Colonel Quaritch Novels & Stories

The man was tall and buff, he was more like a body builder with a somewhat innocent face and doe-like eyes as he looked at Ashely, “My name is Greg Alpha. I want to talk about something with you.” Ashley smiled at him and said. “Sure Greg what can I do for you?” Greg spoke, “Alpha when the elder had sent me and my battalion to the council, we were assigned to help a pack that was being harmed and repeatedly attacked by the rogues. When reached there I saw that the pack was in a very bad state, half of the warriors of the pack were dead and many women and children were kidnapped if they failed to kidnap then they would just kill whoever would come their way.

The British Lord immediately dispatched dead soldiers to the concert, but all of them disappeared without a trace. Charlie continued, “Quinn is from Eastcliff. Her father, Yule, is my father’s sworn brother, so they arranged a marriage contract between Quinn and me when we were still children. Strictly speaking, she is the fiancée that my parents arranged for me before their death. That day, I appeared there because I was also going to support Quinn. Coincidentally, I sat in the private room next to the Ackers. Rather than saying that I intervened to save them, it's better to say that I intervened to capture the surviving members of the dead soldiers. If not for those dead soldiers, would I

"The pack elders are asking why a Quinn is spending his nights in the Lunar Forensics Lab dissecting rogue carcasses when he should be defending our territory on the ice." "I defend this city in ways you can't even comprehend," I countered, pulling my arm out of his grasp. "And as for the ice, I play for the Grimford Harriers because I choose to, not because you need another trophy for the Quinn Family House. Now, it's late. I have an autopsy on Silas Crowe to finish." "Silas was a Blackridge pup," Victor sneered, straightening his silk tie. "Let Alpha Ronan Blackridge worry about his own trash. You’re coming home."

He did not like Bianca, and he was able to reject William’s offer because Quinn had suddenly stood up in objection. Besides that, he and Charles knew each other, after all. Chase had planned to save Charles when he arrived at South River City. If it were not for Quinn's distrust, Charles might have recovered by now. “Thank you, Chase! Thank you very much. Don’t worry, I’ll definitely keep my promise,” Quinn said as she cried with happiness. Chase returned to the manor and looked at William before saying in front of everyone, “Thank you for the kind offer, Mr. Cooper, but I’m afraid I can’t agree to it.”

‘However, I’m sure we are all delighted that Anton is here to make an appearance. My heart stops as I watch another tall man, this one with bright blue eyes duck under the door. He’s older, his dark hair touched with grey. Anton. Kylar’s Father. The Twins’ Grandfather and Alpha of the pack. I’m staring, pleading silently with the moon goddess as Anton looks around the room and stares at Lou. He looks as though he’s been hit across the face and she’s staring back at him. Her cheeks flushed and rosy before she looks hurriedly down, pretending to type on the keyboard.

I had even had a stupid crush on him back then but now that was long gone. Damion was always the heart throb bad boy. He was carefree and thrived on whatever danger he could find. Once he had turned sixteen though his father had sent him away for a year to live with his uncle in Italy. When he came back he was a trained killing machine. He wasn't as carefree anymore but when we would hang out I could get it to come out of him.

Icy blue eyes held my gaze, the strong determination they had sent a shiver down my body. What will we see in the future? About the babies? Why did I feel like he had something running in his head that I wouldn't like? Miraculously, Archer stopped crying all of a sudden. His round eyes stared at Syl with curiosity. While my man's icy blue eyes narrowed. He still didn't like the junior Valencian much because he ruined our first date. As ridiculous as it was, it was humourous to the rest of us. "Oh, you're finally here! I thought you wouldn't arrive on time," Em exclaimed, giving him a brief hug, much to both Syl and Achilles' dismay. One didn't like to be hugged and the latter didn't apprecia

Another week later – Two weeks before Sanctum Day, after the previous meeting of the colonies in New London, in Dutch Korji, Commander-in-Chief Van Rijn rode on a carriage headed to their parliament. He rushed to the building and quickly ran up the stairs. While outside, a hooded figure noticed the military carriage and walked away, only to see rows and rows of Spanish colonial soldiers marching in perfect formation, some of them eyed him down as he moved out of the way. Meanwhile, the Commander-in-Chief rushed upstairs and barged in on one of the rooms. Inside was the Governor-General of the colony, shocked by his unannounced arrival.

I let my eyes wander around in search of Ian but he is nowhere in sight. David, voiced, "Let's move Cherie" With that we walked to the podium where the cake was ready. Adam cut the cake we wished him and all wished us to be engaged. We had dinner together. Still, I can't get a glimpse of Ian. My heart is longing for his presence and it aches I don't know why. While I was killing my food with a fork. David asked, "Chérie something wrong? You look bothered". I faked a smile and replied, "Nothing Dav I am fine."

Breathing hard. Clearly having run the entire way. The man's face was pale. Terrified. Evelyn immediately stepped forward. "What happened?" The scout swallowed. Then answered. "The western territories have fallen." Silence. The room froze. Lucien's expression darkened. "What?" The scout looked around. Almost unwilling to say it. Then forced the words out. "The packs didn't fight." Confusion spread through the room. "What do you mean?" Ronan asked. The scout's voice trembled.