Cregan Stark Novels & Stories

For the elite guard to grace their home meant something monumental was happening—whether a blessing or a curse, she didn't know. Jake stepped forward, bowing low as the commander approached. “Is that her?” the Kingsguard asked, his sharp eyes locking onto Calista. “Yes, Sir Braavos,” Jake replied eagerly. “Her name is Calista Caitlynn. Nineteen, a maiden, and a virgin. I am certain the Alpha will find her suitable.” Sir Braavos signaled his men, and a heavy iron box filled with gold coins was handed over to Jake in exchange for his daughter.

“This is Harvey, Stinger! “Not only did he cripple me, but he also went against the Young Master! “He’s planning to disrupt your business here! “He’s clearly trying to have that woman all to himself!” Stinger thought of something when he smiled profoundly. He crossed his arms as he slowly approached Harvey. “You’re the man who crippled Salem? “I heard you also crushed the filth, Stefan. “Not to mention Master Takai. “You even crippled someone from our sect and forced him to break his own arms? “Well? “You think you’re impressive? “Do you think you’re some hotshot now?” Stinger seemed indifferent when he spoke.

Just when I tried to fight him off, a syringe pierced into my neck, and the whole of me stiffened in one instance. “I didn’t want to use this method. But you just fucking made me do it. This won’t be fun,” he said to me as my body stood like a statue. Vogar ran his fingers through my hair, taking a strand and sniffing it hard. “I miss this scent, Mate.” He fixed his hands in his pocket and brought out a bundle of money. He threw it at Caleb, “Nice job, Man. Bring her to the car.” Vogar ordered Caleb before walking away.

“Who do you think you are to keep me against my will?” Derek didn't reply. In fact, he was stunned by the sudden outbursts. Derek's silence encouraged Lewis to continue. “I think you are feeling like Stygian. Kidnapping and threatening people like it was legal.” Paulo couldn't hold back his laugh anymore. He let out a short mocking life before controlling himself again. Derek was amused by Lewis' ignorance. “Just so you know, young man. I'm Derek Stygian.” Lewis wanted to laugh but his brain quickly calculated everything that had happened. He had never met Stygian before but everything he heard and saw here were similar to the things he had heard about him.

She did feel like a degenerate, but a very happy, very satisfied and very confused, degenerate. Creighton’s Steward was a middle-aged British man named Garman Ward. He was stern and very proper, and kept the yacht and staff in line, making certain everyone did his, or her, job without hesitation. Creighton and Sandra had spent the afternoon scuba diving and returned to the ship shortly after twilight to find wine and cheese waiting for them in the parlor. After their large lunch, having a simple snack was perfect, allowing them time to enjoy the evening together.

His defensive skills were unparalleled, and a smasher could not hurt him in a fight. The other was trained in a secret technique known as the Subsonic Feet. His speed was so swift that he was countless times more outstanding than Ryker Swift. The person trained in the Steel Screen was known as Tegan Steele, while the one trained in the Subsonic Feet was Abel Cadogan. The former was a skilled fighter that the Cadogans solicited, while the latter was a member of the collateral branch of the family. Hence, Abel was the main decision-maker among the two fighters.

“I have taken over as leader of Stark Growlers and I am not alone. My brother Carter is with me and we are working on fixing the problems in the pack. Aside from us, Daxton Cruz, the leader of Crimson Fang, is here to assist us.” “Wait, you are going to help?” Gregory’s eyes widened. “We are going to do more than just help.” I glanced around the area for something to write with. “Do you have a pen and piece of paper?” “Here.” Gregory reached into the pocket of his coat and pulled out a blue ink pen and a miniature notepad.

His defensive skills were unparalleled, and a smasher could not hurt him in a fight. The other was trained in a secret technique known as the Subsonic Feet. His speed was so swift that he was countless times more outstanding than Ryker Swift. The person trained in the Steel Screen was known as Tegan Steele, while the one trained in the Subsonic Feet was Abel Cadogan. The former was a skilled fighter that the Cadogans solicited, while the latter was a member of the collateral branch of the family. Hence, Abel was the main decision-maker among the two fighters.

Silvercloud grinned, doing the Mister Burns finger-tapping thing. Everyone else took a look and nodded in understanding. “Um, hello. Human here who has no clue what is going on,” Alex raised his hand. “The mark Alpha now sports tells all he is the mate of the Kavanagh Alpha,” Silvercloud smirked, giving me a bow. “What? I’m so confused,” Alex sighed.

Just as the figure prepared to speak, Adrian interjected sharply, "Am I wrong, Captain Craig?" The unexpected accusation caught the man off guard, visibly stunning him. After a momentary pause, he feigned ignorance, coughing before retorting, "What nonsense are you talking about? Who's Captain Craig?" "Don't think your disguise fools me. You're Craig Newman, chief instructor of the Exasword Garrison." Adrian's accusation rang out, punctuated by his forceful gesture as he tossed the man aside.