Book Call Of Duty Novels & Stories

Narrator’s POV— Linda had just purchased the book and was walking to her car when she received a call from Emily. She rolled her eyes and muttered, “Definitely she too needs something!” “Hello?” Linda spoke and started, “Do you really need books when I..” Linda couldn’t complete because from the other side came Emily’s loud crying voice! “Li!! Can you come back please?” Linda frowned! What has happened that Emily was crying?? Did Adrian do something to break her heart??

The gold light pulses once, like a heartbeat. Like the Game itself remembers.

No matter how many waves crash at it, it remains unbending. In the underworld, keeping your identity is vital to survival. It’s very easy to kill someone and have their families want revenge, even if your actions weren’t personal. So among hit people and assassins – yes, there is a difference – we are only referred to by our codenames. We tend to come about them based on our chosen kill method. I ended up being called Blackheart because I tend to exsanguinate my victims and watch them die and those who have met me describe me as cold and emotionless.

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"They know who did this!" That grabs his attention and his wild black eyes snap to Camille. He looks at her with so much venom, I have to obstruct her from his view. "Then they can help from outside my territory." The Demon's Call - Coming soon! 😊

Colette Smith (P.O.V.) I had just gotten a call from Callum. While it was sweet that he called because he was thinking about me, I thought it felt quite odd. Usually at this job, at this hour of the night, he does not have anything to do, so he usually lays on his office couch and plays multiple games on his phone. In between games, he would message me just to let me know what he is doing but he never calls. Callum is the type of person to text everything he wants to say because he is not confrontational, and texting is just easier for him.

"The Hudson slave is finally dead. My Romanov shadow has arrived. A victim cries for justice; a Queen executes with a smile. You’ll have exactly that, Veronica. I will give you the world, and I will let you use it to crush them." He leaned down, his mouth ghosting over my ear, his breath hot against my skin. "Sleep now. At dawn, my staff will bring your battle armor. You aren't going back to that mansion to ask for a signature. You're going there to notify them of their extinction. I want you to look like a goddess of war when you walk through those doors."

I mumbled before answering the call, earning a smirk form Zach. "Alpha Heath," I greeted him with forced civility, keeping my tone neutral. "Felix," Marcus replied, his voice tinged with a mix of urgency and hesitation, "he doesn't even have the decency to call you alpha," Creed growled in my head. "The rogue problem has escalated beyond our control. We need your help."

I plopped down next to him and remembered he had said there is another thing that we also need to talk about. I called his name several times before Drake snapped out of his own head and acknowledged me. When he looked up I reminded him there was something else we needed to talk about. He said we needed to talk about our wolves. I assumed his wolf must be wanting to play with Lila, I could not think of why else he would say our wolves. I was wrong. He asked if Lila was talkative when I was around him or if she acted strange. I told him how Lila is always talkative and active, she is a pushy wolf. He chuckled and then my phone rang. It was the council so I excused myself and walked to the ot