Allen Walker Novels & Stories

"Detective Moore, you might wanna see this." Moments later, A long, black G-wagon followed other black sedans in a convoy rode into the parking lot and parked close to the station’s entrance. Out stepped Andrew Walker, sharp suit, steely eyes, and a presence that silenced the entire room. Flanking him were three high-profile attorneys and two security operatives dressed like they walked off the pages of Forbes. The sergeant fumbled with his words. "Uh, how can we help you?" Andrew removed his sunglasses with calculated drama. "Jason Walker. Where is he?"

“And I'm not as far along as Finna.” “Okay, we will take a snack break after a little time.” The door to one of the rooms opened, and I expected to see Hana, but a man leaned in the doorway and surveyed me. I could see a bed beyond him. “Walker,” he utters. “What?” I questioned my brows furrowed in confusion. “The name is Walker.” He said with a forced smile. "Oh, Zara," Jeremy had told me about the fight with Walker and the other wolves, how they'd been badly beaten. "Nice to meet you."

But a certain werewolf named, Theodore Walker is someone who is suppressing his skills deliberately just so he could be in the same class with the girl he loves and has a crush on, she is none other than Emily Hunter of the Black Wolf Pack. The teachers assembled all of the kids into the yard so they could bond with each other. So the kids from all eight territories were all left in the yard to either pick a fight or bond with each other. This was Emily's best time in school because she gets to see Ryan Walker who was the most strongest werewolf in school. She waited for him just in front of his class for a long time, so that when he comes, she'll offer him a gift she had prepared and was ho

RAVEN Finally the food arrived and this little silent awkwardness was broken. “So Miss Walker , let’s talk about you . How is work for you?” Denver said with that creepy smile on his face . I put my fork down gently . Lady-like . “ It’s going pretty smoothly .” I replied with a small smile . “Well , it must be . If Aiden puts too much weight on those pretty little shoulders , someone else will steal you away , right?” He said with a disgusting wink .

I used all of the power I could muster, sending it to my legs to try and leave his annoyingly gorgeous self in the dust. Alpha Killian simply walked forward, his pace relaxed, as he let me throw my mini tantrum. He walked by my side to the back of the hummer and opened the back for me, gesturing to the empty trunk with a strange look on his face. I shot him my best attempt at a murderous glare and bent to lift my suitcase in the back.

Death was the only freedom she had left. Calista Caitlynn had been raised in an Omega family—the lowest of the low, the slaves and outcasts of the werewolf hierarchy. For as long as she could remember, her parents despised her. All their affection, warmth, and protection were reserved exclusively for her younger sister, Amanda.

They should be on the cover of a magazine, not on a construction site. Walker looks like he belongs here. He's taller than everyone, with broad shoulders and more muscles than even Ryan and Alex, but with a rough, rugged look that fits this setting. He has dark brown hair with strands lightened by the Sun to a caramel color. It's long and flows past his shoulders in waves, and loose beach curls when it's down, though it's usually up when he's on the work site. He has a full dark beard that's kept neatly trimmed above his lips, and grows longer as it reaches his chin. His dark tan, muscular chest has a spread of hair that fades just before it reaches the collar.

dressed in a simple Jeans and black T I drive to Dr Lee's which is 30 minutes away after getting the kids in their twin stroller I move to get their bag when I feel someone behind me. "Amanda right ?" I turn around to look at the person it's one of Travis friend's I remember him I just don't remember his name "yes ,uhmm you Mr Parkers friend "yes Carter "he looks at my kids Carrie is bothering sleeping Camden her dirty blonde her , green eyes give her away on who her father is same as Camden.

(Am I clear? (Crystal.) I mutter between my teeth. (Good Girl.) He says and lets my chin go. (Can you at least tell me who you are and what do you want?) I say. (My name is Austin and as for what I want, well money of course.) He says and, smirk. (Okay Austin, if money is what you want then give me a phone and I’ll call my mate, he is an alpha and can pay you good as long as you do harm me or our pups.) I say trying to negotiate.

I walked out of the office and the man followed close behind before grabbing my arm and shaking his head in question. “Are you going to at least explain what is going on?” He asked, and I pinched the bridge of my nose. It took everything in me not to burst out in front of Eleanor, and it wasn’t out of anger toward her, if anything, I couldn’t help but respect her more than I already did. But it was the fact that I didn’t see through her eyes to know that she’s been standing in front of me, silently begging me to know who she was all along. “Alienora,” I said, and he frowned.