Beckett Leeds Novels & Stories

Gravus and those men will face the law court finally and be punished by Beckett. I’ve known Beckett for a while. He has an enigmatic personality and he doesn’t lack empathy like his brother. He has never desired the Throne either. If he wants to do this, then it’s for a better cause. I can use this to my advantage as well and end the war that has been going on between the Regions. Looking at the lady once again. “Pass this to Beckett. He is invited to my pack but only if his intentions are genuine. Enough of the games.”

I furrowed my brow. Why is Beckett here? This guy is unbelievable! He hardly shows up on the island, but I see him here. Beckett is one of the dealers who directly reports to me, but he last came around three months ago due to some work. He's also an actor like Jeru and one of the sought-after leading men in the country's movies and TV shows. "Who invited Beckett? Was it you, Jeru?" I asked Jeru, who had just arrived with Daxon.

I don't even blink as I speak. "You tell me." Be says. "I am done lying to you, Ajay. I don't want to fight this anymore. This is my fate, I know, and I accept it. Your actions don't trigger anything. They just give me very bad vibes, and I end up dreaming of the people you kill under my watch. I can't bear the sound of gunshots and I don't know why. But that is all there is, Ajay." I finish trading my lies, and wait for his response which takes almost forever.

“Thank you for the compliment. I’m Leah. And you must be from the Blackwell clan?” The man stood and reached out a hand to her, which she reluctantly shook. “Yes. I’m Theodore Blackwell. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Leah sat down on the sofa next to her father facing Theo and assessed him. He seemed nice enough, but would he be strong enough in the future to stand by her side when she eventually took over the Sullivan clan. Leah doubted it. The man may be kind of charming, but charm didn’t win fights. If her clan were ever to be attacked in the future, Leah didn’t think she would be able to depend on him to have her back.

Salem was still glaring at Clayton. "Layla, make him leave. I can explain the video, but I don't want to share a room with a lowly beastkin!" "I didn't ask you to share a room with him." I shrugged. "Don't you always sleep with Lisa? Then continue rooming with her." Beastkin had a relatively keen sense of smell and hearing. As such, Salem was the only one who knew I smoked. Although I never smoked in my bedroom, he always complained about the smell of smoke and used that as an excuse to sleep in Lisa's room.

Layla replied. “With the look of things I don’t think it is what you can handle, I have been watching you for a while now. You look worried and disturbed, I know there is something bothering you. I am here for you, you can share anything with me,” Becky replied. “You can’t understand but I promise you it will be fine, it is just a matter of time,” Layla said. “What can’t I understand or do you think I don’t know you will be getting married to Lucius and Darius very soon,” Becky stated.

Upon hearing this, Charles shot a glare at Becky and reluctantly took his seat. Becky, interpreting their hesitation as a sign of timidity, grew even more complacent. How did Becky manage to secure an invitation to such an exclusive auction? "Becky had once held the position of a director in the HR department at World Group before her dismissal. Despite her professional role, she did not possess the substantial wealth often associated with the elite class." "Observing the situation, Charles leaned in and remarked, 'I recognize the man next to that troublemaker. He's Stephen Curran, a well-known antique collector in these circles.'"

Pass? I looked at him, puzzled for a moment, but then I noticed some sort of card held by most persons around me. Burgundy with gold lines. Most likely the pass talked about, but I had no such thing. Didn't even hear of it. "Don't you have a pass, sir?" The attendant looked on confused, not understanding how. But right then, "This is Eliot Beckett," someone introduced, helping the attendant. Turning our attention. "Eliot Beckett, CEO of the biggest Media Group, Ward Syndicate. H.S (House of Serena) latest business partner. One of the reasons we're here today."

The elders nodded but the fear remained in their eyes as they watched their King slowly slip away and the unholy monster begin to take his place. Jessebelle raised her well trimmed eyebrow and asked, "Who is her?" her face turned down in a frown. The king sighed, having no patience for the vexing woman beside him. And all of a sudden, like a wave it hit him... The sensation of his mates blood being drawn. Any control he had of his beast was gone as in the next few seconds he had trasformed completely with low growl. The elders all stood up and stepped back as the beast ran through the room and out of the meeting hall. Jessebelle stood up her eyes wide with fear and confusion before her knees