Surfacing Novels & Stories

Samson behaved himself, not trying to mark or mate Alayla and I have hopes that they can do this more frequently. When we get to the haunted forest, Reagan shifts back, and crouches down in front of Samson. My cocky wolf tries to stick his nose between her thighs, earning him a swat to the nose. “Knock it off, Samson, and listen to me. Do NOT lick the sprites.” He tilts his head at her and even I have to agree this is a very strange request. Why would we lick them? “I don’t know what it is about them that draws wolves to them, but licking a sprite is the same as marking your mate. So, if you don’t want me heading home tomorrow morning, keep your tongue to yourself.”

The thought of giving them that, of being that for them, sent a shiver through her. “Yes, sir,” she whispered. “I’ll do that for you.” Cade smiled, pleased. “I knew you wouldn’t let us down.” A pause, his gaze darkening. “We’re going to help you prepare for that,” he said. “We’ll get you used to being touched, so you won’t be sore when it matters. We intend to make you the perfect ‘surrogate’.” Her breath caught again, heat spiraling through her. The ache only sharpened.

They had better not make it obvious to Damiel, I don’t want Michail to leave soon. I turned away from my hypocrisy to face Damiel and replied in a serious tone. “Car aesthetic for now, I would just try getting people who need little designs and clear meddling that will accept my pleading to help change their car aesthetic.” I paused to catch my breath before continuing. “The only problem is I have to make them agree to me leaving my name beneath every car I design for them, that is the issue I think.” Damiel didn’t allow me finish when Michail placed ten keys in front of me and a tablet with different colors and finesse of cars.

He nodded and submitted our evidence. It was the complete redemption record for every single scratch card from the book Mom gave me at the start of the semester. 20 minutes passed. The judge frowned and looked up. "We have verified the codes on this book of scratch cards. Indeed, everything the defendant has provided is authentic. "This book of scratch cards cost 500 dollars. The total amount scratched from it was approximately 265 dollars. You intended for the defendant to live on just over 200 dollars for an entire semester?" Mom scrambled to defend herself. "She… She has good luck. Didn't she win five million? Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

In my mind? Is this day going to get any worse?. However I decide not to freak out, to at least see where all this is going to. Because I really need answers. Desperately. "Okay, so who are you? And why are you in my head?. Wait...better question. How on Earth are u in my head?" "We share a bond Azura. I can communicate with you through that bond". The sweet voice said again. Is that really necessary? That happens in real life?

“Just…when you’ve cleaned it up a bit. Gotten some of the goop off.” I laugh, a little, but groan when I feel the pain start to return. Cora climbs up onto the bed for this one, cursing a little at the lack of stirrups and the soft surface of the mattress that makes it harder for her to see what’s really going on. Roger tries to muffle his groan as he turns away, which perversely makes me want to laugh in one of the more painful and trying moments of my life.

LYRA I finally finished with the last person waiting outside my office, and I didn't waste a second before leaving. I needed a bath. As I started the water, my mind went back to what Darius and I had talked about. The "Savage Luna" nickname still made me want to laugh, but it also made me think. People were watching me now more than ever.

Once the temperature was to my liking, I stepped inside the spray. A hiss escaped my lips as the warm water touched my wounds giving a burning sting sensation. I was careful not to use much force to prevent the irritations on my cut and bruise while scrubbing my body. After I was done cleaning I opened a cabinet and found a first-aid kit as Andrea had mentioned. I found a gel that can help cool down the wounds. After applying it to the purple spot, I took out a bandage and started rolling it over the bad areas.

The nurse bows deeply to Aurora; the city Luna is famous in Crescent Stone City. I change into a gown and walk back. I lie on the bed with my back against the mattress, and the nurse applies some slimy gel to my stomach. For some reason, I'm nervous. I glance at Aurora, and she smiles, holding my hand. " Are you ready to find out if you are having a mini Nikolas or a sweet Lauren?" she asks. " I'm ready," I brace myself. The nurse rubs the machine over the cold gel, and I hear it. My baby's heartbeat. It is strong. The nurse and Aurora are smiling while I'm overcome with emotions.

It was amazing. “I love you so much aura” he said again and walked away towards another chair that she didn’t know was there. Her eyes opened wide as saucers when she saw him strap a guitar to his body. Was he going to sing? She had never heard him sing before. “This is for you, my love” Then he began slowly Watch the sunrise along the coast As we’re both getting old I can’t describe what I’m feeling And all I know is we’re going home So please don’t let me go, oh