Benjamin From Lost Novels & Stories

The petite redhead breaks the salience, "Ummm… Hello, I'm Becky. I hope you like to eat because I love to cook." "I'm Benjamin, and I am part of the elite team of the Druit Guard. I'm not a picky eater." He's just standing there. Oh gezzz, he's an excellent investigator and warrior, but he's only 23 and has no experience with women who are not warriors like him, and he treats them as one of the guys. Amelie breaks the awkwardness, "Congratulations, Becky! I guess you will be coming with me to the Druit Guard!" Becky takes her gaze off Benjamin and looks around him at Amelie.

Pov. Amber I hop off my motorcycle and whip my helmet off, I look around the school parking lot to see the group that I spotted when I rolled in, staring at me. One of the men really catches my attention. He has to be about six foot six, he has jet black hair and cold gray eyes. He’s leaning on a 1969 black Impala. Out of nowhere some chick in a cheerleading outfit pops up in front of me. “Hi I’m Josephina!” She yells at me in one of those peppy voices you would hear in one of the “Bring It On: movies.

she added, glancing at her colleagues to emphasize the gravity of the situation. Hunter leaned forward, his intense gaze fixed on the screen, where Trisha and Joyril had displayed images of Benjamin’s friend and the mafia they had crossed. The room was silent except for the faint hum of the monitor, as Hunter's mind raced through the information presented to him. Benjamin had always been an artist, someone immersed in creativity and far removed from the intricacies of business dealings. It was no surprise that he’d been duped—he lacked the savvy to navigate the complexities of the trade his friend had led him into. What puzzled Hunter, however, was Benjamin’s initial decision to enter the bu

"He really did it. He really left." "Who is he?" Vrethie cried. "So much for being the worlds best psychic." Eigen cried, grinning widely as he entered the house through the window - how a gaping hole in the side of the house. "You didn't even feel me arrive." Everyone, including Miaka and Kai, took a sidestep and jumped through the hole into the windy garden. Where the monster had landed was now nothing but a bomb site - flattened to ash and dust. "Ashes to ashes - dust to dust," the moster whispered, picking up the blackened sand. It slipped through his fingers like a egg timer, counting down the minutes to the end of days.

Benjamin dropped everything he was doing and rushed to the designer exchange conference overnight. The man who had always been steady and composed actually stumbled when getting out of the car. He anxiously searched through the crowd, even disregarding his image as he shouted loudly, "Selena! Selena! Come out!" Someone who recognized him stepped forward to support Benjamin, who had lost his wits. "Mr. Lane, Ms. Johnson did not attend the exchange conference." "She's here! She's just mad and hiding from me!" Benjamin insisted, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the person.

Since Benjamin himself had returned, he believed winning Isabella back would be effortless. But the result was not merely different from what he had imagined. It was the complete opposite. He had even lost his life here. Benjamin knelt on the ground with a dazed expression, looking utterly broken. Dominic sneered, "You really are the ultimate loser." Benjamin snapped back to his senses and let out a miserable laugh. "If I could do it all over again—" The axe swept through the air, abruptly cutting off his voice. As he watched Benjamin's soul scatter completely into nothingness, Dominic said coldly, "Where do all these 'ifs' come from?"

Amelia finally understood why Benjamin was not present at the family reunion in her dream. River County! He was detained in River County! The cannibal village did not reveal any impropriety. Benjamin was clever and left a trail of marks. The special unit noticed, but it took too long. Benjamin never came out again. After bringing it back, it was his medal. River County was also taken over. The cost was just too high. Benjamin's fate, was gone. In her dream, Benjamin appeared at the party with an abnormal complexion. Was Benjamin, who didn't say a word, a ghost?

"I know Cameron, he will die if something bad happens to Davina. We must stop her" And loose Cameron? I thought with unshed tears. But Blake was right, Cameron is as good as dead if Davina dies. I held Blake. "We need to find Benjamin. Only him can do something" Blake and I searched for Benjamin. It wasn't easy finding him because we can't even sniff him out, he probably had his scent cloaked or something. But we found him at the Pack house. He was outside the house under the Crescent Moon watching the witches from afar. He was leaning against a pillar, then suddenly, he began moving to the woods.

he said, putting it on speaker. “Hey, Asher, Axel, Aiden!” Benjamin’s voice crackled through the phone, unusually cheerful. “I just wanted to thank you guys again for introducing me to my mate. I can’t tell you how much this means to me. Seriously, if you ever need anything, just call me, alright?” There was a moment of silence as we all exchanged looks. Something about Benjamin’s tone was off. Normally calm and serious, he sounded almost giddy, like someone… else entirely.

Caleb took my hand and spoke “ Ali you and Nathan broke up a long time ago .” “ No we didn’t and I have always loved the name William Benjamin for a boy.” Brent gave me an impassive look, but his deep sea blues gave him away. Caleb continued to speak; “Alexis . You and Nathan lost Ben three years ago. I was there he wasn’t .” I flashed back to the night I lost Ben and for a moment everything went still . I took a deep breath and wanted to cry;