Novel & Cerita Dark Ro

“Then we can breach the warehouse through these four entrances simultaneously and take the target out. The building has four floors and it’s safe to assume that Nicolas Ramirov will be on the fourth floor, in the middle somewhere, he won’t go near the windows. We’ll clear the building, floor by floor. It’s also safe to assume that he will have at least ten other men in that building with him.” “Weapons?” Lynda asked her. “I think the SAKO TRG will do the trick for everyone,” Nicole said and I glanced over at Nick. His hand was covering his mouth. “Nick, you don’t agree?” Lynda asked him and Nicole glanced over at him. “The SAKO? Are you serious? Have you ever done a job like this one before?

The rogues stood there in total shock as we attacked them. My midnight black wolf, Estine, was ripping throats out left and right. My wolf is clearly the biggest wolf out here, killing rogues. Conrad and Max are a little smaller than me with brown wolves. Conrad's eyes are still a loving amber. However, Alpha River's human eyes are sky blue and his wolf, Max's eyes, are forest green. My pitch-black fur is covered in blood. The only thing that remains of my blackness are my coal-black eyes. I look around and the dead bodies of rogues are piling up.

“And no, it wasn’t Max. He meant to intervene but turns out he didn’t need to. Should I tell you all why? Or do you already know?” “Stop!” My mother strictly said. This is how she sounded when she berated us. Kent’s smile grew further up his cheeks. He looked at me, then came closer to examine me. His dark eyes followed my body, up and down. “Plain. Simple. Nothing extraordinary about her. Nothing like Marianna.” He stopped in front of me, his eyes reading mine. He searched for a few seconds, not sure what he was looking for, but I was being taken by their color. They weren’t fully black. It was almost like they had a hue of red in them. This was the first time I had seen a werewolves—a male

“You shouldn't be watching that. You didn’t get Reborn Anew just so you could rot your brain on ‘Cast trash.” The albino Drogar laughed oddly in response. “I’m doing important research,” she said. “Our species has enemies that we can’t ignore.” “There’s more important things to look at. Let me show you.” The old Drogar went up to the screen and placed a clear disc no larger than his palm into its side. The screen itself suddenly shifted to a 360 degree view of the Lacroseth skyline. Surrounding the drone camera, which appeared to be camouflaged, were a number of Avicii Raptors all along a roof’s edge.

Rosa let him in through the kitchen. I was parked three streets away with Luca's feed on my phone — four cameras, the property's perimeter, the study window on the third floor. I watched the study light come on at eight fifty-one and watched it go off at nine seventeen and watched Ciro come back through the kitchen entrance at nine twenty-two with the grey case under his arm and Rosa standing in the kitchen doorway watching him go with the expression of a woman who had done something she had been waiting a long time to do and was standing in the specific stillness of its completion. He was in the car at nine twenty-eight.

They wore the grey urban-camo of the Grey-Claws, the low-level mercenary gang that the Board used for dirty work before they sent in the heavy hitters. The leader, a man with a shaved head and a cybernetic eye patch, racked the slide of a submachine gun. I recognized him. Rook. He was the mini-boss who had chased us through the sewers in Chapter Four. He had broken Dax’s ribs. He had made us run. "Daximus Steele!" Rook shouted, trying to look menacing in the downpour. "The Board sends its regards. Hand over the drive, and we make this quick. Resist, and we "

They held my funeral on a drizzly day. Francis stood by the grave, decked out in a black suit, black umbrella in hand, his face a mask of nothing. The casket was sealed tight. After a fall from the 18th floor, there was not much left to show, and not even the mortician could work miracles. Nora was at his side in a black dress, her sobs barely a whisper. Bernard loomed nearby, his expression dark as storm clouds. The rest of the clans had shown up, pretending to grieve, but really, they were all watching to see if the Davis family would crumble, if Francis would break.

“We’re on our way,” I ground out through clenched teeth. I ended the call and shoved my phone into my pocket, slowly lifting my gaze toward my brothers. Roth's voice had been loud enough for everyone around me to hear every fucking word. Draven's expression had transformed into something downright terrifying. His silver eyes had darkened, a blood-red gleam flickering through them as his wolf pushed against the surface. Draegan had lost every trace of his earlier amusement, his jaw clenched so tightly I could practically hear his teeth grinding together. His hands had curled into fists, and the muscles in his forearms stood out beneath his skin.

His hand grabbed her waist bare inches from his c*ck. His f*ngers tangle in her hair as his warm breath filled her neck. “ Drake..” Rosa moans, as his massive c*ck fills her p*ssy. “ F*ck!!!” — When a late-night plumbing disaster destroys Rosa’s apartment, she has nowhere to go except her best friend Chloe's house. Unfortunately, her twin brother Drake is home. He's RavenBrook's dangerously attractive hockey captain, a notorious playboy, a chronic womanizer and the last man she should ever want. But before Rosa can unpack, Drake gives her three rules: Stay out of my room. Don't touch me. And never break the third rule.

"I slept with her husband who is the head of a werewolf group seeking to make trouble with me. I have been disrespected and highly disregarded. I have come here for two things. The first, to ask you become one with me. The second, to ask you stand by my side and fight with me so we can conquer my enemies. Now, I stand almost side by side with you, Drake, as I did when you had pressing court issues with Rosetta's parents that had to do with her murder. Will you agree to side with me on my adventure? Will you say yes? Or will you say no?" "I don't have an answer," Drake replied, bluntly. "This is a huge shock to me." "Give it time. It will pass," Rori admitted. "Some times, it takes moments fo