Coco Hector Alive Novels & Stories

My son says: - My name's Colby and I'm the youngest son of the Lycon Moon Pack Alpha. Despite being born an alpha, I took on the role of a beta in my pack. I'm 18 years old, and I will never reject you. Neither you nor your child, if you really are pregnant. The child has no memory of the monster that his father wore, and I'll treat him as my son. I see the boy soften his expression, and I leave the room. Colby is young but a great guy. It was not by chance that I chose him as my beta. I'm proud of the man he became.

“Hey Mr. Hero, this girl is our possession. So, it's better that you leave her to us only.” Hiya felt petrified hearing his threat while Ahil least bothered by his false hollow words hits hard on the man he was holding on, and he falls on ground subconsciously.

Coco shooed her away like a dangerous fly, causing Catherine’s brows to crease from embarrassment. Zora and Madison found themselves giggling aloud, deepening Catherine’s embarrassment. To make matters worse, Lake wrapped his arms around Coco’s waist from behind and kissed the crook of her neck. "You know that no woman can take me away from you right? In fact, in my eyes, you are the only woman I see." Coco’s cheeks crimsoned at his heartfelt words, and all her friends were happy for her. Margo smiled mischievously and addressed Hector. "You know what, Hector? This shows how useless of a man you are. My brother knows how to treat a woman right, and that is why your sister is just an eyesore

Tala is howling in my head, her body succumbing to the pain. “You’ll die, right along with him. So, no need to worry about that.” She cackles. There’s a sudden screech that comes out of her mouth and I see a hand protruding from her chest, her heart in their hand. James yanks his hand back through her, making sure to hold on to her heart. “Hasta la vista…baby,” James says. If I was in any condition at all, I would have rolled my eyes and snorted but I couldn’t push through the pain to accomplish that. Scàthach’s body crumbles to the ground and suddenly Arawn appears in front of us out of fucking nowhere.

When he sat down, he stated: “You know, you are getting used to me little by little. You don’t act like you hate me, maybe just little!” “Yeah, 100 times per day. I hate you so much, that even the character Charlotte from my favorite childhood series “H20: just add water”, whom I couldn’t stand, seems like an angel now!” He laughed again and said: “Wait a little bit and you’ll be madly in love with me!” “I will be sitting madly in prison for killing you! Yeah, I’ll wait!” “You are hilarious!”

She gave a bigger hug to Lynton, who looked like he was going to cry. “Vasilia. Thank you. Your work saved my mate.” Hector said. “I’m glad she’s safely with you again.” I smiled. “I found my male mate while I was here, too.” He told me. “Are they getting along?” I whispered. Hector shook his head. “Like cats and dogs.” “It will get better. Ford and Aria used to be like that.” I assured him. “I’m glad you’re alive again. I’ll see you in training.” He winked.

He said with a soft smile as he took his wife’s hand gently and caressed it. “He’s right hunny.” The Luna says and Runa only smiled and nodded. A man stepped out, stood at least five-six, and looked young. “This is Alex, he’s unmated and is a very excellent fighter. If anything happens,” he paused before glancing to Alpha Ace, “Report to us and keep her safe.” “Of course Alpha,” Alex said, crouching down to get bags and placing them in the car that awaited her. She grimaced a bit before giving her farewells to her friends, Sierra and Milo, and her pups she trained for years.

Prom … I can’t fucking imagine anything more pathetic and boring. In reality Hector was like bringing home a damn lobster or steak for dinner. Clean cut good looking kid, not even pledging his pack yet and dipping into the violence and darkness. He's likely never even killed. Probably a decent kid really. It was no wonder Mona and Dozer set it up, pushed for it.

The room behind her was empty, the walls bare. I double-tapped. The screen lit up. Maria lifted her head slowly. Her hazel eyes locked on the camera. Wide, afraid. Her lips trembled like she wanted to speak but couldn’t. Then another figure stepped into view. Hector. His face calm, sharp, eyes cold as stone. He stood behind her, resting one hand on her chair. His voice cut through the speakers, steady and controlled. "Wolfe. You want her alive? Then don’t do it."

"That's where she is. Drive, Hector. Drive!" He didn't need further prompting. The tires squealed as he spun the armored sedan around, aiming it toward the forgotten, dark edges of the city. "You're a brilliant, terrifying menace, Beth," Hector said, glancing over at me. "I know," I breathed, already preparing to hack into the local grid to confirm the power draw. "Now, let's go get our people back."