Biased Novels & Stories

POV Ruby I didn't like the way that Wolf was looking at me. He looked deep in thought and it made me nervous. He shook his head and then looked at me. I swear that all the anger and rage left his eyes and was replace with something else. Something that I used to see in his eyes when we were kids. I gasped in confusion. I felt unnerved and I wished that he would go back to looking angry. This new look was scary and made me uncertain. Suddenly, I felt a large hand on my shoulder and Wolf looked up at someone behind me. Immediately his eyes changed to anger but I knew that it wasn't directed at me for once. I turned and was met with Sam standing over me and Pete behind him.

“Boss will you tell him that whatever he says never makes any sense?” Leo demands storming into the office with coming in hot behind him “ No, tell him that I am right and he’s just delusional.” Noah huffs plopping on the chair in front of my desk “What the hell are you two talking about?” I groan, rubbing the bridge of my nose. Ever since I assigned Leo’s brother Noah to the team they have done nothing but argue. “ He said that waffles are better than pancakes.” Noah gasps

"You're saying... that you're something dangerous." Amelia nodded, and by this time, tears were running easily down her face. "Sure, Ethan. I am a moonshifter, which means I came from both light and dark. Some people hunt my kind, while others look up to it. Gabriel thought he was keeping you from having to deal with the trouble of being with me. Ethan's mixed feelings were like a storm inside of him. "What now? Why do you say this to me?" "Because I can't keep lying to you, Ethan," Amelia said in an emotional voice. "I love you, and I can't stand the thought of you hating me for keeping this a secret. But I can't change who I am either."

Ken stood up and walked towards the fire place. He pressed a button and out came a small drawer. He picked out a cigarette, lighted it using the lit fire place. “Where is she?” Ken questioned, facing the roof, exhaling a cloud of smoke. “I’m sorry boss.” Ben pleaded, going on his knees. “She…she got away, I’m sorry boss.” Ben stammered. “You’re sorry?” Ken questioned, facing him and giving Ben a harsh look. Ken turned backing him, “you know I have zero tolerance for failures but as a close and trusted friend I forgive you." He spoke, his cigarette in his mouth, hands backwards.

No doubt, years of leading the unleadable had gained him that skill. Minus, on the other hand, was more like a dormant volcano that was waking up after a long sleep. He seemed calm on the outside, but I could sense a lake of molten anger bubbling deep inside him. Some of that anger began to flow out as Minus challenged my uncle and seeing the look on his face brought back a flood of memories. His beautiful features, forming into a Viking-like scowl. His fists, balled up at his sides, caused his biceps to swell. As hurt and confused as I was, I could not stop myself from feeling an instant, and overwhelming attraction to him. I had to force myself to look away.

So annoying. ***

Ace gripped the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles turned white. His mind was a storm of anger and frustration, his thoughts circling around one thing: Lisa had left. The one person he thought he could count on, who understood him, had walked out the door without looking back. He couldn’t understand it, couldn’t accept it. The anger boiled within him, each breath stoking the fire until it felt like he was going to explode. How could she leave him like that? How could she choose his sister—his traitorous, manipulative sister—over him? It was incomprehensible, and it made him feel like the world was spinning out of control.

In a daze, I recalled how things had been before I turned six. Back then, although my parents favored Andrew because he was younger, they still showed me a decent amount of care. But the year I turned six, I accidentally stumbled upon Dad hugging another woman downstairs. Too young to understand what was happening, I ran and told Mom about it. She confronted Dad, and a huge argument erupted. I stood there dumbly, not grasping the situation. However, I had a faint inkling that Dad had done something to hurt Mom. So, I stepped forward and planted myself in front of her. Then, I sternly told Dad not to bully Mom.