Novel & Cerita Eastern

Nova’s POV I know it shouldn’t be my first question but it is “The South packs have a crime lord?” I ask. Angel was taking a sip of her wine at this point and almost spits it back out laughing. “There are crime lords and ladies all over the territories” Alex tells me. “We stamp them out where we can but it’s complicated and even though we now Rossi Stalow is a questionable man in some shady businesses we can’t stop him. So let’s utilise him instead. He has a strict policy against forcing women so I don’t think he would be too hard to convince to join us.”

The queen would return, taking back her rightful throne. “There is a river that cuts Eastonia in two,” I explain, now sitting in one of the armchairs across from Maddox. “Rifthold sits to the south-east. It encompasses a vast land–forest, desert, grass covered plains. It eventually meets the ocean, but I’ve never traveled that far.” I glance at the carafe of coffee on the table between us. Maddox watches my every move as I painfully lean forward to pour myself a cup. His eyes linger on the tattoos that snake up my forearms to my shoulders. He lingers on the pale silver scar on my shoulder–his daughter's teeth marks.

Edna murmured, but she still didn’t stop chomping down the chicken, “tastes so good.” “Why don’t we watch a movie while we eat the rest of the kitchen.” Edie suggested and didn’t wait for our response before he set up the television. He was about to play a movie when the news came on, and it caught our attention. “Everyone is advised to stay indoor today as there will be storm and mighty wind from 7pm till midnight, it is of great importance that we take heed to this information.” The broadcaster said. “7pm?” Edie held up his hand and checked his watch, “it’s 15 minutes to 7 already, I don’t think you can get home before 7pm, what do we do now?”

Leon said with an eerie smile. I gulped down the cold glass of water, reached into my pocket and took out my platinum grey card. I have about three hours left. “ After this, we proceed to phase three.” I declared.

And my body was reacting like I'd been starved for them my entire life. I bit the inside of my cheek hard enough to taste copper, using the pain to ground myself. To think through the haze of want that was rapidly clouding my mind. Cole, the oldest, looked at me like I was dirt on his shoe. "So this is the Omega who's moving in." His voice....deep, commanding....sent another shiver down my spine. I hated that my body responded to the authority in it, hated the way my thighs pressed together instinctively. "Cole...." Marcus started, but Reed cut him off.

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Cassi asked but it sounded more like a statement. "Mommy can we get apple juice?" Jordan asked and she nodded, most of his features came from Jason, his eyes matching my emerald green ones the black hair was the debatable but his facial structure was all his father, Eclipse was the same while Trinity was the perfect mixture between Jason and Cassi, taking Cassi's brown hair and Jason's blue eyes. "I'll get it," I told her going into the refrigerator filling three cups, before returning the box of apple juice to it's resting place.

I asked what he was going to do and he said, “I am going to put my hand on your waist and hold you close to me. At some point, my hand will travel up your body and is going to stop here." and he pointed to my chest. He said, “I'm not going to go under your shirt but I will be squeezing a little. Is that ok?" I didn't really understand why but I nodded.

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

"I think I'm gonna miss that when I'm gone." He then starts folding his pants. "But," he pauses and shakes his head. "Nah, I'm going to be in LA, for God's sake. How hard can it be to find pu—. Sorry. Never mind." Nate chuckles, again, then shakes his head, again. "Man." He sighs. "Can't wait to be there and start living the dream." Nate keeps doing what he's doing; gathering his things and stuffing them into another duffel—this one is faded dark blue-grey with a cheap brand emblem on it—when the other one is full. And, he keeps talking.