Swavy Lee Novels & Stories

Paid back—with interest. For the first time in forever, the future felt like ours. The storm was over, and the sun? Finally shining.

Noelle, are you really worth him sacrificing so much for you? Noelle was unable to come up with a response. She looked at the woman in front of her, completely silent. Her reaction was within Leah's expectations, yet, she couldn't even muster a mocking smile. After taking a deep breath, Leah added, "Ms. Swanson, you're a smart woman. After everything I've said, you understand it, don't you?" Noelle remained silent, her gaze slowly lowering. Leah didn't say anything more. She simply stood up and walked to the door. But once she was there, she suddenly stopped in her tracks and said, "Oh, by the way, your daughter is adorable. You must love her very much, don't you?

she said with a sigh, taking a sip from her straw. Lilly had the face of an angel adorned with tattoos. There was one just above her eyebrow and several scattered along her arms. She had honey blonde hair, dark brown eyes, a mole above her lip, a septum piercing, and multiple piercings in her earlobe. Leah had shoulder-length red hair and caramel-brown skin that matched her eyes. Zeek had dark brown hair and eyebrows, with a small patch of white on his hand that he had turned into an art piece. I noticed he had vitiligo, which fascinated me.

"Scarlett." ******

She had on a black plaid skirt, a black hoodie and was wearing converse sneakers. He waved at me, how could he wave at me in front of her? Was our relationship that insignificant that she didn't need to be wary of me and let him be friends with me? Wow, that's cruel. I waved back and kept walking. ** At lunch, they came to sit with me, one of Adam's friends wrapped his hand around me and smirked, "Now that it's over between you guys, how about we get together?" "No thank you." I declined.

The highway smelled like diesel and dry grass, the kind of night where the air sticks to your skin even after the sun is long gone. Amara Reyes killed the cruiser's headlights a half-mile back, coasted onto the shoulder behind a dip in the road. She knew Jax's engine note now, that low, cocky rumble of a BMW tuned just enough to piss off every cop on 47. Lena Kane sat shotgun, boots up on the dash, scrolling her phone like this was just another boring shift.

He stepped toward me with his hand reaching for my face. “Your eyes are a rare azure blue and stormy silver. Like a gem. It must be hard to go around with eyes like those, and hair with that tint in it.” He grabbed a strand of my hair, and looked at it. His face was in awe, but also had a hint of wonder. What was he thinking? “My name is Layla. What is yours?” I asked again, trying to get an answer. He was still looking at my hair. “Theodore..” He dropped my hair, and stepped back.

replied Lily with all excitement. They said bye to each other and Lily threw her phone onto the bed and started jumping on the bed. She jumped down and went straight to the bathroom. Took a quick shower. Stepping out of the bathroom, she was singing and dancing to Justin Bieber's song Baby and swinging her waist left and right. She opened her wardrobe and selected a red elegant halter neck sleeveless cocktail party swing midi evening dress. She put on the dress and did light make-up. She let her hair loose and allowed it to flow down her shoulder to her waist. The wavy dark brown hair made her look extravagant.

Known for his diplomatic skills and extensive network, he was bringing news that could potentially alter their strategies. The sound of approaching vehicles broke Charlotte's reverie. The pack members straightened up, anticipation heightening. The sleek black SUVs, the typical transport for high-ranking wolves, rolled to a stop at the entrance of the compound. The doors opened, and Aunt Caitlyn stepped out, her presence commanding immediate attention. She was tall and regal, her long, silver-streaked hair flowing down her back. Her piercing blue eyes took in the scene before her with a mix of approval and curiosity. Behind her, Daniel Scott emerged, a tall man with an impeccable sense of sty