Baki Doyle นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Dawn pointed out, turning her attention away from her best friend and back to her computer. "You're married to a billionaire, you should be in luxury right now, not working your butt off for fifty thousand bucks every month" "Millionaire" she corrected "David is a millionaire and keep your voice down will you" Becky shrugged and spun her chair around "Millionaire, billionaire it all sounds the same to me. My point is, if I was married to a millionaire I'd be in the Bahamas right now, sitting on the beach and getting my spa treatment done"

Brian's POV. I have lost count since Wilson had injured my Millie and had vanished. But as far as I could tell hew as no where near the castle. And I was running low on human meat. I needed more. I would have to go hunting. I would have to leave Millie alone for a while but not for long. I got dressed since it was still snowing outside. I tucked Millie into bed and locked the door so she could be safe. She hasn't been feeling well but her leg was getting better. So I kissed on her on the forehead and headed out to hunt with my gun. I walked for a while before seeing ome human tracks in the snow. With my gun ready at hand I followed them. Before finding a man who was just wondering aroudn in

Alpha Damien, the great and prestigious Alpha of the red moon pack and one of the strongest, leading billionaires and businessmen of all time, stood right at the door of the kitchen, from which Courtney had just left. His cold gaze, glazed against the body of that woman and in comprehensive pain followed by rage, overwhelmed him. He wanted to just shred her into pieces. Ariel immediately cringed, knowing absolutely what it felt like to be close to him. It was like death, the hand of death clutching her, clawing at her and choking her. But, instead of it taking her, it toiled with her.

It was the confirmation enzo needed, if only to ensure he didn’t put the wrong man’s daughter through the wringer. “Software development,” she said, just like he knew she would. “But he’s retired, now. He tried to start his own company way back when, but it didn’t work out.” Goddamn right it didn’t work out. “He’s done mostly consulting work ever since. Maybe you’ve heard of him? Aron Rumero.”

She kept her head down, hiding the strange scars on her chest and back. But destiny has a way of finding those who try to hide. It happened on a dusty afternoon in the village square. Jamali, the village’s golden boy—strong, loud, and the leader of the local troop of young warriors—decided he was bored. Beside him stood his second-in-command: Baraka. Baraka was now twenty-four, a man of sharp features and calculating eyes. He had grown up watching the Chifu’s brutality and had learned that power was the only currency that mattered. He envied Jamali’s natural charisma, but he followed him, waiting for his own chance.

Beta Dillon gives a slight nod before vanishing from view. He gave her a knowing smirk while addressing her directly and said, "I've heard you, stray..." He paused for a moment and chewed his bottom lip before continuing, "We have a bond to share." "I usually read what's on your mind, but I just kept my lips shut and didn't say anything." Emily scratched the top of her head. Drake, what exactly are you talking about here? She questioned in an irritated manner, "Why did you read my mind?" Drake pressed in closer to his partner. "Because I want to know what's going on inside your thoughts. I want to know how my stray gets jealous and curses within her head when I'm gone. "

“That’s how you got to know Donatello?” “Yes, and no” I said, shaking my head “Donatello and I were classmates at school. The two of us were even good friends. He knew about the abuse my dad inflicted on my mom, and eventually, one day, I asked for his help. He didn’t kill dad, the man is still alive as a rogue, but that doesn’t mean that he didn’t hurt him. Eventually, mom met Vitaly and married him; however, I know for fact that the scars he left are still too great to heal”

“No. No, no, no.” "I didn't run your background today, Jane. I've known who you are for six weeks." "What?" "I've had someone watching your clinic for six weeks. Tracking your patients, movements, schedule. I needed a doctor I could trust. He leaned closer. “And trust requires leverage. So I waited.” "You... you planned this?” He didn't answer. He stood and walked close to me. "The question is who are you hiding from that scared you badly enough to fake your own death?"

I said. "How long has he had you."He asked me. "Five years."I said nonchalantly. ack you did a good job bringing her here she would be of good help to us."He said with a grin . "So what's the deal."I said looking at him. "You know for years have been trying so hard to bring Brooks down and I think with your help its finally coming to pass." "I don't get it." "let me introduce myself properly, my name is Salvador the leader of this mafia group and the Brooks are the overall leaders ,am tired of being the second I want to be the first."He said.

she yelled after me. I walked into the kitchen to see Blake standing in front of the sink, his hands soapy up to his forearms as he dipped them back into the sink. He had on a tight white tee that showed off his rippling back muscles as he moved around the kitchen. My tongue darted out to wet my lips and I gulped at the sight. I stalked over to him, making sure to be quiet so he wouldn't notice and grabbed his ass, making him jerk in fright.