Clone Wars Trespass Novels & Stories

He reached across the small cabin, his large, warm hand gripping her thigh, his thumb rubbing circles against the leather, providing a grounding, scorching heat that kept her inner wolf from spinning out into total bloodlust. "We are ten minutes out," Dominic murmured through the tactical headset, his voice a low vibration in her ears. He leaned forward, his face inches from hers, his gold eyes swirling dangerously. "When we land, my warriors will secure the perimeter. Corvin is yours, Clara. But the trackers who touched your brother... their deaths are mine." Clara looked out the reinforced glass window, her amber eyes reflecting the distant, flashing red lights of the human corporate airst

Charli install a bomb inside the hotel, within 2 hours I need to finish my mission because if I failed, I would explode into pieces along with those people who stayed here in the Hotel. When those Indian boys disappeared in my sight, my face automatically turned into dark and serious aura when I also realized that I am in front of my guest’s Room, which is Mr. Chen, a Chinese Businessman, and my target. I continued walking towards the door when someone blocked my way that made me stopped. It is his Bodyguards.

Dear Readers, From this point, i will continue writing the sequel of the book "The claim of his Claws.." in the same book series as "THE BETA'S CONQUEST.." In this sequel, a part of beta Lance's story will be highlighted after his abandoning of the pack. His struggles from the heartbreak and post traumatic stress disorder that he suffered after his beloved mate died. Will there be another chance for Lance or will he destroy everything coming in his ways? Will he be able to control his dark side or let it go and become a rogue Werewolf wandering in the world.

Lucas won, of course, but I am pretty sure he would still be buying the three of us ice cream. “Hey El, this claw machine is a scam. In fact, all of these are. You will just be wasting your tokens here,” Lucas said. They are already beside me. “I know, but I saw this cute little white cat and thought of you. I thought of giving it to you. Look, it looks like you. Especially when you are annoyed,” I responded, speaking what is on my mind. I was still playing the game while I spoke. This is getting irritating, why can’t this little cute cat just go with the claw?

I had walked right into the lion's den, and I needed to be ready for a bloodbath indeed. “Is that understood?” Sniff. “Answer me.” He growled, tightening his grip on my jaw. “Yes,” I forced a smile, “I understand. What were you saying about me being your American girlfriend from the Coyote Mafia?” He scoffed, taking my hand now. “The real game is only just beginning, and you're already flopping?” “You should have said all this in the car instead of trying to play the hot, sexy mafia Capo you’re not,” I replied through gritted teeth.

Ryan has already surrounded the mansion with their guards. Outside, the armed men surged forward like a dark tide, their movements swift and calculated. They spread out around the mansion, a well-coordinated assault aimed at dismantling Rajeev's defenses. The guards, once confident in their numbers, now found themselves outmatched, falling one by one to the relentless onslaught. The sharp crack of gunfire punctuated the air, mingling with the shouts of men caught in the throes of battle. Each confrontation was brutal and swift; the sound of bodies hitting the ground echoed through the mansion. Neil, battered and bruised, slowly rose from the ground, the metallic taste of blood lingering on h

His wolf nodded along with him in agreement. *** The dark-colored trucks inched their way through the rocky terrain, their headlights piercing through the dark night, illuminating the clearing that was bordered by the Mountains. Alpha Danvers trucks stopped near Kyle and Greyston’s truck and Alpha Danvers and his men stepped out the trucks and stood in the front of their trucks facing Kyle and his father, his father’s beta Paul, Nick and three other enforcers from their pack. The trucks’ headlights created shadows around the men. The dark pine trees and mountains created an eerie atmosphere in the moonless night.

He pulled me against his solid body and locked my wrists behind my back using his left hand. He growls, squeezing my butt with his other hand. I let out a gasp at his action. Taking it as an opportunity, he plunges his tongue inside my throat. His tongue explored every corner of my mouth aggressively and I resisted as much as I could. Finally, after what felt like forever, he pulled away. He stroked my lower lips lightly with his thumb. " Your lips are swollen", he exclaimed, seemingly pleased with himself. I swat his hand away in frustration and anger.

"You're mine, that's what. And do you know what I do with my toys?" I could feel Callie's breath coming out quickly, her hand was twitching, obviously wanting to reach out to me but knowing to show weakness would be futile. "I play with my toys," he whispered. His voice sent shivers through me. I continued to stare at the door, pretending he didn't bother me. "I tie them up and put them on display, like a trophy. I use them until they are so worn down they are falling apart. Like a dog with a bone. When I'm done with you, you'll be unrecognizable and you'll wish death had come sooner."

He is reminiscing about her saying, "We did what you said. The king is dead." But this time it hits differently. Something from the memory catches his attention. He turns back towards the place she was standing. She is long gone, only a fallen helmet of James is lying on the ground. Clouds in the sky puff away and the sun shines brightly. The helmet flies in the air and gets fitted on James's head as Reza's memory reconstructs the scene. James is walking towards the man sitting on his knees for a final punch. The cart's driver is standing behind James. Driver swings his heavy metal spear in the air. The blow of it knocks James to the ground. on his helmet. "What the fuck do you want from us