Hanna Corner の小説・ストーリー

I heard brief, muffled words before Ana interrupted. "What was that?" "Nothing," came the reply. "That's what I thought," Ana said, pouring her can of ginger ale into a glass filled with ice. Norah, who sat beside her mother, took a slow bite from her cheeseburger with raised eyebrows. I looked over to see Hanna rise up from where she laid on the couch, walking around it to meet us at the dining room table. We made eye contact and I smiled, but she looked away almost immediately. She had brown eyes, wavy, honey brown hair and pale, freckled skin just like her dad did. Apart from her feminine features, she looked nearly nothing like her sisters who were all spitting images of their mother wit

He recognized Hannah. “Hello, Mr Holland,” Hannah said with a smile on her face. She recognized the man. When she had attended a party with Arianna in New York, Arianna had introduced her to a few people and Mr Holland was part of the people. “I think I have met you somewhere,” Holland said and Hannah smiled “Yes, at the Bachelor party in New York City. My mom introduced me to you, my name is Cinderella Mackenzie….” “Arianna’s daughter, oh my goodness, “ Holland said and pulled Hannah into a hug.

The commander held my gaze for a moment before looking away. I turned back to Hannah. “Tell me exactly what you saw.” Her expression softened slightly. “I saw a room inside that building.” She paused. “And Cora standing there.” My chest tightened. Her voice dropped lower. “She looked injured. But strong.” That sounded like her. “She’s fighting,” Hannah added quietly. The words settled deep in my chest. Of course she was. Cora didn’t know how to do anything else. Anton studied Hannah carefully. “You’re absolutely certain of this location?”

Because standing in the middle of the path, and blocking our way, was Nicole, and behind her stood her pair of minions, Cassandra and the other one who I didn’t know. I stopped walking, and took a deep breath. Great. Just what I needed. Nicole crossed her arms, and tilted her chin up with an infuriating smirk playing on her lips. Then, in the most condescending voice I’d ever heard, she greeted me. “Hey, bitch.” Hannah instantly stepped forward, and her sharp blue eyes glinted with challenge. “Move,” she said flatly. “You’re in our way.” Hannah wasn’t scared of anyone and it was probably because of the rough life she lived.

All except one. A face that glared at me with a conceited smile. She had waited for this moment, she had waited to look me in the eyes with a calculative stare. Shania, drapes in a red polkadot gown and a black cashmere trenchcoat hanging over her shoulders. She let her ginger hair fall over shoulder with a braid at the two ends of her frontal. “Finally, we thought you were gonna have to cancel this meeting,” She smiled as though our argument yesterday never happened, like this was the first time we were speaking in months.

The Red Room is my only salvation to save me from becoming a berserk Alpha. I sit on my new chair, close my eyes, and feel the comfortable leather. This is good. Suddenly I smell vanilla and dew grass scent getting closer and stronger. I know who is about to come in, so I swiftly grab any file from my desk and pretend to read it. I see it's a cosmopolitan magazine, the cover page has a photograph of Madonna kissing some model, who is one-third of her age. I sense Ethan inside my cabin but one thing that catches not only mine, but also my wolf’s attention is,

I heard Hana laughing. When she finally calmed down, “Maybe you should find someone else to spread your legs for because guess what, I saw your man at the club getting dirty with someone else,” Hana said. Smack! Before I knew it, my wife slapped Hana across the face. “How dare you speak to me like that. Do you even know what that childhood friend of yours does for a living,” my wife asked Hana. “Orion owns his own business. He doesn’t do anything. He’s just really hot and good with his hands,” Hana said with a smirk. “Not that one,” my wife rolled her eyes. “Crown,” Hana questioned. “Yes, Do you know what he does,” my wife asked. “Security. Or something like that,” Hana said.

“I’m feeling better, thank you,” “Hanna we came by to let you know that we did find a body and your phone in the pond. Unfortunately, when we got the DNA test back we found out that it wasn’t your husband's body,” “What do you mean it wasn’t his body? I saw him shoot Noah then I heard him, throw him into the pond,” “I know you did Hanna we believe you,”

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Pulling his father away, he walked closer to Hanna. “She’s Hanna Jones, one of the twin Lunas of the Autumn Pack and Logan’s Luna.” Jacob lifted her face by placing his index finger on her chin. “We can use her.”