Andreas Dermanis Novels & Stories

His presence command attention as he approached Andreas and Victoria. “Ian, this is Andreas. Andreas, this is Ian.” Victoria introduced the two of them and Ian was the first one to held out his hand for Andreas to shake. The photographer shook his hand and forced a small smile. Just to be polite. Andreas thought this man was definitely not an ordinary man. His presence was quite intimidating and overwhelming. His gaze sent shiver down Andreas spine and the only person he knew that gave him that shiver was Darius. Only this time, it was slightly different, Darius was quiet and calm, this man was assertive and dominating.

"This is where it ends, Demi. Or should I say... *Subject D-28*?" The door behind her opened, and a man in a tailored suit stepped in—someone I recognized from Consortium files. Marcus Renley. One of the original financiers of Project Lazarus. He smiled, the kind of smile that made my skin crawl. "Ah, the famous Demi Perez. Or should we say, the upgraded version?" Daniela stood, smoothing her jacket. "Marcus has been helping me tie up loose ends. Including you." I glared at her. "You were never sick, were you?"

I spun on my heels to get a look at the source of the voice "You were thinking out loud." "I spent over a thousand hours on that painting." The voice continued "E.A.D?" The words left my lips as I stared at the letters at the bottom of the painting "It's an acronym for Eugene Ari Darian." "Greek?" I scoffed, genuinely amused "A greek god actually," he corrected, arrogance clear in his tone with his head held up high "You are arrogant, you know that right?" I asked, not the least bit impressed "Okay, I'm sorry if I've been rude." His attempt at an apology was weak-hearted, he didn't mean it and I could sense it

I pointed out, my patience thinning out with their endless rantings. "Then why is the deserter still alive!" The fifth elder yelled, slamming his fists against his throne. "Shame on you Nikolai! Nathan would truly have been a better ruler!" Ragnar burned with rage indignantly, but I calmed him down momentarily. The elders were still seen as the messengers of the goddess. I couldn't kill them off. Yet. "And now after bringing back in this deserter, she's still kept alive." The head elder continued amidst the outburst. "Do you intend for her to replace your mate, Leah?"

“This is Jasper Denis. My most skilled warrior. He will show you around the pack today.” “Okay,” I muttered when he gestured to Jasper to leave us alone. Once the door was closed behind us, Beta Rodriguez got up from his place and walked towards me. “Call me Andres when we are not alone,” he said, and I nodded my head. I thought he would walk back to his place, but he surprised me as he lightly traced my cheek while I stood as still as a statue. Various emotions swirled in his eyes when he quickly pulled back and turned around.

snapped Andreas. "Mr Derek has had an accident." Andreas' body stiffened when he heard that his eldest son had had an accident. From the beginning, Andreas had groomed Derek to be his successor. "Who knows Derek's schedule?" Andreas asked, having regained control of himself. "Me, Mariana and his secretary. As per your instructions, Leoni keeps me informed of Derek's schedule. "Okay, I'll be back soon to investigate Derek's accident. I want complete information without any mistakes!" Andreas ordered before ending the call.

Jared spring out his long hidden secret just to convince Derrick to desert Jasmine. Derrick was surprised. "You are heartless, so you did such and never admit" Derrick said his voice shaky. "I had to" Jared defended himself. "The ball is in your court". He roared at me on my way back home. The ball was in his court and he had to awake to it. "I know what to do" I told his subconscious and he did.

It ignites a rage within me that I dare not unleash for my own plight. When I shift my focus to his adversary, I understand why he believes that hope is gone. “It required five men to subdue the large one,” Lord Marius informs my father. “He took down three of them. He’s not very talkative, but we suspect he’s one of the alphas—likely from the Midnight Clan. Quite an impressive specimen, wouldn’t you agree?” The larger male embodies the essence of the untamed and rugged mountains from which he must have originated. He stands tall, with a pronounced jawline, and his muscular physique appears as if it has been sculpted from stone.

His blue eyes see everything. Egon Andersen walks in behind him. He is our Beta War Commander. He is taller than me and has big muscles. He protects our Silverclaw Kingdom. He kills anyone who crosses us. He spends his free time with Katharina Nielsen, his mate. Mads Andersen sits at the big table with his computer. He is the Moon Treasury Keeper. He counts all our gold. "The Moonstone Relic House opens in one hour," Mads says. He does not look up.

VICTORIA I kept staring a second longer until a folder was placed on my lap. “Read through the agreements so you know if everything’s okay,” Mr. Dante whispered, and I snapped out of it, realizing the meeting had already started. From our side, in the dark, I watched the signs on the screen while the interpreter relayed them to Lorenzo. He said he apologized for not attending. “I wasn’t expecting you. I was expecting your father. Patriarch Dmitri Brona is the one I’ve always made deals with,” Lorenzo shot back without a shred of respect.