Colter Rdr2 Novels & Stories

In a company press release this year, McRyan said he wanted to focus on game development and put his faith in Good to run the business aspects of RDA. At the time of publication, RDA remains a privately held company with the majority of Dragons Reborn's purchasing price going to McRyan's personal coffers. There have been unconfirmed reports that he passed on a portion of the proceeds to his top executives before investing an undisclosed amount into the company.

I bounced on the bed and slept off. ***The next day*** I woke up eager to go torture the man so I could wake up from my nightmare. I rushed to Marco's room and knocked. "Come in." I went in and he handed his iPad to me. His name is Dennis,he's part of the families and he has a wife and a son who is still in high school. I sent all of the information to my phone. "I'll get you your gold and cash sir." I said with confidence and went into the car. I didn't even bother to eat breakfast.

Or become invisible. “You sure you got the right club?” he asked, arching an eyebrow at me. “The Wolf Riders,” I said, and told him about the jacket I’d seen in Snake’s room. “They were talking about someone named Britney Cooper and Grace Carlson. That they were causing trouble. And they needed to be taken care of.” I realized that every time I said that, Steel and Prez seemed to be ready to murder someone, although I don’t think that someone was me. No matter, I continued: “Snake was ordered to--- do it, but he came back a couple of days ago, saying that they were under too much security and he’d risk exposure if he made a move. He did, however, say he managed to silence the cops.” I let my

Xela point of view "Mr Chopra, w-we will be landing in t-twenty m-minutes," one of my new men stammered. "What the-" Either he is stammering because he is afraid of being found out or because of my killer aura.That moron! Nodding, I sipped wine and looked through an important file. I still felt his presence. I narrowed my eyes at him and glared hard already imagining how to twist his intestines and hang them around his neck.

Colt smirked before winking at her and walking back to his SUV. Shutting the doors, I got behind the wheel and started the engine. “Last chance, forget anything?” “I think I’m good.” Adjusting the mirror, I saw Kristen smiling at our daughter. She was tickling her, making her little laugh warm my heart. “Alright, here we go.” Colt put a walkie talkie on the dash so we could communicate as we drove. The whole drive was a few hours drive. He was located more into the mountain range, making the scenery much more appealing. It spoke to my wolf more as we went through the winding roads.

Maverick had shifted as well and although he was smaller than me, he was still impressive in size. Looking up, there were rogues on the roof, tearing shingles off. The fuck? Jumping up was easy and without giving away our presence, Colt jumped on his back, bit down on his shoulder and threw him off the roof. A warrior happened to be standing there watching so he was able to finish the rogue off as soon as he landed. Looking down, on the roof, I saw just the wood under the shingles so the rogue didn't make it far.

"Creed, Law here, we've got trouble." "What's up bro, the fuck is going on now?" We've been pretty much on alert ever since the little powwow a few weeks ago. I was trying to get shit cleaned up in my own backyard before heading to Georgia, but it looked like Colt, the fuck, wasn't gonna give me the chance. "Colt's on the fucking loose is what's going on. Just got a call from Katarina and he's headed to the desert."

“Ed’s decided to move here with us. Ain’t that great?” Relief so profound swept through Chassie she almost crumpled to the ground and wept. “Sure is.” Colt smiled. “I’ll look forward to seein’ you around. I suppose with you partnerin’ up with Trevor again there ain’t a chance in hell that Kade and I will ever win the team ropin’ championship at the Devil’s Tower Rodeo, eh?” Edgard grinned back. “You can try.” “That you can bank on.” Colt turned to Chassie. “Thanks for comin’ over yesterday.

" Okay, but what about my payment?" I nodded. Finding no other way to kill my time here. He guides me to the bar and steadies the revolving bar chair for me to sit. I felt strange again. No man has treated me with so much respect before. He seemed like a nice guy. We started chit-chatting, but my eyes were fixed on my brother's back. Ryder was telling me that he was the head warrior in the second-biggest pack in the world. He attended mid-semester to finish his studies.

Charlotte, a young woman who has endured abuse and deprivation at the hands of her father, begins to find hope and security on Jack’s ranch. As they navigate the complications of their arrangement, true feelings begin to blossom, and both must face internal and external challenges to build a life together. *** Prologue Amarillo, Texas, 1996. Jack Colt is one of the richest ranchers in Texas. His lands stretch as far as the eye can see. Even with so much power and money, he feels that something is missing in his life.