Danny Reagan Novels & Stories

I answered because saying more would just make me angry again. “Understood. How would you like to handle the situation here?” David asked, his voice rising again. “I want Darien arrested for attempted assault of a camper. I won’t bat an eye if you rough him up for having the balls even to try to touch your next Luna,” I growled out my response. “Be my pleasure, sir,” he smiled.

Goddess, that was too close. I braced my hands against the wall, head bowed, tears gathering before I could stop them. I wasn’t cut out for this. Mum desperately wanted me to be, Dad reminded us every now and again that he was a councilman and that demanded a certain level of composure from us. Reagan was the hockey team captain, and goddess knew hockey may as well be the entire personality of the pack. He also led a patrol division. He was renowned and composed and important and he did it with ease.

As she approached, their voices became clearer. "I do not endorse such a decision," Ronald fumed. "You think I wasn't in school when I gave birth to my first child? Huh? How did you think I started out young? Or should I start losing hope in my favorite grandchild?" "You know that's not going to happen," Donovan assured him. "Then be the powerful man that I see you becoming. Don't disappoint me now. You're a born leader. Do not make me doubt the possibility of you becoming the Godfather of our frat when you get to my age. Because I see you taking over from me."

she asked, anger evident on her face. Dean approached me, and I noticed how Linda looked at him, almost on the verge of tears. Then the guy stood up and approached Dean with a smile. "I was hoping you wouldn't come," he said to Dean, who shot him an angry look. "Yeah, Drake, I came, but I wasn't planning on seeing you here." Observing them both, it was clear they weren't the type to act like friends. Dean referred to him as Drake, so I assumed he must have been the one who called earlier.

Alpha Greene asked. “Don’t you find it a tad suspicious yourself Talon? We all know you don’t like Silas, but this is bigger than your stupid dislike. Dane is working with rogues, so don’t bring your childish issues into this,” Reagan spoke up. A lot of the Alphas seemed to agree with him and Talon looked rather upset.

it came out huskier than I’d liked it to my mouth felt dry. “Now Riggin!” Reagan said in that serious tone she uses with her employees. “You haven’t left the Ranch all week, and you sir are too young to stay in on a Friday night!” She scolded me and I have to admit she was pretty cute doing it too. How does she know I haven’t gone out all week, just then a thought popped into my head and I grinned.

DON VITO SOME YEARS AGO, “Bring her in.” “I hope you did a neat job. No one saw you?” “Not at all,” Danny answered. Danny is one of my secret agents who does dirty jobs for me. Smuggling, Kidnapping, Murdering. He was good, sharp, and fast. He was the right person to do this job. I know how much Antonio loves and protects his sister. I already had him disoriented after I made one of my men at his place steal the suitcase.

Throughout the rest of the day, Gabrielle stuck up herself in the office as she wallowed in deep thinking and self grieve. THE REAGAN's ENTERPRISE >>> THIRD PERSON <<< Inside the cozy office of Mr. Reagan, he was sitting majestically on the swiveling chair while Mr. Robertson was sitting opposite him. The powerful-bodied men were both having a dialogue, an uncompromising one at that and it seem to be a matter of urgency. "The mafia clan has not been rebuilt since Reagan Domino died, when are you planning on restoring it?" Mr. Robertson asked curiously. Mr. Reagan smiled with smiles spreading his face and he confidently replied "In two days, the mafia clan will be restored."

"Reagan, I won't be around for the next few days. If you have some time, please visit my mother on my behalf. I'm afraid that she will feel lonely being in the hospital." Reagan patted his chest and gave his words, "Boss, your mother is like a mother to both Lemur and me. Don't worry. Whenever you are not around, we will take turns to take care of her. It's the least we could do. Take care, bye." Perhaps he didn't want to hear the words "thank you" from Silvia, Reagan hung up quickly. After speaking with Reagan, Silvia called Daniel Cook immediately. Daniel was the head of the Public Relations Department of Wateria Corporation. She was hoping to get some information from him.

"Are you ready?" "Nope. The questions they are asking me," he shook his head. "I don't know if I want to carry on," "You brought this on yourself, buddy," Darren said cPittping his shoulder. "You probably won't have to say anything. Until they start asking questions," he said. "You're D.K Reagan?" Jackson asked him. "Yeah, that's me," he went in for a handshake. "Dwayne Johnson Reagan," he said. Darren snorted under his breath.