Yumi Lin Novels & Stories

Steven searches my eyes for a moment and continues with his speech. “We don’t know where”. I brush him off abruptly, turning my back to him as I run my palms over the floor till I find my phone with a cracked screen. I tap into the call logs and see Zainab’s number. I wait for her to pick up while clearing my throat till I make out a good voice. Though hoarse and dry, it will still do. 'Alpha, hey’. “Zainab, where is Yumi?” I go straight to the point and hear her breathe out slowly. ‘She left for Mexico. Had to see a friend over there’.

We walked to the club entrance and were stopped by a guy who looked a bit older than us. “ids please?” I didn’t have my id and I knew the club was for 21 and above so it would have been useless. Olivia smirked “excuse me? I’m Olivia Lopez and this is Camila Santiago” the guy’s eyes widened and he apologized profuse. He quickly let us in.

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

"What's so special about you that has everyone talking and putting such a high price on you?" "I thought I told you to mind your own business," a woman comes from behind him. My eyes are still fuzzy making it hard for me to see too far. Kane moves out of the way to reveal a lady in her late twenties. She has long mousy brown hair and is tall and thin.

She tries to open her eyes but , she can't . Suddenly , so many pictures enters her mind . She is Wu Lin . Twenty eight years old . Her eldest daughter Hua Ling thirteen years old , her second daughter Hua Jing nine years old and her youngest son Hua Ming five years old and she were abandond by her husband's family in a hut at the end of the village as her eldest daughter is sick and her husband had died two years ago in the winter. Since then she bad her children had become the family slave .

Lena's POV. I hummed a sweet, melodious tune as I walked down from the market with a bag of groceries in my hand. I couldn't get his voice out of my mind. I was excited. Too excited. He promised to marry me, he promised to make me his Luna. And even as I silently flung open the door, I could hear his voice in my head. Literally. “Yes! oh god! Yes! Come on, fuck the shit out of me” a loud moan snapped me out of my head. I froze looking straight ahead at the couch.

I was just Annie, but I had eyes. The journey back to Silver Sword territory took exactly three long days. Every step was like a mountain to crush. My twins, Leo and Laman, were only eight months old, and they already had too much power even with their small bodies. Very quickly in the morning, I strapped tight against my chest and back in soft cloth slings. Their warmth pressed into my skin, but their strong Alpha scent was filling me up. I applied herbs to their clothes instantly, to keep them safe from danger.

Lin Shi clear her throat as she smiled "You both can continue.I'll be excusing myself now." Tang Li giggled a bit as she said "Didn't you want to meet your brother-in-law? Meet him, my hubby, Mo Yuhan." Her voice was low and only audible to the three of them.She turned to look at Mo Yuhan as she said "Meet her, Yuhan.She is my best friend, Lin Shi.I have another best friend too, but she is abroad.When she comes back, you'll meet her.We three are not blood related yet we are like sisters."

There was a knock on her door, “Who’s there?” “It’s me.” He opened the door. “Ellaine—” “I go by the name of Inwë now.” She should draw the limits now. “Are you going back to Earth?” It hurt Finrod’s pride to hear himself asking pathetically. “Yes.” Inwë turned her back. She can’t take seeing Finrod’s face a bit longer when she was about to go home. She’s afraid she can’t leave him. But she had to pull herself together. They can never be. A witch’s life is a life of reclusion. And besides, Finrod has a world to support.

“If someone’s trying to use my company against my husband, I’m not sitting in an office waiting for answers.” Lila sighed, falling into step beside her. “Then I’m coming with you.” Yumi’s apartment was in one of the city’s upscale complexes—minimalist, expensive, and tastefully decorated. When they arrived, Elena knocked firmly, and a moment later, the door cracked open. Yumi appeared, pale but still striking in her simple loungewear. Her expression flickered in surprise. “Elena?” she said softly, switching to English. “This is unexpected.” Elena offered a polite but tight smile. “We need to talk.”