Chuck Hansen Novels & Stories

I ask Luke because I’m so certain that we have met before. Luke bursts into laughing. Why is he laughing at me? Did I say something funny? “And why is a high school kid asking me if we have met before?” Luke asks me ironically. There’s no need to be rude. I just want to know who he is. Is he so important that I cannot ask who he is? “Ignore him. My father owns the biggest ranch, and my family runs it. We sell organic beef and other stuff. Even livestock.” Justin explains to me.

Ash certainly forgot about Alexander as well as their confrontation until he appeared on Thursday morning with five big suitcases with him. They were momentarily speechless because of the amount of baggage Alexander had to bring to go to Wisconsin. It's as if he's going for a trip around the world, not for an investigation.

You never saw it, but you knew it was down there irking, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. I type "Nolan Mennetti, Chicago," into the search bar and a ton of hits pop up. Ignoring the articles, I hit the images button, wanting to see what Nolan Mennetti looks like. Wanting to see the man who's now clinging to life in the hospital and whose family is out for my family's blood. Nolan Mennetti looks to be in his early 50s with a head of thick, dark hair and ice-blue eyes. I suppose he's handsome for an older man, but there's no missing the ruthlessness in his eyes.

Hunter: The road in was long and dumb quiet, the kind of quiet that tells you everything worth knowing has gone to ground. I kept the bike under the trees and moved on foot, boots chewing at the moss. Xavier’s words looped in my head: Find her before he does. Short, sharp, no room for mistakes. “Beta, are you sure that coming here is the right option?” One of the gammas, Brian, asked. “Are you going to question the Alpha, Brian?” I asked, and he shook his head.

Katerina: “Hello?” I asked, rubbing the sleep from my eyes as I answered whoever was calling. Nathan, who was asleep by my side, opened his eyes, frowning in confusion at who was calling this early in the morning. “Hello, is this Mrs. Katerina Kozlov?” A man asked. “Yes, it’s me” I said, sitting up. Nathan sat up, shaking his head in confusion before a smile replaced his forming frown. “I am Professor Jasper from…”

“I will let you know when I speak with Sarah.” “I will have the nurse come back in a few minutes and we will remove the cast. I want to check healing of the leg, since it looks like your wolf is helping you heal.” The doctor stated as he left the room. “Harley, this is Alpha Michael. Alpha Michael’s son, Alpha Duncan, now runs the Crescent River Pack. Alpha Michael was part of the group that was to meet you and Coral at the cabin last year.” Alpha Michael approached and stood across from Alpha Anders. “Nice to meet you, Harley. How are you feeling?”

taking out five dollars in ones I reach out to hand them to him only for him to shack his head no. "What's your name" he asks catching me off guard, here I thought this Adonis of a man was just going to ignore me while we waited. "Harper, Harper Lewis" I hate my name with a passion, I still to this day have no idea why my mom named me Harper. I reach my hand out for him to shake and ask him what his name is. "Nixon Marsh" he shakes my hand and I feel sparks as if he was electrically charged and I pull my hand away quickly.

The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement. Dana was not planning to stay idle throughout her stay in California so she decided to research about the CRUZ company. It was created by the Cruz couple and when Manuel died, Henry took over as the CEO. Dana had to confess that she had been hearing of the CRUZ company in the past years during her stay in Italy. Their works were distributed worldwide and sold in many different countries. Their designs were superb and so were the paintings which were made by their first son.

Forgot about the danger waiting ahead. --- Hours later... The jet landed at a small military airfield near the Arctic coast. Snow covered everything. The freezing wind cut through their heavy coats. Elena looked around. "It feels..." "Empty." Evelyn nodded. "That's why Samuel chose this place." "No one comes here." --- Waiting for them at the airfield was a gray-haired man wearing a military uniform. He saluted Adrian. "Chairman Blackwell." "My name is Colonel Erik Hansen." "I've been monitoring unusual activity in these mountains for nearly fifteen years."