Austin Stoermer Coleman Novels & Stories

Alpha Wyatt, an eavesdropper, who knew? “When you say things in that deep sexy voice of yours, how could I decline?” I smiled, I didn’t care who was around, maybe the heat is still lingering because sure enough, I feel the heat between my thighs, throbbing, aching, needing his touch and I want to jump his bones all over again. “Who’s the minx now?!” Mia perked up, she loved being around Cobalt. “You are Mia, I won’t act on it right now, I can suppress my urges, can you?” I smile, everyone watching me, knowing I was talking to my wolf.

I can't wait to see our other brothers faces when they meet her. "Where just cleaning up Mr Coleman, then we will be heading back, and yes we got them out and we're bringing someone with us so please prepare a room for our guest" Owen responded to him. At this we turned around and gathered all of our warriors so we can start the stretch back home. "Who the fuck are you fucking bringing with you? I thought you were going to sort everything out there? Is it a fucking man or woman? I need.... "We cut the mind link off knowing he would rant and rave the whole time if we let him, I definitely didn't want to have a headache before we got home. Owen stepped over to her, were she was watching everyt

He finished “ oh then I know exactly where you guys should go. There’s a woodsmen store at the end of the town you can’t miss, it’s where I got the coats. They are specifically for men who camp and stuff in the woods. They get lots of good business this time of year, they could stay open during a blizzard and still get people to buy stuff.” She explains with such excitement in her voice. I'm amused by how such small things like a store makes her happy causing her voice to elevate higher a little bit.

The snow fell lightly outside the windows of the war chamber, coating the black stone balcony in a fine shimmer of frost. The fire crackled behind Valerian as he stood with one hand resting on the edge of the long stone table, a scroll half-unfurled in front of him. The emblem of the Morello pack marked the parchment in dark crimson ink, bold and unapologetic. Alexandro had agreed to the neutral meeting, but the contents of the letter didn’t sit right with him.

Even if he tried to bring a blood-claim, Cole Vaughn was the elite attorney of the Northlands—he’d have Felix’s pack status revoked before the first hearing. During a break from studying the ancient runes of our lineage, I checked the barrage of missed pings from Veronica Hale and Felix. I ignored them, but a broadcast from Steele Industries caught my eye. “Alpha of the Northlands Spotted: Cameron Steele and the Siren of the Southern Isles.”

Antonio was dying and he needed someone strong to take over his empire and who better than a kid he found on the streets in Italy that was heading down a wrong path. I changed my name legally once I was back to the state I no longer wanted anything to do with Isla Martago’s name so I became Avery Cole. The door opened and Luciano stood there with his hands behind his back. His timing is fucking impeccable. I stood on my feet and took long strides toward him. “It’s all there. You were right he’s been doing more than watching her,” Luciano hands me the folder and I quickly open it and grab the photos and flip through them. My jaw clutches tightly.

“ Austin is a smart guy, he is definitely seeing the red flags, unless he chooses to ignore them. Have been trailing Kenneth, and he just shifted thirty million from the company's account to an offshore account.......” “ What!! He is sealing from the company now?!!” “ No! He is trying to put the blame on someone else” The bartender comes back carrying a small tray and a glass of whiskey on it, h place it on the table right in front of them and leaves. Remy brings out his iPad from his Jacket, showing a picture to Elena. “ This is Raymond Douglas an IT expert at COLBY TECH, he is considered a wizard once it comes to computer, Austin recruited him when he was still in school and since then he

he said. Once again, I had nothing to reply with. "But first I have one question? What was Leonardo Loren's mate doing in Mexico getting involved in trafficking?" "I was with a friend and he had to get the shipment before we went on vacation," I replied quietly. "Ah yes, 'Romano De'Meritchi'," he said. "Or Luca Romano as I have recently discovered to be his real name. We will have to find him and kill him too now that I know he works for Loren and my guess would be that he has been using his position in my cartel to the Stella pack's advantage. Did you get on well?"

Trees reassert themselves, ley lines glowing warm and steady once more. The Arbiter falters, wings folding inward. TRIAL CONCLUSION PENDING, it states stiffly. EVALUATION— The Sleeper leans. It’s not a physical motion, but the effect is unmistakable. Pressure builds, not crushing—insistent. You woke me up, the Sleeper says mildly. You broke my quiet. You upset my wolves. The Arbiter freezes. COMPENSATION REQUIRED, the Sleeper finishes pleasantly. Leave. And don’t come back.