Author Cooper Novels & Stories

He felt fingers on his arm and turned to see a brunette in a short, dark colored dress that fell just below her knee and a tall blonde in a more socially acceptable length dress standing at his elbow. “Yes?” he asked, having no idea who the pair might be. “Are you Aaron McReynolds? The Guardian who slain the Ripper?” the brunette asked, letting go of his arm. He got this question from time to time, though he was never sure how anyone knew what he looked like well enough to seek him out. “I was part of that team,” he nodded. “And I am Aaron.” Her smile widened. “Oh, it’s so nice to meet you. I’m Gretchin, and this is my friend Hilda. We are from Germany.”

I asked with a bit of humor to try and make him smile since it looked like he could use a smile for himself. He smiled and nodded his head. "I suppose it would help you out here. I don't need anyone too serious dear. Just need someone who's willing to do work but you will never be alone with a patient for your own safety and protection." "I understand, One of your guards named Martin said he would be willing to protect me." "Ah yes him, he is our best guard." Mr. Baxter spoke with a bit of a smirk.

He moved the pillows onto the backboard of the bed and helped me lean against it. "My name is Christian," he replied. "You must be the beta?" I assumed. He nodded his head. "Nice to meet you, Christian." I extended my hand out and he gently shook it. "My pleasure, Luna." I heard a deep growl and my hand was snatched away from Christian's hand. I looked to see Aaron glaring at Christian. I frowned at him and he let out a deep growl. "I can see the big bad Alpha is getting jealous of me touching his mate!" Christian chuckled. He softly poked me on the arm, and Aaron leaped to him.

"Secondly, as you may have heard we lost Allison Wade, a much loved pack member, to this war, we are hoping to retrieve her body and give her the send off she deserves, that being said, if anyone has any information they think may be relevant, please come to my office immediately after we conclude tonight's meeting." She nods towards Darius and he escorts the potential Alpha's from the stage, the entire crowd, which had been muttering after her previous announcements falls silent, watching Flame as she once again, faces the crowd. "Our final bit of business this evening is to reinstate Cain Harding in his rightful place as co-Alpha." She smiles at me, offering her hand out for me to join her

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"There are like a dozen. A last name would help." "He has dark blonde hair, grey eyes and a scar above his left eyebrow." Cooper cocked his head to the side while staring at me. "Is this him?" He held the phone out for me to see. The picture was blurry, but I could still make out his face. "Yeah, that's him." Cooper tapped on his phone a few times. “Only one picture so far, no socials.’’ He mumbled more to himself. He gasped, then dropped his phone.

At that point, Gerard smiled miserably and helplessly, “All of us who survived have been maimed, and the fallen soldiers have not even received a proper funeral. “However, the culprit still roams free, emboldened and more ruthless than ever. How can we keep quiet about this? We’re filled with hatred...” His words trailed off. The other injured soldiers all pleaded with sorrow and anger, “Wolf King, you must seek justice for our squad!” “Wolf King...” Andrius’ expression had turned dark as ink. He turned to Noir and said coldly, “Who’s the current Central Warzone Master?” “Terry Cooper.” Noir answered truthfully, “He was originally a general under Fenrir and was quite talented in administrati

His eyes met mine and he smirked, watching as Carter moved aside to stand by me, his beta, Matteo stood one step behind his Alpha, waiting for my reaction. “I am surprised to see you here” I said, standing up from my chair. I fixed my suit’s jacket and extended my hand to shake his. “I believe that I can come and see my partner when I want, plus, if I remember correctly, we have a meeting” he said, shrugging his shoulders. I simply nodded in response, watching as he took a seat in front of me. I nodded at Carter to leave, wanting to speak to the capo dei capo in private, and seeing that, Donatello nodded at Matteo to follow. His eyes met mine, and getting up from my seat, I walked to the bar

"You are acting sus, be natural," Kira whispered. Rachel flashed Kira a bright smile as they neared the giant facility. "Hey, Tate!" "Mrs Jensen." Tate acknowledges with a nod before gazing at Kira. "Hi, Tate." Kira grinned, "I'm the new intern, and she is my supervisor. She is showing me around." Tate grasped the ID in his hand, accessed it, and nodded. "Of course. Sorry for keeping you waiting." He stepped back from the door and let them in.

Just as Gilbert was about to drink from his wine glass, Davian stopped him in panic. Davian said to Adrien apologetically, "My apologies. Mr. Kooper got injured a couple of days ago and has yet to recover. As his assistant, I'll down this glass in his stead." Adrien smiled, "Sure. His health is more important." "Oh?" Mr. Gates suddenly gasped. He asked in astonishment, "Mr. Kooper, you're a man with great power—you're a magnate. Who could hurt you?" "It's no other than that ungrateful woman, " Sharon responded without missing a beat.