Ackman X Novels & Stories

Axel's pov I was standing in front of the pack, everyone was on their knees, even the woman and children, it didn't take much to round them all up after Mark gave the go ahead. All you could hear was whimpers and soft cries coming from the kids and their mothers, I felt a little bad for them, they were innocent in all of this. The unmated females was looking at me and Owen with pure lust in their eyes, I couldn't believe the nerve they had after being captured by us, you would think this situation would make them a little less of sluts, but I guess I was wrong, it seems that they didn't care in what type of situation they were in, they only thought about fucking and being fucked. We decided

The skeletons from my closet all tumbled out before me. Tate and Connor from patrol and the red-headed kid from IT named Jace managed to keep their faces stoic but I could see the waves of emotions flash across their eyes. Grayson and Zac brought everyone up to speed on Alec and how he’s being moved, the attack by Kyle in the forest, and how they believe that there are some traitors in the pack and they don’t want anyone in the pack to know about the camera or that they know who was behind the attack. As far as anyone should know, I was attacked leaving the club by a rogue.

Doctor said and ace nodded. Ace ordered maids to change her clothes and wipe her face. Maids finished their task and left her bedroom. Xavier was in deep thoughts. He unbuttoned his blood coated shirt and threw it on the floor. Suddenly he felt beautifully manicured hands sneaking around his torso. "I thought I should help you to release some stress." Amanda whispered sensually, roaming her soft hands on his perfect abs. Her hand roamed on his broad shoulders and arms taking the fill of his perfectly build body.

Let's say that Jack was all purple and blue after about five minutes. Andrew sighed and rubbed his bruised fist, he looked over Jack's group and glared. " touch my fucking brother again and you will fucking regret it, " He said and dragged his numb and still brother out of the school and to his car. Ace didn't know what to say, why is he defending him? What's happening? Did his mind get out of control and fucked him up more? He didn't feel it when he started his panic attack episode again. His breaths come in gasps and he feels like he will blackout. His heart is hammering inside his chest as it belongs to a rabbit running for its skin.

/ Nocte purrs, literally bouncing on the balls of his paws and I can’t help but chuckle at his happiness. “Wolf God Xamnir thought it would be a good thing for the next Volkov Alpha to be a different color,” I explain. “All the Volkov wolves are black. I am the only white wolf in the pack.” My shame turned into power; I still need to thank Xamnir for this. “That’s amazing! Well… here goes nothing, then,” she nods and I take a step back to watch her. As much as I want to guide her through every second of it because I hate seeing her in pain, I know I can’t interfere with this learning curve.

Subconsciously, she stumbled backward. “Pervert!” Anna yelled, stubbornly keeping her head high. The man’s expression darkened. A slight hint of displeasure appeared in his ink-black eyes. He was Liam Ackman, the CEO of Ackman Skyhigh Group! How dare this tiny woman call him a pervert when she was the one that entered the wrong bathroom! Liam looked her up and down. Half of her dainty face was hidden behind her glasses. Her smooth, long hair rested on her shoulders. She had a loose white shirt and a pair of jeans on, matched with a pair of white flats.

Akam’s grin widened, and his fiery gaze locked on Marshall. Marshall’s face twisted in disbelief. “What the hell are you?” Akam took a step forward, each movement causing the room’s temperature to rise. “Someone you shouldn’t have messed with.” Marshall fired again, then again, but each shot was as useless as the first. Akam caught one shell mid-air and crushed it in his fist, the melted fragments hissing as they hit the floor. By the time Akam reached him, Marshall was visibly trembling. Akam grabbed the shotgun and twisted it, the metal screeching in protest before snapping in two.

As a result, knowing how the most up-to-date marketing method (SMM) could affect and help hotel chains is significant. The remaining paper is organized in the following structure: Part 1 includes the definition of SM, SMM and hotel chain. It also is comprised of the dimension, advantage and disadvantage of SMM, and its connection with the hotel chain. Next, part 2 contains the detailed explanation of the function and effect of SMM relating to hotel chain. Then part 3 presents some suggestions regarding the usage of SMM in the hotel chain. At last, a conclusion is presented to summarize the main points of this essay.

I stood at the door and trembled all over while clutching the hem of my nanny uniform. Ambrose had called me earlier on to deliver some documents for him at this banquet. The driver responsible for the accident, Maryanne Brown, sat right beside him, ordering me to pour drinks and serve food, mocking me as much as she could. I endured it all in silence and even secretly texted some of the guests so that they could cover for me. If I hadn't forgotten my phone and come back for it, I probably would have never found out that Ambrose's "amnesia" was nothing but a lie.

Ace said as he kissed the back of her hand and smirked. The blonde was the first to smile and acknowledge her, “Hi dear! My name Bec, this is my husband, Marcus.” She said with a thick southern accent. She was cute. “It’s nice to meet you both,” Runa says, taking their hands in her own. She noticed that Marcus had the same mark under his eye as Ace. “Let me guess, Ryan’s calling you mama now?” Bec teased as she linked arms with her, scooping her away from the boys.