Bennett And Razor Novels & Stories

Carter sends it long. Bennett takes possession like the puck belongs to him like it was handed down, inherited, untouchable. Like no one else has the right to breathe near it. I sprint to keep pace, but at the speed he’s moving, I’m not sure he even knows I exist. His focus is singular. Predatory. The net. The defense smells blood. Eyes flare wide, then sharpen. The first man lunges. Bennett slips past him. The arena falls into a stunned silence.

“Take it all.” Benjamin sat forward slightly. “Bennett, let's not make rash decisions-” “This isn't rash,” he said. “I’m being honest. I’ve built more on my own than you both ever handed me. I don’t need your empire. I never did.” Regina’s mouth parted, shocked but she swallowed her words. The Silence that followed was suffocating. Bennett turned to me. “Let's get out here” “What about-?” I started but he shook his head.

If he’d just talked to her honestly, would it have had a positive outcome for both of them? The incident reinforced Ben’s decision to keep the two halves of himself separate: Bennett, the sexual dominant, and Ben, the laid-back rancher. The women who appealed to Bennett would never find a permanent place in Ben’s life. Inside the club he never spoke of his life outside the club.

Absolutely perfect. TARGET NINE: BENNETT - THE KNIFE "Bennett," Dante called. "You're next." Bennett didn't move. Frozen. Terrified. She picked up her knife. Walked to him. Grabbed his hair. Forced him to his knees. Looked at Atlas. "Hold him." Atlas moved. No hesitation. Grabbed Bennett's shoulders. Held him still. Kneeling. Waiting. She stood in front of Bennett. Knife in hand. "Open your mouth."

Razor “Good thing I have a solid alibi because those detectives looked ready to cuff me and throw away the key.” Nick scoffed amusingly. I looked down at my watch. “We need to be careful now. With Lara’s death and all.” “Hmm,” I nodded, glancing at my watch again. “Razor!” Nick banged his fist on the table, “Are you expecting something soon?” Nick barked looking at me. “Did you even hear what I said?” he raised his brow at me.

Raul Frey wanders the world, that's why that fool is always gone. "How are you? Who are you with?" "I'm okay. I'll just go with the MIB--- I mean with the... boys," said Bennet, suddenly scratching his head. I stopped laughing. MIB Pfft! I already infected him when I called the MIB to my bodyguards. "Okay," I said. "Off you go, then." Bennet just stared at him. "Hey!" I love him. "Mmmm. What's your plan for the day?" Bennet asked suddenly.

Ransom “My pet serial killers haven’t returned. What do you make of that?” Razor asks, sitting beside me on the bed I’m strapped down on. I grunt, shaking my head since I cannot do much else gagged. He snaps a picture of him washing my neck with makeup remover to reveal the hidden tattoos. This stars-damn fucker keeps ruining my makeup! It makes me furious. Well, my version of furious is murdery. Murdery, for me, is a simmer, not a full rolling boil angry like Jase gets.

, whispered Zane. "Wait you can smell people's emotions? Creep",said Laurel "This is not the time for jokes Laurel ! He smells of deception",said Zane "Bennett is it true?",asked Emily fearfully Bennett gave a creepy smile and said,"How rude of you to interrupt my thinking Zane" "And what were you thinking about?",asked Laurel, "please tell me you came up with an extremely good idea of collecting water and food" "Actually, I was just thinking about three different painless ways to kill you .... painfully actually, painless is not really my style", said Bennett with a spine-chilling voice

Bennett turned toward me, looking like that was the last thing he thought should happen. “If I’m getting worse,” I told him, “then a support system outside of me will only be more important.” Bennett dropped his shoulders, like he hated what I was implying. Honestly, so did I. “Please,” I requested. Bennett broke our eye contact, grinding his teeth together. “You want me to host a guy’s night tonight for all our male cousins and Theo?” I nodded. “Fine.” He pushed off the ground to stand. “Manifest ten weapons.”

The sound of growling and whimpering was all you could hear in the yard as the pack and rogues faught. The scent of blood filled the air as rogue after rogue was killed. I growled as the rogue I was fighting tackled me causing me to skid across the yard, and hit a tree giving him enough time to come at me since I was still disoriented from the tackle but before he could get to me, I saw a flash of black fur jump in front of me as blood dripped down its coat and I knew it was Bennett. I've never seen Bennett fight before so watching this was both exciting and terrifying at the same time. Exciting because I knew he would be able to defend himself if we were ever attacked and terrifying because