Novel & Cerita Bryce Hawthorne

Bryce wrapped me in his arms and started dancing, although he wasn’t quite as enthusiastic as Adrian had been. “You know,” Bryce said, gazing down at me with his smile still in place, “I’ve never seen Adrian so interested in another living thing.” “Oh?” I said lightly, hoping I didn’t give any of my conflicting emotions away. “What do you mean?” “Besides him being the most standoffish prick known to werewolf kind, I’ve never seen him willingly touch another person.” I almost stumbled, but I caught myself at the last moment. “What do you mean?” Bryce gave me a knowing glance. “He’s touched you more tonight than I’ve seen him touch everyone else for as long as I’ve known him.”

I wondered if this was all a test from Hawthorne and if I had somehow already passed, ready to become his Luna. The maids led the way, and I followed closely behind them. Outside, I saw Hawthorne standing with three people, while four cars were parked neatly. When he saw me, he signaled me to come closer. As I stood before him, I felt the piercing gazes of his guests on my exposed skin. “My lady,” a deep masculine voice spoke behind me. I turned to see Ryan, Hawthorne's beta, with a smile on his face. He took my hand and kissed it, looking pleased. I glanced at Hawthorne, surprised to find him indifferent to his beta’s gesture.

Brian's POV. I have lost count since Wilson had injured my Millie and had vanished. But as far as I could tell hew as no where near the castle. And I was running low on human meat. I needed more. I would have to go hunting. I would have to leave Millie alone for a while but not for long. I got dressed since it was still snowing outside. I tucked Millie into bed and locked the door so she could be safe. She hasn't been feeling well but her leg was getting better. So I kissed on her on the forehead and headed out to hunt with my gun. I walked for a while before seeing ome human tracks in the snow. With my gun ready at hand I followed them. Before finding a man who was just wondering aroudn in

Alexander asked Domenico, keeping his eye on his glass of wine “and this is, indeed, fine wine, Alpha Nathan” “I take it that the two of you are growing close” Domenico said, raising an eyebrow. “You know, it is important to make nice bonds with those that are your partners, and seeing as Nathan and I are now partners, we chose to start getting to know one another over drinks. I was also surprised to see that you were also a shareholder, the one downfall, that I understood at least, was that you had no say at all in the company. It is a shame, but it would teach you not to sign anything without reading it” he said, mocking the Lycan who fought a growl, knowing that there were humans around.

I forgot how to breathe for a second, I just kept my eyes on him, mesmerized by his gentle gaze. “I’m glad you’re okay,” he said low, voice softer than I’d ever heard it. Softer than I thought he was capable of. His forehead dropped to mine, his breath still ragged, his scent overwhelming me as it mixed with smoke and blood. His hard breath hit my face as he spoke, and it took everything in me not to close my eyes and not to lean in. “I mean it, Natalia. I don’t know what would’ve happened if…”

He releases his grip on my mouth and forcefully spins me around to face him. This man is nothing like Thomas. His eyes are a deep shade of brown, and a scar runs across one of his eyebrows. His hand is grimy and covered in black grime, slicked back by natural grease, and I can detect the lingering smell of smoke on his breath. I glance over his shoulder and spot Dale standing there, offering me a smile accompanied by a gentle wave of his finger.

But Bryce didn’t move. Slowly, he lifted his head. Wet strands of pale hair clung to his cheeks. His hoodie, now soaked, clung to his small frame like second skin. He looked no older than sixteen, but his eyes… Those eyes didn’t belong to a boy. He was fucking twenty one! They were too calm, and too steady. “Don’t come close,” he said softly, gasping. His voice was almost fragile, so light it barely rose above the rain. But something about it made one of the younger officers blink.

My shaky right hand tries to cling onto it while pressing the volume button. DEAD BODY FOUND IN DURMONT NATIONAL STADIUM. VICTIM HAS BEEN IDENTIFIED AS LUKE BARNABAS HAWKTHORNE, FOSTER FATHER OF THE FAMOUS HAWKTHORNE BROTHERS OF HAWK EMPIRE, WHO DISAPPEARED FIFTEEN YEARS AGO AFTER THE DEATH OF HIS WIFE WHOM HE WAS REPORTED TO HAVE ABUSED SEVERALLY… Luke’s dead body is shown hanging from the top of a heavy duty vehicle. It’s blurred out, or most of it is, but it’s him…it’s him.

He always ignored it. "What reunion?" Brooke asked, looking between us with those perfectly lined blue eyes. "Nothing," I said quickly. "Carter's just being an asshole." "When am I not?" Carter laughed. "I'm just saying, it's funny how our boy Bryce gets all moody the same day little Avery Whitmore decides to grace us with her presence again." Brooke's grip on my arm tightened slightly. "Avery Whitmore? You mean the girl who…”she trailed off. “I thought she moved away."

he said to Allison, “I can't catch a break. Please ignore her. I’m Diana McCoy’s lawyer.” Max looked away with a weak smile. “ so I guessed right” “Yeah. Chill, bro.” Josh scoffed. “It's not that much of a big deal even if it is” he laughed, “What about you?” Maxwell took a step back. “I’m a big lawyer too. GRM’s.” Josh's smile slowly dried out completely. ****