Boa Hancock Novels & Stories

He felt like he was hearing things. "Maya Brown!" "Maya Brown…" Ashton repeated the name like he had called it so many times. But how could she have ended up at wind winders pack? It was miles away. Very far from his pack. Ashton calmed down. Maybe it was just a coincidence. But looking at her age, he had some hope in his heart. "Continue." Although Theo did not know why his Alpha reacted in such a way, he did not dare ask. "Maya Brown. Was saved by Mark when she was five years old. The young man was hunting in the woods when he stumbled up on her."

There, the pin was firmly attached to her waist line. “Scarlet really needs to work on this. This could have given me an injury!” She said to herself, Scarlett was her Kenyan designer. As she removed the pin, the door opened all of a sudden and she immediately covered herself with the cloth. “Ichabod! What do you think you are doing?” ** “Oh dear Lord!” Ichabod shouted and slammed the door immediately. What the hell was that? Thank goodness he hadn’t seen her nakedness. That would have cost him his job for sure.

His pudgy face started to turn purple as he finally tapped. “Hana… he’s tapping. Let him up,” Duncan commanded. “No!” Hana shouted back. “He and every last one of you needs to learn their place. I am Hana Kimiko Kinsley. I am the daughter of Suzu Ayako Yashida and Alpha Logan James Kinsley. I am done being treated as lesser because I am human like my mother. And for those that are thinking I am not of his blood. And shouldn’t be treated as the Alpha’s daughter. Know this. I am his daughter by all the ways that matter,” she declared, finally letting the boy go.

taking out five dollars in ones I reach out to hand them to him only for him to shack his head no. "What's your name" he asks catching me off guard, here I thought this Adonis of a man was just going to ignore me while we waited. "Harper, Harper Lewis" I hate my name with a passion, I still to this day have no idea why my mom named me Harper. I reach my hand out for him to shake and ask him what his name is. "Nixon Marsh" he shakes my hand and I feel sparks as if he was electrically charged and I pull my hand away quickly.

He took a step forward, firelight carving deep lines in his face, his voice lowering to a dangerous whisper. “But their rebellion isn’t strength. It’s cowardice—cowardice dressed in ambition.” He let the silence speak again. Then, like a blade finding its target, he said the name. “The man behind this… is my uncle.” Gasps tore through the crowd. A woman near the front crossed herself. Someone else spat into the fire. “He’s eaten at our table,” Noah said, louder now. “He’s fought beside us. He’s bled with us.” His eyes flared gold.

His hesitation appeared to irritate the Alpha further. Harrison stammered and began to cough, clearly struggling to respond to Alpha Riel's question. The Alpha's patience wore thin, and he raised his voice, demanding a clear answer. His frustration was evident, and it was clear that he shared a trait with Hawthorne – a dislike for being kept waiting. In the end, Harrison could do nothing but nod.

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

His eyebrows raised in question, “I'm Ashanti. Ashanti Dunbar, and you? “ His eyes watched my hands longer than I felt comfortable with, I was about to withdraw them when he covered them with his hands. His hands are big, my hand fits perfectly into his like it was made for this. I mentally scold myself for thinking such. Before I could wander further into my thoughts, his deep baritone voice came. “Roman. Roman Domino "

’ Anjana’s face turned pale. ‘Don’t worry; I am saying that as he is the Shiva’s gift. He is part of Shiva. And as Shiva he will also destroy the phoney arrogance of others.’ ‘Oh! Then what’s your suggestion?’ ‘HANUMAN – Destroyer of Phoney Arrogance.’ *****

Alex Rockefeller’s face turned dark. “I’m not interested in kids,” he said. Holly Yates snorted. “I knew it. Men like you are interested in women like Boa Hancock. What’s good about her? Her body is shaped so oddly. It’s troublesome to even walk.” Alex was stunned for a moment. Who was Boa Hancock? But it didn’t matter. “Come. We’ll talk elsewhere,” Alex said. Alex pulled Holly to a corner to negotiate.