Dear Benjamin Novels & Stories

And how would they face it? The battle may have been won, but the war was far from over. And now, it seemed, they had a new enemy to face. Maya's mind was racing with questions. Who was this mysterious sender? And what could be worse than the Order? She walked over to Marcus's computer, her eyes scanning the screen. "Can you show me the message?" she asked. Marcus nodded, bringing up the message on the screen. Maya's eyes widened as she read the words:

“He’s not a bad man, mommie. Dad changed after my birthday. He came home with a bad woman. She neglected me, mommy. She told the maids not to feed me and didn't let me come out of my room. She said if you didn't come to pick me up any sooner, she'd send me away. To that building you said it was for orphans.” “An orphanage?” I sniffed, blinking back tears. “Yes. He saved me. He took care of me even more than Daddy in his mansion and ever since,we became friends, Mommy. He'll be your friend too soon. He's very nice an—” I cut her short. “Not every one is nice, Ivy. Some have ulterior motives.” “I promise I do not.” I raised my gaze to meet his. Something about his eyes calmed my emotions.

Suspension. Pulled off the front line. I went back to my office—half workshop, half chaos. Custom tools everywhere. Notes on unconventional explosives scattered across the desk. I powered up my computer and started wiping it clean. Research notes. Blueprints. Tool mods. Gone. One file at a time. Permanently deleted. I left one thing behind. The standard bomb disposal manual. A week later, the unit packed into a formal briefing. The vibe was tight, heavy. Jacob stood onstage and dropped my suspension in that loud, polished voice, hammering "standard procedure" and "humanitarian concerns" like it was gospel.

Benjamin got the message clearly, which made him purse his lips. "It's not like that. I think there's some kind of misunderstanding. It's a joyous occasion; let's not spoil the happiness because of a small misunderstanding. Let's talk properly next time, Ms. Morin." Benjamin tried to smile a little as he spoke. He bitterly swallowed all of his displeasure while uttering those sentences. He still couldn't grasp what was happening around him; however, he was not a fool. He was a businessman, so he knew how to handle situations like this.

He hesitated for a moment before adding, "For saving my butt." A smile tugged at Hunter’s lips—a rare, genuine moment of warmth breaking through his usually composed demeanor. "I didn’t realize until now how good it feels to have someone to talk to," Benjamin continued, his gaze dropping to his hands as he fidgeted nervously. "Is it okay if we talk more often like this?" His voice wavered slightly, the vulnerability evident in his tone.

I knocked on her door but I got no response so I knocked again yet no response "I'm coming in " saying I opened the door slightly and there she was sleeping like an angel sent from above, she looked so peaceful while she was a sleep and buried against the soft pillows,i found squatting in front of her bed as I removed a strand of hair causing to block her beautiful face and gave a kiss on her forehead "You're safe with me bambina" I whispered as lightly as possible * Translations * tesoro - sweetheart/ treasure Bambina - baby

"Looking for Benjamin's whereabouts is just an excuse so I can meet Chiel again. I want to confirm again the dream I had just before I woke up. I'm sure Ben is fine and probably back at his apartment." "Impossible!" Rain denied. "I'm sure Benjamin's still left in your warehouse. He was probably too scared to get out of there. I just want to ensure that you guys have cast the spell." "He's stubborn!" said Jace later. "I told him that Benjamin is fine and has returned to his human form. Who knows where the young man is now? What's clear is that Benjamin refused to come with us when you passed out. He's probably traumatized." "Is that true?" Rain asked for reassurance from Chiel.

Benjamin continued. Baron let out a long breath, nodding silently. Benjamin said, "Go back to Northseecher, and tell your father I send him my regards." After that, Benjamin told Baron to leave. Baron might be wildly arrogant, but he still had to pay his respects to Benjamin. He cast one final, icy glance at Wilbur. "I'll be waiting for you in Northseecher. I'm sure we'll see each other again." Baron really was something else, daring to say something like that in front of Benjamin.

She thought that should be enough to relay to the person at the other end that she was active. "This must be Alethia, right?" "And you are?" Alethia could feel his smirk, the unsolicited charm that was already riling her up. The audacity of this random guy to call her. "Benjamin, or Ben?" "Are you asking me?" "No! No," he chuckled. Then, "I'm Benjamin." Alethia sat on the bed. "So, why should I care about who you are, Benjamin?" "I'm sorry for calling you out of the blue, I--"

How could I ever fight back? I didn't need to be informed about what might happen, I already knew something was about to unfold again and that only made my heart ache in pain. The car door slowly pushed open and Damian stepped out, Damian is the Beta to the Alpha of our pack, he was still as breathtaking as always, in his corporate suit, with his muscular broad build.