Cael Hughes Novels & Stories

I said, my voice like cold silk. The door pushed open, and Kael stepped into the room. He was still in his pads, his jersey torn and stained with grass and sweat. He was six-foot-three of pure, corn-fed muscle, a specimen of physical perfection that usually carried himself with an insufferable swagger. Tonight, his head was bowed, his helmet dangling from his hand like a severed head. "Coach Morgan," he mumbled, his voice thick with shame. "I... I know I messed up."

I plastered a fake smile on my face, trying to hide my disappointment as I looked at her. “No, it’s perfect, and you look beautiful. However…that… happened, it’s part of you, and I say fucking own it.” Determination filled her voice as she crossed her arms over her chest. “I knew I fucking liked her.” Celeste smirked. “She is a fantastic hype-woman, isn’t she.” I laughed in agreement. “Take it off and give it to me so I can buy it for you.” Maeve said, placing her hands on her hips with a look that said she would be willing to fight me on this if she had to.

Also, I can kick your ass. "I was captain of our college basketball team, South Howlers. I won a silver in swimming in high school. I also work for an NGO that works for poor and deaf people..." Blah blah blah. The interview went for the next fifteen minutes. I keep lying like a pro. They seem to be really impressed by me and Ethan's certificates in different fields. Today I realized my brother is gold. "You can join from tomorrow. There will be an open session for all, including freshers, so they can get familiar with our company's environment. It was nice knowing you, young man. We can see the potential in you."

He swore to have them all sacked never to gain employment in any firm in their entire lives if they don’t find his daughter. A record of the cars parked around the area during that hour was collected by the police. A hectic work. And the coverage from the cars’ dashcam was taken. One of the cars has picked out a peculiar event. As Hailey was standing in front of the clubhouse, she looked like she was trying to get some air after she has just finished using the restroom. Suddenly a figure of a man appeared behind her and wrapped her hand against her mouth as she tried to scream and then disappeared with her.

The ringing sound of the doorbell follows. “Coming!” I get up and head to the door to find out who it is and what the person wants. I can't think of anyone who will be at the door this late at night. “How can I help you?” I question, scanning the unfamiliar figure I meet behind the door. His All-black clothing makes me instantly suspicious of him. “Are you Valery Hale?” The stranger asks back with his hands behind his back. How does he know my name? “Yes. How can I help you?” I ask again, still trying to decode his intentions.

“Your father would have been too…” “His excellency, Alpha Aguilar Ivanov.” Marcel, one of the servants called. I nodded at him and he smiled before taking a step back, knowing to head back to the harem. Someone had to help Elena with the girls, especially since they were new within the pack and harem.

he asked once the system was running. “Cassandra Patrice.” Caleb supplied smoothly, his knowledge of her name was thanks to Magnolia and not necessarily because his terrified mate had been forthcoming with any information. He watched Iggy type in the name and then pause for a few seconds before attacking the keyboard in a manner that intrigued Caleb. Having been born in a time that had none of the present gadgets he saw, he was often awed by their abilities, but never bothered enough to learn more about them, he was quite satisfied with the basic knowledge he possessed.

She dialed a number she knew off head and called. "It takes great talent and skill to veil great talent and skill. Little Lotus, how is the brighter side of the world?" A crooked old female voice answered the phone. "Only psychopaths and manipulators can achieve hiding their talents and skills Elder Hoshi. Everything is going as planned thank you for asking. Oh, but a Hian Ji attacked me at my home and knows everything about me. I thought I died and my existence was erased with you and the other Elders' help. What's going on?"

It will kill me and all my friends. Phelan pounced again. This time, Don brought Riptide up in a deadly arc. The hellhound disintegrated into dust and fur. He had prepared for this midnight of the moon, for he had the news already at hand. He could see More wolves surged forward—snakes and giants and telkhines—but the wolf roared at them, and they backed off, “One on one?” He called. “Just like old times?” Phelon's nostrils quivered. She seriously needed to keep a pack of Kleenex in her armor pocket because that nose was wet and red and pretty gross. She unstrapped her dagger and swung it around. It was beautiful in a harsh, I’m~going~to-gut~you~like~a~fish way. Each of its twin blades was