Bob Odenkirk Novels & Stories

I didn’t want him suspecting anything, and judging by his reaction, for now, I can tell that he doesn’t. “No, as my beta, you are the ONLY one to know about this. Donatello knows about this because he is my partner and Donato is obviously his son” I said, glaring at my beta whose frown deepened somehow. I didn’t respond to him as I looked at Donatello, the two of us sharing a silent message that I was thankful neither Donato or Carter picked up. The bait has been thrown, now all we need to do is see what we’re going to catch…

I nodded. “Thank you for that. Have you found out anything yet?” He shook his head. “No, Felix and Cornelius have been working on it.” I looked at him confused. “Why are they working on it?” He looked over at Lynn and she nodded at him. “Jensen, Cornelius is the Don of the Roman mafia. He is the reason why we were able to save you.”

After settling Lambert and leaving him under Wythe’s care, Bob moved on to the next part of the plan. Odgen had returned to his own room and was calculating the time it would take for the drug to take full effect, planning to check on Lambert soon. Just then, the lights in the room suddenly went out, startling Odgen. He fumbled toward the door, "Is anyone there?" Before he finished speaking, he saw someone standing at the door. Just as he felt a surge of hope, the figure rushed toward him, and before Odgen could react, he felt a sharp pain in his neck and lost consciousness.

Robbie sounds completely dumbfounded and I'd bet my last dollar that most of the men that are in this room feel the same including myself. "You really believe that you are doing good, don't you?" I ask. I need to hear him answer me. I need to hear the words. "Of course." He nods. "We are just doing the goddess's work. We are just helping those that need it." How has he kept up such a good act all of this time? He has been the doc at this pack for decades and yet, always kept up his act. How have I never noticed how fucked up in the head he truly is? How hasn't anyone noticed?

Clinton I was in my office, reading through files of complaints that my people were making. The school needed money for rebuilding and repairing broken water pipes. I sent them the total amount required and was now going through my company affairs before I got a mind link from my Beta. “Alpha, there's a man looking for you. He said to tell you that it's urgent and important.” “What pack is he from, and can you give me a description of him?” I asked as I continued typing on my computer.

'' Delta is the lowest-tiered Werewolf nation. ''Good. I'll be there with Perol,'' replied Eden mentioning Perol who is a Beta, the older brother of Herol. He then walked down the stairs at high speed. Herol's forehead wrinkled. He still remains in his place. Astonished by Eden's enthusiastic attitude that the man rarely shows. What's more, it's about women. Eden who is famous for his power and power throughout the pack in the Scandinavia area is also known as the loneliest Alpha, having not met the Luna.

Adam passed him a bag of ice which he held to his head while he managed to stand up. “Are you okay?” Adam asked. “Yea, I will be.” Ichabod replied in his normal voice before sitting down. “Odin told me what happened, Denis was the lady? Is that true?” Ichabod nodded. It was stupid but there was no way he could explain that to him. He couldn’t even understand. “How is that possible?” “I don’t know Adams, I don’t think Odin knows either.” “Odin mentioned reincarnation, so it’s possible. “

CALLUM Jayden, the only guy in our group who isn't afraid to speak his mind even when being stared at by three females. He is blonde like me and he has deep blue eyes, more deeper than mine that tends to change colors everytime. Sometimes I think his eyes are purple. He is a 6 feet 2 and very athletic, if you know what I mean. He isn't on the football or basket ball team in the school because he doesn't like them. But he goes to the gym a lot and he spends his time in a boxing arena during weekends. He wrestles sometimes too. He lives with his mum and his elder sister. His dad, let's just say some where in the world like my dad neglecting his duties. He changes phones too much just like tash

Then when she agrees I will kill her in front of her brother. “ Here he is sir” the door flung open and the boney boy wearing dirty ragged looking clothes stepped into the room with his head down. His red hair is a mess and you can smell his rotting clothes and bad breath miles away. “ Hmmm, I have a very important role for you.” I grinned sitting on the desk “ what is that?” He mumbled coughing up whatever gross disease he’s managed to catch in the cellar

I entered inside the small office to see a lady sitting at the front desk named Sherry. "May I help you?' She aked politely. "Um yes, I m here to answer the ad for the housekeeping position?" I said trying to sound confident. "Ah yes, let me get Mr. Baxter in here." After she called him, Mr. Baxter came out he was a big man, wit ha big belly and a smoker's breath. He looked tired, his eyes red and watery, his hair and mustache all greasy like. He reeked of sweat and cigarette and I couldn't stand the smell of him. However, I was here to get hired for a job that I desperately needed, so I ignored it and followed him into his office which was also smelled like a disgusting barn. "You are here