Christopher Paolini Novels & Stories

I looked up to see a lean man with blonde hair and bright eyes raising his hands in surrender. Ricco, Nicco, and Maximo shielded me with their bodies. “Viola, it’s me, Carlo Mancuso!” He yelled loud enough to see him. I finally recognized him when he said his name. “Ricco, let him through. He’s my friend.” My three bodyguards obliged and Carlo walked to me. He was the nephew to Stefano Mancuso, the leader of one of the four mafia families in Italy. He and I were not friends. I’d only uttered those words to ensure Ricco would let him through. I’d gone to boarding school with him when I was in high school—before I transferred to an all-girls boarding school.

Alpha Nicholas After the shit show that went down between Sophie and that prick and all that business with meeting my mate, I struggled to get myself back into any kind of party mood which made things a nightmare. Add in the wanna-be future Luna's that I had to talk to and I think it's safe to say that the night was a complete right-off. I ended up being introduced to 23 She-Wolves open to chosen mates and not one of them did a thing for me. I don't want my own mate so why the fuck would I want a fake one? "You do want your mate, you're just being a stubborn prick about it!" Storm has been an absolute nightmare and I get it, I do but he's getting too much. "Not gonna stop!" I go to give him

He looked down at me with a grin, “You’re so short, Mama.” “Please, it’s embarrassing enough that Silas, my fourteen-year-old son, is taller than me. You don’t need to rub it in,” I said, “How about you take that knife out of your brother’s hand and help us make the pizza?” Thankfully, Mathias took the large knife out of Stefano’s hand and chopped the tomatoes for the sauce. As the beautiful smell of tomato, basil and garlic filled the air, the front door opened. Leo and Cato came through from the hall and Leo immediately groaned when he saw Theodore.

They are all looking at the white board. Angelo is writing something and my eyes widened. “I am real,” I read what he just wrote. Everyone laughed nervously and ran off. It’s a simple move but seeing the pentel pen float to write it freaked them out. “I’m sorry,” he said when it’s just the three of us left inside the room. “No, thank you for saving me,” I said. “I won’t be coming with you the next day,” he said in a sad tone. “It’s okay, you can come.”

The time is not right. The warrior takes a break from my back as Alphonse steps in front of the bastard next to me. He’s got an attitude and he’s bleeding from his head. I recognize him as Paul, I didn’t see him often, but he was assigned to clean up. He came in after events from dinner to parties and got rid of the mess.

Their mates are going to be so lucky to have them. “I just had Mr. Trevor for Bio, Miss Libbs for English, and Mr. Dominic for Economics,” I sighed. “Offt damn, I’m sorry gurl that sucks, Trevor and Dominic are dickheads. Libbs isn’t too bad, but you have to be on her good side,” Chloe says, understanding my frustration.

I am the eldest son of an Alpha and a breeder, a strong one, so my father pushed me harder to use a breeder, but I had hoped for my mate. The batch from North America didn't interest me nor did the batch from the South. The current batch is from Central America and so far held no interest for me either until she came out. Many of us higher ups sat up when she came out in her pale blue dress. She stood up on the podium and above her on the flat screen, came her statistics. ALPHA ONLY PRIME BREEDER NAME: KATE MARIE PAYNE AGE: 16 HAIR: BLONDE EYES: SILVER GREY

"Yes, I can say that,' Alexandro said. “I won’t join your manhunt, if that’s what you’re asking. But I will tell you this—there are others out there. Beyond my kingdom. Beyond yours. Not all creatures respect our war or our women.” Alexandro’s eyes narrowed. “You know something.” “I know rumors. I’ve heard whispers of a new power rising from the east. A rogue named Maeron. Not a wolf. Not quite human. Something... older. I thought he was a myth.” “Why would a myth take my mate?” Valerian’s expression darkened. “You’ll have to find that answer yourself.” Alexandro’s jaw tightened. He didn’t trust Valerian. He never would. But what he said sounded real.

As soon as we got to the apartment I was welcomed by Damian who looked gorgeous, He looked like a fine old wine. Life can be so unfair, why make him look this hot and sexy after all he did to me. How do I stay mad with this man who manages to make me forget the reason for my anger in the first place? He was putting on a grey fitted polo shirt on black shorts. The shirt clinch to his body perfectly, bringing his more defined even tone abs. The button on the polo was undone to reveal a bit of his chest. He also seem smitten by my appearance as his blue eyes grew darker the moment I walked in.

When I did not answer, he looked toward the door. "He goes by the name Jason. He said you would want to see him." He said, but I was already up on my feet and heading towards the door without realizing it. "Please let him in," I said without hesitating. I didn't remember getting any visitors, and the one person that Dominic hated was right there, in his home. Christopher tilted his head and disappeared, and no sooner than he did, Jason strode in. I rushed to close the door behind him while he admired the place, walking like he was in a palace somewhere. He looked up and down.