Taylor Thorne Novels & Stories

“So are you.” Rowan did not smile. “What are you searching for?” Thorne considered lying. He had lied before. It came easily with age. But something told him Rowan would see through it tonight. “Truth,” he said instead. Rowan approached the table. His eyes scanned the page. When understanding flickered, his expression hardened. “You believe it too.” “I do not deal in belief,” Thorne replied. “Only patterns.” “And what pattern terrifies you enough to sneak into the restricted archive?”

All of it… over. It felt like a miracle. A real one. "Who… who are they?" I finally asked. "The Thorne Foundation? Why would they do this?" "I don't know!" Mrs. Byrne said, throwing her hands up. "The woman on the phone just said they 'like to help the community' and that 'someone told them about Havencrest. Maybe someone we helped? A long time ago? Someone who did well?" She hugged me tight. "It doesn't matter why, my dear. It just matters that it's here. God heard us."

Taylor stood an inch or two taller than Cliff, had the shoulders of a manual laborer and the hands of a welder, covered with small burns in varying stages of healing. He swept his little sister into a bear-hug, which she returned with obvious enthusiasm before turning to hold out her hand to Cliff. ‘Come and meet my brother,’ she said. With a reluctance he didn’t quite understand, he did so, stepping forward slowly. “Taylor Morrison, Chiff Foreman.’ As the two men shook hands, taking each other’s measure, a tall, rounded brunette flung herself down the steps to the front yard and embraced Lynne with the same kind of glee her brother had evinced.

I am enemied to both Palarayden and Oenardil. I sighed, I was stuck here. I was going to have to marry Duane and I would never be able to see Abran again. I heard someone walking up the path towards my door. I quickly picked myself up and ran to my room. I hid the letter in my pillow case as I heard someone knock on my front door. “Who is it?” “Its Duane” I sighed and walked back down the hall to the door. “Just a minute” I unlocked the door and opened it half way positioning myself in the gap. He was standing there with a relatively large black box in his hands.

“Arianna is an only child, you have the wrong woman.” “I am Theodore Der Mandant,” he said, looking at Viktor who tensed. The man’s family was well known, and we knew that killing him would end up getting us in trouble. It wasn’t just about him being a messenger right now, it was about who HE was. “I do not make mistakes, and judging by your fumbled expression, I take it that you are well aware who I am, Alpha Dean.”

"I told you never to come here. What are you doing here? Now get the hell out." Dean's words anger me even more, and I chuckle as I look at him. "Really? Are you asking me to leave? I guess no one knows the truth yet, that the person they all call Luna is nothing but a second wife. Tell me, Dean, how would you feel if everyone found out that the lady standing here is a lycan Luna and that the child she gave birth to belongs to the lycan Alpha? I chose to stay silent all this time so as not to hurt you, but have you ever thought about how much you hurt me when you cast me aside? I waited, thinking you would come back to me and apologize, but all I got was silence and nothingness. You hurt me

The air inside the Airbnb was tense like it could explode any second. There was a kind of desperation hanging over everyone. Marcus Thorne had officially made Leah a target. This wasn’t just about stopping a worldwide disaster anymore. It was now personal. Thorne wanted revenge on Leah for digging too deep into his evil plans. And for Leah and the rest of the team, it had become about surviving and making sure Marcus Thorne paid for every life he ruined and every secret he tried to bury.

She was halfway to the entrance when someone stepped into her path — a guy with messy blond hair and a bright, easy smile. “Hey,” he said, offering a friendly wave. “First day?” Amara froze. Old instincts screamed at her to run, to hide. Don’t trust anyone. But she forced herself to breathe. “Yeah,” she said softly. “First day.” The guy smiled wider, clearly trying to be charming. “I’m Tyler,” he said. “I’m part of the student welcome team. If you need any help finding your classes or, uh, just someone to show you around…”

He says then picks me up suddenly and puts me on the bed. He kisses me and we both moan as it becomes more intense than I thought could be possible. Then he makes sweet love to me. The coming two-three weeks go by peacefully and also sweetly. My period came and I also got to know from Dhani it is not necessary that I can get pregnant immediately but it can happen anytime too. The school has gone way more better. Children come to school with happy faces. Soon the time for the Keeper's Game will come. The announcement has already been made prior one week before. So the contestants will have two weeks preparation time.