Charming Sons Of Anarchy Novels & Stories

While I couldn’t see him from beyond the doorway, I could picture his shoulders squared, his eyes sharp, his entire presence thrumming with that dangerous aura that made lesser wolves avert their eyes. I knew he was bristling with barely concealed impatience, as though the very act of waiting for an answer was beneath him. “Where?” Right as I turned to face the IV hookup next to the cot, two figures appeared in my peripheral. I could feel his gaze sweep the room, then cut immediately to the cot where the old man laid. “Alpha Ronan,” Damon said smoothly, inclining his head in a gesture of respect. The title snagged in my mind like a hook, yanking my attention back around before I could stop m

Chloe gasped, pointing as Damien stepped out of the car. He closed the door calmly and walked toward us, tall and composed, his presence shifting the air around him in a way that made both girls instinctively straighten. "Hello," Damien said politely. "I'm Daniel. You must be Chloe and Isabella." Isabella nodded quickly, momentarily unsure of what to say. Chloe recovered faster, grinning. "Wow," Chloe said. "Nice to finally meet you." Damien inclined his head slightly in response. "Your son is adorable, by the way," Chloe added brightly. "Thank you for picking us up."

I just entered a taxi real quick. Memories flooded me as I sat in the car. All the moments spent with Jeremy.Jeremy was tall with dark brown hair, a sharp jawline with a hint of stubble.His hazel-green eyes were my favorite features and his broad shoulders with bulky muscles. He was his father’s only son in charge of the multi billion dollar business across the majority of the states.

After all, he looked like he would be able to handle himself in the event that someone targetted him. I did not know how much training he had been doing, or on what level he was, but he was well-built. It was easy for me to see that he was the first born son to a Beta. There was just something in his genetics that made me realise it. Samantha did not strike me as a Beta's daughter... But then again, I did not know what she struck me as. "What if they don't like us?" This question was directed at Samantha, and I could not help but look at her. I was able to take note of the way that her shoulders lifted, almost like she was busy preparing herself to be the big sister that she was.

They all turned to look. The person in the lead was Sherman Abbott. He was tall and muscular. Although his hair was white, his face was rosy and his footsteps were steady. He was obviously a skilled fighter. The beautiful Yarely followed behind. She had the face of an angel and the body of a devil. Her slender legs were exposed as she walked, and the men could not peel their eyes away. There were another two men with them. The large one’s nickname was Slayer, and the thin one was Vandal. Both were cruel, ruthless men and Sherman's trusted subordinates.

When Benji's funeral was over, I headed to the hospital right away. Rosalind Lane's son, Kenneth Young, resided in a VIP ward. His arm was bandaged, and he could be seen chatting with Rosalind and Joshua animatedly. Joshua's expression crashed instantly the moment he saw me. He hurried out of the ward afterward. "Who told you to come here? Kenny's condition has just stabilized! Don't cause trouble for us, now!" "Joshua Tucker, your son is dead, and yet all you care about is another woman's son!" I roared at Joshua hysterically, earning shocked looks from Rosalind and Kenneth.

Nathan said, “I may never get touched again. Though I hope she doesn’t hold it against me. I do have to say though I liked her being pregnant.” “And you wonder why you and your brother are less than a year apart.” Maverick laughed. “We are less than eleven months apart,” Nathan said as he thought about that. “And the knowledge that your beautiful wife is in there with your son. That does have a way of getting the blood pumping again in a different way.” Maverick said with a grin. “However, this is our last. This is your new beginning.” “A son and grandson in one day. How does it feel, old man?” Nathan laughed.

“Wow! It’s amazing, Mom! I think I will be enjoying it here! Plus, I’m finally going to see my grandmother!” I caressed my son’s hair as I watched his excitement. It’s been seven years already since I took my last step in this state. There was no major change anyway, but as I breathe the fresh air in Pennsylvania, the memories I have here come back in an instant… including all the memories I had made with Alpha Rouge, Hector’s father. I haven’t told him yet about his father, only his identity that his father is an Alpha. After all, he’s still young to understand such things.

The boys whined at their elder brothers but understood their points. The toughest task was to get permission from the first-generation Possessive Alpha Males - Arjun Kashyap (The BEAST), Davis Grey (The MONSTER), Neil Khanna (The DEVIL), Daniel Miller (The DEMON), and Rudra Singh Rathore (The HADES). And not to forget the elder Alpha Males of the family - Yudhishthir Singh Rathore (The Former King of the Gadh) and Yuvaan Singh Rathore (The Prince of The Gadh). They sighed and inhaled deeply.

The consequences of his actions were inevitable, and they were closing in fast. Chris’s gaze locked onto Josh, who stood with a calmness that was almost unsettling. Josh gave off an aura of quiet confidence, It was a demeanor that sent an icy shiver coursing through Chris’s veins. How could he have been so blind? How could he have underestimated the man standing before him, the grandson of Giovanni De La Cruz?