Under Currents Nora Roberts Novels & Stories

I squinted and gave the bomb expert a half-smile. "There’s no need to waste time with words.” "Just do your thing, and quick." He nodded and got down to business with his tools. I licked my back teeth. Great. Now of all times I was dying for a smoke. The afternoon in Safrana? It was blazing hot. I had been standing in the blazing sun for what felt like an eternity, and it seemed like the sun was trying to cook me alive.

Nora sat up from the her bed a d put on her fluffy flops. She then made her way out of her room. As soon as she stepped out of her room, she began hearing voices that obviously belonged to Rufus and Bella. They were arguing about stuffs she don't know and we're even raising hmtheir voices at each other. Nora got curious and wondered what could be the reason for their misunderstanding. Anyways, it shouldn't be her business, her prayers had always been for them never to have peace or happiness. Nora made her way slowly to the pool. Without wasting much time, she stepped into it and dipped herself completely leaving her head floating around the water.

We’re horrified of what we don’t know. In the little pot of people with no social class, the lowest of the lowest she was always like a diamond among stones. With her curly and long black hair, the slim figure, that mischievous smile and seductive look in her green eyes, Camila moved her hips here and there, behaving as the mother she was at day but not at night.

“Okay, listen. We target the tech philanthropists next. Young, rich, and eager to fix the world.” Natalia looked skeptical. “They won’t touch anything remotely linked to your past.” Nico smirked. “Which is why we’re clean. Transparent. And backed by Sienna Falcone. You have no idea how powerful her name’s become.” Sienna looked up from her tablet, touched. “You’ve done more in one year than I’ve managed in three.” Nico shrugged. “I owe you. And those women? They deserve a second chance. Like we all did.”

She and I freeze as we watch them disappear around the bend, ignoring us thankfully. “Those have to be more Gammas,” she claims. I nod. “We can’t stay here, or we’ll all die,” she cries before starting to drive. I keep staring out the window to see if anyone is coming our way, but I don’t see a single person. She speeds away, heading toward the city where we can find an entrance to the Underworld. I haven’t stopped praying since we left the estate. I hope everyone makes it out alive. But I know that’s not realistic.

It was rather unfortunate that Nora was standing on them bare feet. She was in the middle of nowhere, standing on an abandoned railway. All alone. Nora struggled to take a step ahead but the piercing effect of the sharp gravels won't let her. She lifted a foot to examine her soles and as expected, they were cracked and bleeding as if she had been walking on them for ages. Had she? She could go no further ahead but if she persisted there, she might never find help. Nora ignored the aching whacks traveling from her feet to her gut and set on moving forward. She as well ignored the tremendously huge bushes on either side of her which seemed to contain a variety of living organisms in it judging

She sobbed and I tried my best not to chuckle at her face. I nodded and smiled. This is where everything will start. We entered Oakcross that instant, not wasting any time. The two wolves disturbed the quiet and peaceful grasslands as they ravishingly graced their way. Silvanna was leading the way, she is the most excited one, I can totally see. Nero was just moderately running while my arms tightly wrapped around his neck. It was such a peaceful ride, and it still feels unreal. Having him here… and feeling his warmth. I wonder where this decision will take me. Either way, I feel like I have no regrets. Nero can take me anywhere if it will take me to the truth.

"Simply put, Nora was a slave that she bought on the dark web! Nora listened to everything she said. Not only that, but she's also thinking of buying a middle-aged woman who looks like Laura Jensen!" Avery's ankles went weak when she heard those words.

He couldn’t. Roman’s expression darkened. “Then she’s either a fool… or she knows something we don’t.” “Both,” Kael muttered. “And she’s got numbers.” Roman’s gaze flicked to Nora. “We move at dawn.” She shook her head. “No. We are moving now.” The streets of Vale were drowned in water and moonlight. Shadows moved along the walls, their eyes gleaming faint gold, the enemy pack. Nora led the charge this time, every step heavy with purpose. Her boots splashed through the puddles as she raised her hand, the mark pulsing like a living heart.

Luca just saved my life. We move back to back, covering each other in ways that feel both alien and instinctive. The blood between us, the betrayals, the lies—they don’t matter here. What matters is that Sabrina is upstairs, and if we fall, she falls too. But Nora isn’t here yet. She’s a shadow, pulling strings from deeper inside the estate. She’s letting her men bleed for her, because she always has. And that terrifies me more than the bullets. The chandeliers above us sway violently as another blast rips through the east wing. Shards of crystal rain down, slicing open cheeks, arms, throats.