Novels by Kelly Lord

IsobelleIt had been a month since our excursion to Forest Hills. The boys had been spending the past couple of weeks training some new rangers. Now our communities all came under one banner, it meant shifters from all over Whitehaven could be posted anywhere in the state. They mixed teams into cats, bears, foxes, and wolves.Alpha Alec and I had been working tirelessly to ensure Whitehaven remained the sanctuary he intended it to be. We would always have a secure place to live and a stable home to raise our young. Those who lived in human communities had to remain hidden. It wasn't ideal. Not with the elite hunting them down.“Come, look at this!” Alpha Alec beckoned me to where he was standing at the opposite side of the laboratory beside the cryogenic chamber.Looks could be deceiving. Nobody knew that this high-tech lab was concealed beneath the fortress. My job was top secret. Alec employed me as a lab technician. I came to Whitehaven to study a rare species of wolf, and that was

IsobelleThe blindfold may have taken away my sight, but I could sense movement in front of me. Two fully aroused cocks brushed against my lips as if demanding I suck them. Two of my men fucked me to heaven and back as I unleashed my mouth on Mason and Grayson like a starving woman. Our grunts and cries grew louder and louder, but I couldn’t care less at this point. I alternated between sucking one cock from the other until I felt the orgasm build and pull my stomach muscles taut.“That’s it,” Lucas encouraged, feeling my pussy milk him. His breathless groans intensified with every hip-jerk.Alex growled as he fucked me harder. “Come for us,” he grunted, tightening his grasp.I stopped sucking cock to scream out my release. It began in my legs, my vision whitening beneath the black mask, my mouth forming a rounded ‘O’ as my body tensed and shook with the intensity. Lucas let go with a roar of pleasure, digging his fingers into the flesh of my thighs and jerking his hips with each ejac

IsobelleI gripped the hem of my dress and lifted it over my head, baring myself to them — and the lone sheep in the far distant corner of the green. Tossing the garment onto the grass, I observed the slack-jawed hunks staring back at me. Heat simmered behind each set of eyes, promising to devour me and swallow me whole.“Put your hands behind your back,” Alex ordered, letting the thin, black rope dangle past his knees.It draped from his fingers as he moved behind me, then began binding my hands at the base of my spine. The soft rope didn’t hurt, but it gave the slightest burn as it pulled tighter, securing my wrists together.“Kneel,” he commanded, and I obeyed.Lifting my chin with his fingertips, he kept my eyes trained on him. Kneeling on the smooth blanket, I awaited further instructions like a good submissive.It was only last week I took him for walkies around the forest and ordered him to fuck me against a tree.Our marriage was all about give and take and tonight I intended

IsobelleThe boys busied themselves in the kitchen, preparing a banquet for five. I took the time to freshen up and changed into a full set of black bike leathers with a surprise underneath. They did a double-take as I stuffed the Union Jack helmet onto my head and gave a slow twirl."I love my kidnap-iversary present. It fits me perfectly," I told them, appreciating their humorous taste.We hadn't even left the house yet, and the row of tents forming in my husbands' pants was enough to poke someone's eyes out. The salacious grins on their faces hinted I was in for a rough-and-ready ride, and I wasn't talking about the forty-minute drive to the mountains. I glimpsed Alex and Grayson slipping suspicious items into the picnic hamper. The pacifier gag went in straight after a rolled-up bundle of black rope, along with a blindfold.Mason gave the chinstrap of my bike helmet a gentle tug to check I secured it, then sent my ovaries into overdrive with a flirtatious wink. The dragged-out moa

Isobelle“Bye, Mom, we promise to call you every single day,” Faith's words came out as a rough sob as she flung her arms around my neck.I was fighting back the tears, holding back the floodgates as best as I could while my four husbands stood along our front porch with their heads bowed, their eyes trained on the weathered decking.It was uncomfortably hot. Whether we were sitting inside or outside, it made no difference at all. Summer was upon us, the birds had been fucking tweeting since the butt-crack of dawn, sweat was dripping down me like the falls of Forest Hills, making my clothes stick to my skin as if it molded them to my body. This was supposed to be one of those days when we could lounge around on deck chairs in the back garden, sipping on cold beers or a glass of prosecco. Instead, we were standing on the front porch, bowing our heads in mourning as if somebody had just died.“You better call me,” I warned, bouncing my watery gaze at each of my daughters, “or else I'll

Eighteen years later . . .“Faith, is that my Angora sweater?” Jasmine accused, glowering at her sibling.Faith was busy fussing over the cat, Tiddles. She focused on him, pretending not to have heard her sister.“Hey!” Harley raged as she stormed into the kitchen. “Who used all my deodorant?” She shook the empty canister in her fist as evidence.“Mom! These thongs aren't mine. You put them in my drawer,” Allyson bellowed. She flung the skimpy garment across the room, where they skidded across the tabletop. The guys all recoiled from where they were sitting, enjoying breakfast, eyeing the lacy thong as if it was diseased.“Get it off the fucking table,” Lucas roared, horror-stricken.“I'm not touching it!” Grayson refused, point-blank, and I saw the whites of his eyes.The joys of parenthood.I seized it, letting it dangle from my index finger. “Who do these belong to?” I asked, holding them up for all to see.Jasmine snatched them from me with an embarrassed huff. “Those are mine. Yo

KianJaxton called around early, just like he said he would. He hadn’t been able to sleep a wink either. Gia had fallen asleep during the early hours after exhaustion won over and dragged her into the land of dreams. Kellen woke up the same time as I did and helped me to feed the twins. Jax made Blaze some pancakes using bottled water he brought from the Clubhouse. The Clan leaders urged the local businesses to chip in and lend a helping hand. It meant that water and food parcels went out to those who were in dire need of aid, and it surprised us all when the Forest Hills ranger Jeeps drove through the slums distributing handouts. The once forgotten people of the Hills had been remembered, and this united us all under one banner.“Thanks for breakfast, Uncle Jax,” Blaze said after swallowing the last bite.Jax ruffled Blaze’s hair. “You’re welcome, Squirt.”Blaze craned his head back with a huge grin on his face. Gia shuffled into the kitchen at that point and helped herself to some c

GiaWe were getting ready to leave the lakeside park when a warning siren echoed around the mountains. Blaze screamed, my heart stopped with terror, and Kian and Dad shielded the girls in their arms. The few couples and families that had come to enjoy the weather began to flee back to their cars.“Mommy!” Blaze wailed, trembling as I scooped him up to run.A ranger Jeep came hurtling down the trail, announcing through a speaker phone that there was no need for anyone to panic, but they needed to evacuate the lakeside due to a suspected water contamination. People panicked and were rushing to get out of the lagoon.Like any frantic mother, I checked Blaze all over, looking for skin rashes, burns, or anything that might indicate he had been injured. My heart was in my throat. I saw other parents doing the same with their kids. It was our worst nightmare.“He didn’t want to go into the water because he didn’t want to get cold,” my dad informed me. “He stayed on my shoulders the entire ti

KianGia had been acting weird since she last watched me fight. She kept fussing with the kids, telling them how much she loved them. Anyone would think she had only weeks left to live. I told Jaxton that we would give the cookout a miss this time. Gia didn’t have much to say about that, but I could sense when my woman needed some timeout. I called up her dad and arranged for us to have a picnic at the park. I did suggest the forest, but Gia snorted with laughter and mentioned something about teddy bears and how humans made up stories about them having picnics in the woods. So, I scrapped that idea and bought a camping stove and some burgers.“It’s still a picnic, babe,” Gia mentioned, grinning. “And you’re still a big fuzzy teddy bear.”Kellen helped us to put the kids in to the minivan I bought, securing the girls into their travel seats.“The only thing fuzzy about me is my beard and my balls,” I retorted, ignoring her playful teasing as I packed our things onto the backseat.Our n

Kian“Can I watch you fight, Dad?” Blaze asked as he watched me working on my bike.I flashed him a roguish grin. “One day, Fireball.” I ruffled his hair.“Will you teach me someday?” he mumbled innocently.“If that’s what you want,” I answered, switching my biker head for my fatherly one. “But don’t you want to be something else? You can be anything you want to be. It doesn’t have to involve fighting,” I told him, wanting him to find his own path and not to follow mine.We had the means to give our kids a better life than we had. If Blaze decided he wanted to go to college and study to be a scientist, then we could afford to send him to Whitevale. It was the best damn college around. Of course, Gia would have to step foot into wolf territory, and she was still a little dubious about the shifting process. I couldn’t say that I blamed her. It was bound to hurt like a son of a bitch. I was lucky to have shifted at a young age. At least then the pain was forgotten about. It hurt less and

GiaWe said we would never go through all that again. All those sleepless nights, two-hourly feeds, and diaper changes were soul destroying. But three years later, here we were, bringing home our twin girls we called Ava and Aimee. Kian was besotted, as was Blaze. Between them, they hogged the girls and resented anyone who dared to ask for a cuddle. My boys were protective. Even Lucifer hissed curse words at whoever came calling, yelling “Fuck off!” and “Man whore!” whenever Kian’s biker brothers showed up.“Who needs a fucking guard dog when you have a featherhead with stereotypical Tourette’s,” Ace muttered under his breath.Kian rolled his eyes at his brother’s comment, and Blaze high-fived Jaxton as he walked in. Lauren followed behind him, then Blade strode in a moment later, carrying their daughter, Millie-Mae. As he put her down, she dashed off to peer in the bassinette at the twins.Lucifer squawked as Jax twirled his cage around. “Man whore!” the bird screeched loudly.“Not t

KianGia’s belly grew bigger with each passing week, and she would stand before the full-length mirror in our bedroom, asking me the same question every single time.“Do you still find me attractive?” she would ask, patting her cute little baby bump.And I would reply, “Girl, you look more and more beautiful day by day.”She would turn to me and smile, blow me a kiss, then tell me she loved me. But the second she hit her eight-month milestone, and I wasn’t even kidding, at the stroke of midnight on that final four-week countdown, she turned into the she-bitch from hell. The baby bump expanded and had morphed into a mountain. I turned to my wife to tell her she looked like a million dollars, only for her to freeze, her head slowly rotate to glare at me like that girl from The Exorcist, and then spew a barrage full of profanities at me, calling me a lying bastard, and that I should go get my eyes checked. I played the most intense game of dodge the flying ornament as I scrambled from th

Ruby The cold, wet sensation from the ultrasound gel made me tense for a moment, watching the small screen with eagle eyes. As the black and white image appeared before us, it was clear to see that there was not one, but two babies nestled together, side by side. Caleb scrubbed a hand over his shocked face, edging closer to the screen. "Well, I'll be damned," the doctor breathed out with surprise. "There is no doubt about it, you're having twins. Do you want to know the sex?" she asked, invoking mixed feelings within me. Part of me wanted to keep it a surprise but the terrified part of me needed to know for sure. Caleb gave me a look which suggested that he was fine either way. God love him, his eyes were glossing over with proud tears of joy

Ruby "I still remember the first night that we laid like this while watching over Alex. It was the same when Raine was born," Caleb reminisced. Something somewhere caused the room around me to distort, like ripples spreading wide across a calm lake. "Ruby," Caleb's youthful voice called out to me from somewhere beyond a dream. "Babe, you better wake up or else we're going to be late for the obstetrician appointment," I heard him say. Temporary confusion fogged my brain until I realized that I had been dreaming again. Part of me felt the loss of what I hoped our future could be as it slipped away, and the other part of me was relieved that I woke up at that point before the beautiful vision altered into something that could only be de

Ruby As the years rolled by, Caleb and I looked back on our lives with no regrets. When that time eventually comes when we have to leave this world behind, we would be taking a lifetime full of beautiful memories with us. My heart was full, my life was fulfilled. There was nothing that I would change or do differently. Everything was as it should be. With each lumbered step, my slippers brushed over the soft-pile carpet of the stair landing until I stopped to pause outside the old nursery that once belonged to my children. I thought that we had been bestowed a gift from the heavens the day I found out that we were having twins, but little did I know how much more my heart could contain the moment I discovered that I was to become a grandmother. The Goddess had blessed our family many times, and now my son, Alex, was the proud

Caleb Ruby turned on the steps of the town hall, facing away from the jubilant crowd. Snowflakes clung to the tips of her lashes, melting as they kissed her rosy cheeks. She tossed the bouquet of white and blue flowers behind her, and as she did so, the women rushed forward, shrieking deliriously, all snatching at the spinning object as it burst apart like a fragrant petal bomb. It was Grandma Lizzie who unwittingly made the save. She walked straight past the jostling females and caught the flowers against her chest. Her face blanched as she realized what had happened and tossed the bouquet away as if it was a hot potato. “Once was more than enough for me,” she joked. “Although, I wouldn’t mind a good old roll in the hay with one of those wolf boys. They've got abs that I could scrub my laundry on and then some.” She winked a

Ruby The emotion blazed in Caleb's eyes as I walked down the aisle; his mouth hung agape and his brows started to bunch in the middle, giving me the reaction that any bride longed to see. Caleb swallowed hard, causing his Adam’s apple to bob nervously in his throat. There was no sign of humor on Aaron’s face as he observed his friend's special moment. Instead, his expression was one of relieved happiness. Now that his best friend since childhood had found his soulmate, he adopted an air of accomplishment as if all was now right in the world. As the strong notes of the traditional wedding march came to an end, I released Dad’s arm and came to stand beside the love of my life. Caleb mouthed the word “Wow” as he lifted my chin with his fingers, and breathed, “You look breath-taking, love.”

Ruby “Are you okay, kiddo?” Dad asked, his expression softening as he clasped hold of my trembling hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. I swallowed away the dryness before answering, “I just want everything to be perfect, that’s all.” “And it will be,” Dad was quick to reassure me. “I know how much this means to you; Caleb knows it too. He’s probably memorized his wedding vows off by heart. I bet he was up all night Googling templates from the internet,” Dad remarked in an attempt to make me laugh. His best efforts worked like a charm. I gazed through the tinted windows and out onto the wintry streets. Ice glittered the scraped roads and sidewalks, and some of the maintenance guys were shoveling grit salt on the main walkways throughout town.