Christian Bale Novels & Stories

In all senses, the man was literally a cheat code because he was strong, fast, and deadly. Due to the heavy internal rounds he sustained, Vraise started spitting out blood but still somehow looked graceful doing it. “Please let them go. You have done enough damage and made your point”. Vraise pleaded, knowing very well ehh Dario was here and what he planned to achieve. Dario actually reasoned with him and demoed him right as he looked back to see how much damage he made and it was indeed a lot. The bodies scattered in the floor The pool of blood The cries abd screams

After a while, he sighed. "My real name is Lucian Quentin Ross". His cold voice broke the silence. I raised my head to look at him. Shock evident on my face. "My dad is Damien Ross". He continued. A small gasp flew from my lips, my eyes widening in surprise. I've heard of Damien Ross. He was one of America's biggest and most wanted drug lord. Ignoring the look on my face, he continued.

she yelled after me. I walked into the kitchen to see Blake standing in front of the sink, his hands soapy up to his forearms as he dipped them back into the sink. He had on a tight white tee that showed off his rippling back muscles as he moved around the kitchen. My tongue darted out to wet my lips and I gulped at the sight. I stalked over to him, making sure to be quiet so he wouldn't notice and grabbed his ass, making him jerk in fright.

We couldn’t leave anyone behind. And then I saw Alyssa. She was beside Caleb the grumpy teenager who was now in wolf form. He was inexperienced, his movements still clumsy, but his size made him comparable to a beta. His dark gray fur shimmered under the dim moonlight as he faced off against a snow-white wolf. Caleb was fighting with everything he had, but his hesitation gave the white wolf the upper hand.

None of these men was worth giggling over, in fact now that they had Cassie, it was time they left. “Caleb.” A booming voice that reverberated round the house caught Kennedy’s attention and she turned to the foot of the stairs, where some blond giant of a man seemed to be giving Caleb a death glare. She knew she had been using the term ‘giant’ to describe these men, but this time, this man fit the description to the T. He beat Rinaldi’s 6ft4” height by at least three inches and was anything but lean; sturdy legs reminding her of tree trunks were encased in dark jeans, those biceps he had inconspicuously hidden in a grey cotton Henley shirt looked like they could crush steel, a wide chest th

she whispered. Caleb nodded slowly, his voice trembling as the truth poured out. “Christian Blake. The man who once caused you so much pain.” Her body stiffened. The words struck her like lightning. She staggered back, her hand flying to her mouth. “No… no, that’s impossible,” she whispered. “You, Christian, he’s dead.” Caleb’s eyes softened. “The birthmark you saw. The little signs you tried to ignore. The doubts you buried in your mind, they were all real.” He stepped forward, tears shimmering in his eyes. “Yes, Crystal. I’m him.”

That would make sense, because everyone seems remarkably calm about the attempted kidnapping last night, I'm pretty sure we should all be making a bigger deal out of that and now… now, the guy who I have literally been dreaming about my entire life, just walks into the house like he actually exists in real life. Sure he's referring to himself by a different name and sure it could be a massive coincidence, some kind of beautiful doppelganger but everything is the same as Coal. From his voice, his dominating aura, the way he walks, even the way his tongue darts out to touch the corner of his lips when he leans forward to talk to Gale and Darius. And now he's caught me staring at him again, lik

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.”

He said, looking away from me, looking at my betas, before turning his attention to me. “What’s your name?” I demanded, stepping closer. “Taylor,” he said, voice low, hoarse. “I knew you’d come. I was waiting for one of you to come, someone to trace the body, someone to try and help.” “Did you bring Caleb back?” His eyes flicked to mine. “No. I stayed away. We all did. We couldn't approach. We saw him being brought to you, but there was a darkness that was around him. It stopped us from approaching.”

But I followed him. I could not stay behind. Outside the gates stood a tall man with a thick skin and deep blue eyes. Alpha Kael. He looked even stronger than the last time I saw him. Alpha power was already smelling on his body and he was breathing like thunder. His eyes found me immediately right there as I got lost in thought. “Annie,” his voice cut across the room. “I have come for my mate and my pups.” The woods went silent for a while. I felt another kind of power as Damon touched me.