Avi Loeb Novels & Stories

“Oh! Wow! Ichabod is really an angel right? You gonna tell me everything tomorrow.” “Something happened Vi.” “Something happened? Oh my God! Did Michael do something stupid again?” “No no.” Harmony replied nervously. “Okay, so what happened?” She sighed. “Oh God! It was really bad.” She replied. “Okay, now you scaring me. Who was it?” Harmony took a sharp breath. “It was Ichabod.” Vivian burst into laughter, “oh my god! I knew you hired him for a reason! So you actually took a bite off the white man’s banana right?” She giggled.

That fool Elijah was trying to force himself on her when Alpha Vincenzo walked in. “Just open your damn legs bitch, you know I'm the one you always wanted”, he said hoarsely, holding her neck and trying to force his hand between her legs. “Elijah, please let me go”, Roberta said on the verge of tears. I scoffed to myself. She was still as weak as she always was. I cursed the spies who told me she killed Brandon in my mind. “Let her go, you idiot”, Vincenzo yelled. I stood behind a shelf an aisle away, watching the drama from the space between two books.

"A little bit. It's not much to go on. The person responsible for vandalizing the shops seems to know how to manipulate the security footage, but I did follow Dale, the guy you mentioned who owns the bookstore." Leaning in, I rest my elbows on my knees. "And what did you find?" "He didn't visit his mom. She passed away about five years ago," Logan reveals. “He could've visited her grave," I mention, considering the possibilities. He shakes his head, "No, he didn't. I tailed him to a rundown house." He unzips his bag, takes out a file, and hands me a bunch of photos. "These were taken from a high vantage point."

Abiola's POV I sat down on my bed and looked at my closet. I haven't really been myself after Tope told me Tobi was seeing someone else two days ago, even Konyii asked me and I just couldn't look her in the eye and say I wasn't affected, because truth be told, I was highly affected.

He didn’t even seem to care about a word that I said. “Have the reports from the southern border come in?” he asked, voice low, clipped. “With our guests here, we wouldn’t want any trouble with the rogues.” “You needn’t worry, Alpha.” Alessandro answered, “everything is under control.” My lips pressed thin, the sting sharper because he had chosen to ignore me in front of the elders. Elder Lydia looked at me, and I smiled, doing my best to stay calm. Mia looked at me and shook her head, silently reminding me not to react in a way that I should not. I was no fool, but it did not mean that this was not bothering me.

I stepped back, finishing my wine in a single swallow and setting the glass down with a faint clink. “You leave tonight,” I said briskly. “You already have the cover story. You’re a refugee from the border attacks, offering your loyalty in exchange for protection. Liam will take you in. He always does.” “Yes, Alpha.” “And remember…” My eyes darkened as I met hers. “Do not let Alaria suspect you. Not for a second. Not a glance. Not a breath. Or I will make sure you don’t live long enough to regret it.” Her throat bobbed, but she didn’t look away.

I offered her the flowers in my hands. She said nothing for a long time, and I realized I would have to speak first. It made since I was the reason that there was this distance between us. “Hello,” I began. “I’m Albert Volkov. I was born the illegitimate son of the pahkan of the Volka bratva, Dimitri Volkov. Nearly five years ago I started cooperating with the FBI to bring down the Volka organization, its affiliates, and as much of the criminal underground in the Twin Cities as I could manage. I'm an American citizen, and the CEO of Vulture Financial. It's... very nice to meet you, Mia.”

Si, Artie and Clive come to see mum when they can, Artie more than others because Si is always in Beta training and never gets away that much. Leah was now 19 and had dad's muddy brown hair. Her eyes were a murky grey colour and although her skin is pretty and flawless like mum's, her body and blood weren't compatible with breeder standards. She is a bit bigger than me and she doesn't have the nicest hair. She is pretty by normal standards, but not breeder standards.

At least not without a better solution to ending the war. Leah got up from her seat and headed to her room. She had a lot to think about. She knew one thing for sure: she didn't want to mate with Theodore Blackwell. Leah entered her room and went straight to the bathroom. Once showered and changed, she got into bed and promptly gave into exhaustion.