Tru Haley Novels & Stories

"Okay." She was about to get in when a familiar voice rang out. "Halsey." She turned. It was Sierra. Halsey froze. "Oh, hey, Sierra." Sierra glanced at her, then at Shaun. "Who's this?" Halsey introduced them warmly. "This is my fiancé, Shaun Lane. Shaun, this is my classmate, Sierra Fletcher." Shaun gave Sierra a nod—polite, distant, and noble. Sierra said, "Hello, Mr. Lane." Halsey asked, "Class is over. Aren't you heading home?"

She explains. I honestly didn’t give the camera a second thought after I realized that I forgot it at the barn. I was worried about getting Gabe to the packhouse and then I was busy trying to take care of him while he recuperated. “I also hear that you helped my little girl too.” She beamed at me. Then she grabbed my hand to examine my palm. How did she know? “It’s alright Hannah, you can trust Christine”, Gabe tells me seeing that I am anxious about this conversation. Christine goes on to explain that she works as a researcher for a nonprofit that was established by a coalition of packs in the area.

Jesus, did she have a death wish to chase storms like these? You don’t know me anymore. Hailey had said that when they were together in Amesport. Turns out…she was right. “She has a whole secret life nobody knows about,” Jayden muttered, pissed and troubled. Where was the shy girl he had known? The quiet, sweet young woman from before college? Every time he’d seen her since that day, she’d been quiet and subdued, showing nothing of how much she’d changed. “We all have our secrets,” Terrence said solemnly. “She’s done a lot for her age. She sells many of her photos to major publications and is already highly respected in her field.”

To her, he was a man who couldn't bear to be apart. She motioned for Kyle to wait and stepped to the window. Sunlight fell across Haley’s face through the window. She angled the camera carefully, making sure she looked healthy. "Busy?" Rhett’s low voice came through. He was in his office, the city skyline visible behind him. "Just finished some meetings." She smiled, bringing the camera closer. "See? I'm fine. Don't be concerned.” As she spoke, the lens swept past the window—and for a moment, a red cross sign flashed in the frame.

So Haley did the only thing that made sense. She went live. "Haley," Katherine said through comms with the deadly calm of someone managing seventeen disasters and adding an eighteenth to a spreadsheet, "explain why I am seeing your face on every public channel." Haley adjusted the cracked phone camera, wiped blood from her cheek, and smiled at two billion, four hundred million viewers. "Because myth feeds on recognition, and I am about to ruin its branding." Aaliyah made a sound like a woman watching arson become art. "I support this felony."

I took a long deep breath and pressed the speaker that is connected in the whole house so no matter where they are, they can still hear, "FAMILY MEETING NOW. DON'T BE FUCKING LATE." Let's see how it goes. While I was walking down the stairs, I felt my phone vibrate in my black trousers. I paused my steps, unlocked my phone and opened the e-mail sent from the officer. Once I opened it and saw the picture, I stood there frozen in my spot. There was a beautiful girl that looked to be in her teenage years. She had blue-greenish eyes that looked fetching. Her light brunette hair looked so soft and silky, and they were a little past her shoulders. Her face had had nothing on it, not even an acne s

The room hummed with restrained power, wolves close to the surface, every gaze sharp and curious. Chris stood at Adam’s right, shoulders squared, expression carved from duty and loyalty. Across the room, Adam met Haley’s eyes. There was no command in his gaze this time. No Alpha pressure. Only a quiet promise. I’m here. Haley squared her shoulders and stepped forward. “I’m not here to fight,” she said, her voice steady despite the storm raging in her chest. “I’m here to protect my children—and to tell the truth.” She told them everything. The bond. The manipulation. Veronica’s lies and careful poison. The night she left Silverpine with her heart in pieces. The pregnancy she hid to keep her c

However, she manages to stay upright and regain her professionalism. “Don’t worry, dear,” Haley chuckles at her obvious distress, “This is not a forced mafia wedding … it’s consensual.” The woman blinks a time or two, clearly trying to figure out if she’s serious or not. “Eh … welcome,” she then greets. “I’m Trixy. Can we start with the fitting?” She’s tall and lean, looking like an older gray version of Zendaya. “We’re still waiting for one bridesmaid,” Haley informs her. She nods.

She was only human and it's completely normal to fall in love with a man that is so romantic and caring. Hailey stepped into the bathroom and turned on the shower, letting the water fall on her hair. When she was finally okay and calm, she turned it off before stepping out of the bathroom. She slipped into a yellow short gown, carried her phone, stepped out of her room, and descended the stairs. Immediately she stepped into the sitting room, she sat on the couch and ordered her chef to prepare some noodles and omelette. She was really famished. Hailey turned on her phone and logged in to t*****r, she was so shocked when she saw the headlines on the media.

Kylo asked rhetorically as he looked at me with not sadness on his expression, but it was actually admiration. "We don't even know what will happen. He might not even likely remember me..." I said, expressing my doubts to him. "Oh, Hailey Hails." Kylo cupped my face with his hands. "Did you forget who you are? You're the most amazing woman I've ever met, and I'm sure Hunter feels the same, maybe even more. There is no darn way he will forget somebody like you. Trust me, when he sees you again, he'll be tripping on his feet and words trying to get you back. You are a remarkable woman, Hailey, and I truly admire you for how strong and how brave you are. It's not everyday a woman will go out of