marcus also stays in a different residence but he looks after the office so every morning till night he works from the office in this residence.” She abruptly

“Forgive me. Alpha Lorenzo D’Amaris. But I choose to go by Mr. D’Amaris when it is amongst humans.” The name didn’t ring a bell, though something about it made my wolf stir uneasily. “Mr. D’Amaris,” I said carefully, returning his smile. “And what brings you here? I was told that you were interested in an investment proposal.” “I heard of your plans for a new independent firm,” he said, his gaze sharp but warm enough to disarm. “A bold vision, Luna. I admire that. I’d like to be your first investor, if you’ll have me. Given that I am not from your council, I believe that having something of your own should give you a bit of an advantage.”

He's constantly checking in on me, and unless I can go with him, he's cancelling any pack duties that are away from the pack lands, and I hate that I'm putting him through this. We step into the doctor's room and take a seat just as a female doctor walks into the room. "Hi, Harriot. Thank you for coming." Nick stands up and shakes her hand as he talks before turning his attention to me. "Bonnie, this is Harriot. She is a pack member and used to work alongside our doc until she decided to head for a new carrier. She is a qualified doctor and an incredible one at that. I asked her if she could come along to check you out as a second opinion and, luckily for us, she agreed."

They aren't just the band that performs here, they are also famous and have producer bands as well. Marvin is the pianist in the band. He is also adept at other instruments. "No, I still have a part-time job. Go ahead," she replied. Joseph Quinton and Mark Salazar also came down. “Won’t you take your payment first before going to your next job?” Marks asked, the beatboxer in the group. It was with Joseph who was the drummer of the band. "I'll take it before I go," Ameira replied sparingly. As for Ameira, she put the guitar in its bag. She works at an exclusive hotel in Makati, Manila, as a housekeeper. She probably has five jobs a day, so she barely has time to rest.