Admiral Beckett Novels & Stories

When I reached the door, I took a deep breath and knocked three times. “Come in,” a familiar voice called from inside. I opened the door and stepped in. Sitting across from Principal Hargrove was a ridiculously hot guy with dark, slightly tousled hair and striking dark green eyes. I recognized him instantly. Sebastian Hale. Westfield’s captain. The one who had dismantled Hawthorne’s offense on Friday night and smiled at me afterward like he actually saw me.

He pulls me closer to him and places a kiss on my temple, before getting up to take wipes and clean me up and discard it, he puts my dress back on for me, and he wears his shorts, he was about to join me back in bed and I was going to apologize again when a knock came to the door ruining everything , Kaden frowns and I smiled weakly, he goes to open the door but he only did slightly but I can see who it was, it was James. "What do you want that it could not what till morning" Kaden snarls "I am sorry Alpha for disturbing you, but I bring news, not a pleasant one, I apologize" James reported "What is it?" Kaden asks frustratedly "The Alpha King is dead!" He announced.

She purses her lips, but doesn't argue. 'The Beta from Red Moon pack is here demanding entry' my warrior, Becca, tells me. I instantly see red. That fucker has some nerve. 'Do not, I repeat, do not, grant him entry. I'm on my way. Have a pair of pants there for me' I growl, cutting the link. I sprint out of the pack house, fur is sprouting up my arm as Adonis' anger mixes with mine and I just barely make it outside before I shift into his massive form and run to the border.

Not ever. But with each passing day, the pressure mounts. Beckett makes a surprise visit one evening, lounging on my sofa as if he owns the place. He sips his tea, a smug smirk on his face. “Congratulations, Alpha,” he says with mock cheer. “But I can’t extend my full blessings until I see an heir.” “What do you want, Beckett?” I snap, tired of his meddling. “Why are you here?” “Only to offer some friendly advice.” He leans forward, his expression darkening. “The pack will never accept a human mate. But perhaps there’s another way.”

The ladies clapped their hands at the news and showered him with congratulations. "Thank you president. Thanks you. And thank you too ladies for watching such an achievement in my life." He bowed to everyone in the room. His head was bowed when he flashed a mischievous smile. Little did he know, it didn't escaped from the eyes of the very observant Excami, the very serious Damian and the secret spy, Hestia. All they need was a confirmation and now they have it. Arthur Camelton Beckett is a bad guy.

I spoke. "What is it?" Atticus asked me. "Tyler Beckett, emperor of Beckett Empire, wanted to have Rayne; however, he failed, so he cooperated with black magic witches and they tried to kidnap Rayne, more like they tried to force her into surrendering to them, but that also failed," I said. Their curiosity was all over the place. "When we confronted them, they decided to wage a war against the whole world and if they won, they will take over the world."

I thank the Maid after I have finished dressed myself and walk out of the mansion with Sasu by my side. “Quite good..perhaps even better than all the Special Forces combined..this team probably the best of the best that Aeternum has ever Assembled..also we got I new participant that Vice President Elijah personally sent from the Shark Region..”. (Sasu) “Huh?..who…Bebe…drive..”. “Yes, Mr.President..”. (Bebe) Bebe was the most polite and all rounded personal driver of mine. He was a Rhino Beast-Man despite his large stature, he was very gentle and polite. Me and Sasu ride the car and left the Mansion heading straight to the Flying City Floris Aero Dock.

Two weeks before her abduction, he began watching her movements through the tracker in her body because Andrew told that Cliff was planning to strike. That’s why it didn’t take him long enough to reach the dirty basement in the outskirts of the city. Not to forget, he had to play the good guy here. He may be the most dangerous and anonymous drug lord Vincenzo Ancelotti, but not everywhere. He had to maintain a clean image for his illegal business, the good and helpful billionaire, Aeden Beckett. He plopped down on his chair. Why was she so hurt? She didn’t like him right? He was aware of her not ready to accept him, she had made that very clear with her actions and words. Why was she so hurt