Dabi X Hawks Novels & Stories

She’s in full mother tiger mode. The talk with Linc goes as well as I expected. It ends with me sitting in the living room with my head back trying to keep my bloody nose from making a mess. I refused to defend myself because I completely understand his anger. Beth, the baby, and Shelby are next door. They’ll stay on Shelby’s side of the duplex until Dax arrives. Dax is another thing my brother’s angry about. Dax is the president of Desert Crows, an outlaw motorcycle club in Arizona. They have close ties with Moon’s organization but it’s not widely known. If Gimonde gets anywhere near the Crows’ compound, Dax and his men will defend their territory to the death.

I ask, although I know the answer. “They were just pawns in the hands of those who are looking for us,” she claims, smiling sadly. I remain silent, taking advantage of Sebastian’s tactics, waiting patiently for her to continue speaking. I feel that this is just the beginning of something I don’t want to be a part of at any cost. “They are called eagles,” she announces. “They seek out everyone with rare DNA and bring them in.” She clenches her teeth for a moment. I see pain and fear in her eyes. “I don’t remember how old I was when they found me. As a matter of fact, I don’t remember anything that happened before I got to Eagles,” she admits in a trembling voice. “You have no idea what we h

While Xander was in a bad mood and almost mourning not being able to freely communicate with Lee, another man was having the time of his life laughing at the highlights on the news. Smoke filled the room as he blew the smoke remnant from his cigarette into the air making ring patterns in the process. He twirled in his chair laughing like a maniac who had just escaped from a metal asylum. This was no other than Dax. The number one rival of Alexander. He hated anything and everything good about Xander. If he couldn't steal it or acquire it by force then he would try to make it appear bad in the eyes of the public. Despite being a petty man, he was a good businessman who was a real devil when

When you’re ready, he’ll take you to Iftalis. — D Her stomach twisted. She got up, pulling the curtains aside. Sure enough, Dante’s sleek black car was parked right across the street. His driver stood near it, phone in hand, as if he’d been there for hours. She frowned. The message didn’t say where exactly they were going. But Iftalis wasn’t a name she’d forget, an exclusive private club tucked away in the heart of the city. Members only. The kind of place that mixed politicians with criminals and called it networking.

“We just need to throw her out. I'm not ready to trade the peace of this club for that chicken.” "Chicken?" I muttered, my voice dropping. "Chicken is better than Rat," Hawk said, defending Raven. “Seriously?” “Yes,” Raven said. She walked over to Hawk and snatched the cigarette right out of his mouth. She took a long drag, her eyes locked on mine. "I thought you quit," I said. "I did," she said, blowing smoke. "But that... that pipsqueak is making me heat up." “Pipsqueak.” "Daisy," I leaned back, correcting her again. I knew she wouldn’t listen, but being the only woman in this club, she had a special place in my heart and she knew it, and misused it sometimes.

I’m standing outside waiting for fucking Valerie because the asshole hurried me up to now take his sweet ass time, when Vic returns. “Salim was just picked up for trying to hack into the FBI database” he hands me the list of possible candidates again and I pick again. "Damian Delacort, Samantha Shae and YS Jailbird bring those three in if they are looking for employment with amazing fucking pay after they swear in. I want them to set up a new system with palm readers I want this place tricked out in tec" he nods his head in understanding and again kisses the top of my head before leaving me.

"Can you describe this woman?" "Um- I don't think so, I didn't really study her, but she had a tattoo on her wrist, I uh- It was like a- bird with an arrow." "The Hawks." Davy's voice resounded from behind me. The police man looked towards his direction. "I'm detective Davy Jones." Davy said as he earned a weird look from the police officer. Davy ignored it... "The Hawks are a remote group. Their logo was a bird with an arrow."

Drake’s eyes went cold and dangerous as Dillon appeared in his mind. Alpha... rouges and hunters!’ Dillon was upset. “They started to attack,” he said. “Welcome them, Dillon.” It was the key to making our defenses solid and stable, “he instructed. “Let those inferior creatures burn in ashes.” Drake crumpled his fists; his jaw clenched, and he glanced at the door when it suddenly opened, and Emily welcomed him, anxious and scared. “A-Drake...” “I know, they started the war...” “I’m beyond prepared for that, my stray,” he said viciously.

Hawk continued, “My initial reason for going after Diana was to avenge Claude. He’s my twin, after all.” “When he was alive, I never once helped him,” Hawk continued, his tone strangely introspective. “Hearing of his death… it bothered me, made me feel I owed him something. If people knew we were brothers, they’d probably call me a disgrace of one.” Then, shifting his focus back to her, he added with a smirk, “As for you… well, I’ve been single for nearly thirty years. Figured it was time to find a partner. After looking around, I realized no one else caught my eye—only you. With our combined strength, your enemies would have nowhere to hide. Why don’t you consider it?”