Ansel The Originals Novels & Stories

The second had always been headstrong and all too ready to run into danger. It was exactly why he had been stuck within Tyson’s pack the first time. Luckily the man was also clever and had managed to infiltrate the place as a spy, pretending to be the son of the Silverdale pack’s traitor, Angel’s father, Axel Hale. It had worked then, but it wouldn’t work a second time, and Tyson was more than a little relieved that they had a better plan for the rescue this time. “Are you sure you are up for this?” Tyson asked, turning his full attention on Barach so that he

He looks so fond. Although… I do feel better now I’m here. My chest feels looser, and I can breathe better. Turns out this man is soothing as hell. Would he rub my lower back? Chase away the cramps? Wow, I hate that he guessed that right. So obnoxious. “I’m fucking this up anyway,” Ansel declares, capping a pen and tossing it on the contracts. “All the words are blurring together. Want to get lunch in the park?” Um. What?

Ansel broke the silence, “Jules, I didn’t send out those killers yesterday.” “Oh!” Jules just responded lightly. Obviously, Ansel was not satisfied with Jules’s reaction, so he aggravated his tone and emphasized, “I said, I didn’t send out the killers yesterday.” “Ok.” Jules still gave him the same reaction as before. “Jules, you know exactly what kind of person I am,” Ansel said, his brows furrowed. “I’m not a big believer in conspiracies. Even if I have to fight for the position of patriarch, I will do so fair and square.”

No emotion escapes through. “Henry was the shooter,” Ansel says. I can’t help it - my mouth gapes open. I’ve never been one to play it cool. “Yeah,” Ansel says, softly. He straightens his posture. “Et tu, Brute? The classic I never saw coming.” His tone is acidic. I can’t even imagine it. Couldn’t picture it to save my life. “I have a plan,” Ansel says. I look back up at him, just as a moth flutters to me. I hold my hand out and it lands on my finger.

The children looked at the stranger skeptically, he looked their age but they've never seen him around before. "Hello? I said I'm Ansel" The boy said while waving his hands over their faces "Where are you from? We've never seen you around before" Mamock asked the question that is on everyone's mind

He winked at me. "You are so unbelievable, Theo." ****** When I woke up the next morning, Theo wasn't with me. His side of the bed was cold which meant he was away for a long time. I got out of bed and brushed my teeth before I went down to the living room. "Andy's finally awake," I heard a very familiar person say. The only one who ever called me Andy was Xavier. I quickly turned around and I was shocked, "X-xavier." He was standing beside Theodore with a smile on his face.

Asher darted toward us, his own eyes flashing with panic. “Brother! What is going on?!” he shouted, raising his arm just in time to deflect a chunk of stone that shattered against his forearm, sending shards across the council chamber. Ansel didn’t answer. His face twisted with something close to madness—and power. Terrible, raw power that didn’t belong to him. “You all deserve this…for thinking you could fool me,” Ansel snarled, his voice now echoing with something far too ancient and dark. He raised his hands, and the very air split open.

“Who do they think they are? They have no right!” Butler John remained silent; he only wanted to state his opinion. Whether Elliot would accept it or not was Elliot’s decision. “The Torres family is nothing! No matter how powerful Colton was, he’s just a cripple now.” “But Ansel is different.” A calm voice echoed from the entrance. “I got someone to look into him. Ansel joined the Sword Camp when he was serving the army.” “It’s said that he’s a living legend and the Head Coach’s personal guard!”

Why did fate have to play such a difficult hand for Ansel? Ansel is currently entangled in a difficult psychological battle between affection and responsibility. He is dating Desi, but also feels a special connection with Erica. Ansel didn't want to hurt Desi by breaking up without good reason, but at the same time, he couldn't deny his feelings for Erica. Ansel felt confused and did not know how to solve the problem.

It felt like something huge has been taken out of his way and a sense of relief came over him as he ate the food in front of him happily. “We have to send them a gift. I am her older brother after all” he suddenly shouted, dropping his spoon His attendant rushed forward. “What would you like to give them?” he asked, waiting for his response patiently. **** FREYA’S POV Ansel was brought in and I saw that he had changed into the uniform of our own pack. He was looking gorgeous in it as expected because Ansel was exceptionally handsome even though he has a problem with his wolf. Many had turned me to their enemies because they couldn’t get his attention while we were growing up. His whole life