Cole Macgrath Romane & Geschichten

"I think Molly may have taken some pictures, she wants to become a photographer when she gets older. I know it’s not the same as being there in person but when she gets them devolved I will make sure you get some. I am really sorry." Mackayla heard the sincerity in his voice. "It's okay I can't really blame you it’s what you do." Her uncle had told her that North and West was running breeding and horsemanship programs, and that Blake was very good with animals and people and their reactions to each other. "Yeah but it still was not right. Would you let me make it up to you? The offer for the charity is still on the table."

“If you have enough time for idle gossip in the middle of the day, I’m sure Mrs. McDonald would welcome your help peeling potatoes in the kitchens.” The smaller man who was sparring gives an exaggerated shudder. His accent is so thick I can only pick up the words “kill” and “dragon”, but there are a few titters in the crowd and Ethan grins. I get the impression that whoever Mrs. McDonald is, she’s not very popular.

Jericho grunted as he poured himself a drink. “Especially his brat of a brother,” “Macai is leader of the Legions of the East and a former Savager as well. He is not to be taken lightly,” Algae inputted as he snatched the drink from Jericho's hand. “Pour yourself another,” “Scarred face bitch,” Jericho cussed as he poured himself another glass. “Now, to talk about the bigger issue,” Raid voiced as he stood to his feet. “Your share of the Khang's revenue, it's needed princess,”

The frightening Dominic. She doubted Dominic even knew she existed. The only time he looked at anyone was to give them his icy glare. Apart from that, he kept to himself. Some said he ran the family business alongside his father. A business that none of them knew what it entailed. But one thing was certain, The Montego family was rolling in dough. The family home had been a castle that got converted into a home. With twenty bedrooms, and four sitting areas. Three libraries, two massive kitchens, a home theater that no one used, and a few other rooms that were locked.

Mrs Angela said, smiling gleefully. Tracy Molly turned, her radiant smile beaming as she showcased an effortless grace. Her poised demeanour was matched only by her stunning appearance. Her dress flowed elegantly around her, accentuating her feminine assets. Wade's eyes widened slightly in surprise as Tracy approached the table, her gaze meeting his. His mother, Mrs Angela, looked triumphant, clearly pleased with Tracy's grand entrance. "Isn't she beautiful, Wade?" Mrs Angela asked, her voice tinged with an air of assurance.

He nods before turning his attention back to Lily which I'm grateful for because if he asked me to go first I wouldn't even know where to start. "So first of all, my name is Lily-Mae Carlo, and I am 18 years old. I was 18 two days ago." I see Shane's eyes flash when she says she is 18 but it soon passes, I'm guessing he is older than her. "When I was 4 my dad moved my mom and me to our current pack, and while all of the pack believed that it was because my mom wanted a fresh start, it was not. Before we moved my dad was insanely verbally and mentally abusive towards my mom and me but after we moved he also became physically abusive."

GENERAL POV The day that had been marked on calendars and whispered about in conversations since the last few weeks had finally arrived. It was the 80th birthday celebration of Priest Mack, the patriarch of the Mack family, and the event was nothing short of grand. The newly built family mansion, a gift from his first daughter, Sophie Harrington, stood tall and resplendent, a masterpiece of modern architecture. The walls of the large house were adorned with shimmering drapes and elegant floral arrangements.

Waking up with such an awful dream was to face another terrible reality of her life. Well, this is her marriage: a marriage that still feels like a mystery and will always remain a mystery to her. She was mysteriously married to the Almighty Alexander Georgia: the billionaire mafia lord.

I instructed. "I'm on it. Now for the girl. The one you're not interested in,” he snickered. He quickly stopped when I growled. "Okay. Be broody about it. Aurelia Faith Christian is a sixteen-year-old from Eugene, Oregon. A B+ student, despite her age, will be a senior in the fall. She's on the debate and girls’ lacrosse teams at school and has multiple trophies from equestrian events. Her parents, Mary and William Christian, own and run the Christian horse ranch. And well, they are human. No connection to our kind or even knowledge of it,” he reported.