Eastern Novels & Stories

Because I don't remember this pack having one cause the last Alpha didn't bother to have one built. " South of the pack house " she said I sighed knowing I hate to miss my sleep , but I knew I wouldn't hear the end of it from Aunt and Uncle if I didn't " Ok I will try to be there" I hung up the phone . But hanging up I wondered who sent me the text because no one here has my number, just my family, I thought to myself . So I texted back " Who is this ? " *Kane * " Who is this? " is the text I get back from her , knowing she might not want to talk to me if I told it is me . So I decided not to tell her " Just know I will be seeing you in the morning " I texted back .

Alex asked her, she nodded her head immediately, but Alex could see she wasn't, but she was just being Amanda, trying to be strong at all situations. "Again, how did you get all this in just one day?" Amanda asked. "I'm good at what I do." And he gave the same smile again, the one Alex found creepy. Amanda stood up and Alex followed. "Thank you Taki, I will take my leave now." "You're welcome, tell Jason he would get my bill really soon." She nodded her head. "Let's go Alex." "Wait." He told her and turned to Taki. "This Eric you talked about, you said he lived in Mexico right?" Amanda stared at Alex wondering were he was heading with this.

At least until they knew where they stood with each other. She got out of the SUV and glanced around. "Is it just me, or does this part of Texas feel like the Middle East?" "They share a longitude line with northern Africa and the Middle East, so it makes sense the climates would be similar." "Stop making sense." She set her eyes on the house. "Anyone from NexGen call to see where we were?" "Not that I'm aware of."

My dad asks, he doesn't think any of this makes any sense, I don't blame him it doesn't make sense to me either. My mom looks more scared than any of us are, she's not scared for herself she's scared for me and my brother. She asked me so many times if I was alright and I kept telling her yes. "I'm so glad you're alive son." Dad continues, "but this doesn't make any sense, why would this hunter use a normal dagger instead of a silver one?" "Maybe they wanted us to know they're here in Texas." Tye says. "a warning." "Yes, that could be a possibility." My dad says then he gets up. "We have to tell the older wolves, to get ready. These hunters are vicious." My mom gets up with him. Then I remem

It was a dark-colored wooden box with intricate and repeated patterns carved on it… Cordelia was stunned and nearly doubted if her eyes played a trick on her. The box that her mother had given her seemed to have this pattern as well. “Is it pretty?” Neil chortled. “This pattern is common in Southeast Aciatic.” “Oh.” Cordelia nodded in confusion. “I told you that I’m from Mengasas. It’s close to Southeast Aciatic, so our food and culture are influenced as well.” As Neil spoke, he retrieved a small plate of cake and placed it in front of Cordelia.

“Take your skirt off. Leave the shoes.” I bit my lip and shimmied out of my skirt. He took my hand and held me steady as I stepped out of the fabric. I took in his body… what I could see of it, anyway. His chest was wider, much more muscular than when we’d first been intimate, and I ached to run my tongue over every ridge. He was also much tanner than he had been back then. Gone was the paleness of the Pacific Northwest, replaced with a golden brown that made him more beautiful.

"Opening a portal? You've already tried it, haven't you? It'll be difficult, so just leave it for now!" Xiao Chen couldn't allow problems to arise in the western continent, which had already begun to return to normal. And if they needed to do something, they only needed to prepare a little cooperation with the other three continents. Their resources were also abundant in the western continent, unlike the northern continent, which was indeed a little lower than theirs.

The sun was barely up when Evelyn received a message on her burner phone—a number that only a few trusted people knew. The text was brief and to the point: *Meet me at the old cathedral. Midnight. Come alone.* Evelyn’s heart pounded as she read the message. Kade didn’t waste time. The old cathedral was a relic from a forgotten era, long abandoned and shrouded in urban legend. It was the perfect place for a clandestine meeting, far from the prying eyes of The Tribunal.

Holt who commanded our attention. “They’ll be arriving next week,” she said. “Who, exactly?” I asked. Mrs. Holt pinned me with her pale-green gaze. “Those who owe me a favor. Let’s see, there’s the Nox Coven Cartel from Los Angeles, the White River Wolves from Denver, and the Tri-Cities Conglomerate from the east.” “The east? Not the tri-cities in Washington?” The area I was referring to was east and south of Seattle. Mrs. Holt’s eyes crinkled with amusement. “No, dear. The tri-cities they’re referring to are Boston, New York, and Philadelphia.”

Either way it was dangerous and had to be stopped. Dawn sighed “you’re right”, she conceded “they don’t” she moved her hand away “alright Danny I’ll help”. “Dawnie, we owe you big time”, Daniel said, relieved. “Yes you do”, Dawn said “now, where is this taking place?” “A small town in Indiana called Edenvale”, the younger Wesson brother answered. “I’ll head off right away”, Dawn told him “just hang in there Daniel” and with that she hung up.