The Lonely Few Review Novels & Stories

Mom's frown instantly relaxed. With absolute certainty, she declared, "That's right. Freya is just too obedient. She only wanted to stand up for me. Unlike that wretched girl Aubree, she's nothing but a curse. It'd be better if she were dead." Patrick watched coldly, unwilling to waste his breath. Just then, the door swung open, and a young officer walked in with a grave expression. "Patrick, the surveillance footage from the convenience store behind the motel captured the suspect." …

Waking up with Lara in my arms was an amazing feeling. She’s curled close to my right side with her right knee resting on my lower abdomen. Not wanting to disturb her, I take myself back to last night. Last night was very unexpected. I didn’t expect to meet her two sons and their friends. I’m not against meeting new people, nor do I get uncomfortable like Lara. Even though I haven’t been with Lara long, I was hoping she and I would progress in the direction of meeting family. I wonder what part Sean has in her life because it looked like there is something more to their friendship. Whatever it may be, I will be in Lara’s life for as long as she allows me to be in it. A thought is te

Raze said wiping her tears again. “Hey, sorry to bother you two,” Daemon said coming into the room. “Speaking of the devil,” Raze chuckled making her giggle. Daemon looked at them confused then shook his head, “Anyway, um, Little One ate five chicken nuggets and some fries and drank all her apple juice. Can she have that ice cream now?” “Chocolate chip cookie dough?” Raze asked and Daemon smirked. “Oh, she’s why that’s the only flavor you will eat,” He chuckled. “Go figure.”

"Then you are in for a treat. I will order us fried chicken. He whipped out his cell phone and dialed one number, ordering food to be delivered to their spot. Selene stared at him in wonder, still awed by everything that was so naturally accomplished by him. Power, resources, and especially ultimately, he was kind to things that had always been so decidedly denied her; she had lived her life under the 'jag' of Jackson and Tiffany, who had made sure she never experienced more than the bare minimum. While they waited for their food to arrive, Alexander leaned back onto the blanket, an appearance of relaxed ease about him. "Tell me about your wolf," he said, his voice light with curiosity.

Antonio had ignited something in me, and I desperately wanted him to keep going. But the persistent knocks showed no sign of stopping. "Yvonne, I know you're in there! Please, come out. I can't survive without my TV," Larry called out again. His voice was growing louder, drawing the attention of other neighbors. Hearing that, I let out a long sigh. I turned back toward Antonio, only for him to lean in and press his lips to mine, his intentions clear. But the knocking outside went on and on. I knew Larry well enough—he was elderly, lived alone, and had no children. Watching old-fashioned cable TV was his sole source of entertainment. Without it, his days became unbearably dull.

Her breast was a little too big for her body, she knew that, so it always made her uncomfortable when she is discussing with a man and the man seems to mostly be paying attention to her breast more than her words. Finally, she introduced her to Justin, a movie producer, who happens to be reserved, unlike the lot she had met so far, it seems Justin, just like she would rather be anywhere else than here, she felt comfortable around him, and so they talked about each other, getting to know one another. Dari refused alcohol, partly because she had to go to work the next day, and also because she was still feeling the effect of the alcohol from two days ago in her system. At the end of the night,

He clasped a hand around Leo’s shoulders, pulling him along. Leo shot a last look of compassion at me and followed his friend out. It would have been so easy to trust that his sympathy was sincere, but I just got rejected by the one I thought I would be able to trust. I wasn’t going to make that mistake again. The omegas broke into laughter after the two men walked out. “Can’t even keep a mate, huh? A proof of your pathetic life.” I couldn’t deny the fact again: She was right.

"One of the ladies outside told me he occupied this room. Am I in the right place?" "My price depends on the service you want to ask me." I propose to her before I lock my eyes on hers. "how much can you afford to unfold someone's truth and...?" I could not help but cut off my words when for the very first time in history, my wolf found someone as pure as her. Pure in a way that my eyes could barely read what was running through her mind. In a blink of an eye, I can read everyone's secrets, but with this woman in front of me, her eyes were similar to an empty can.