روايات وقصص ضمن Eliott Demaury

* He had made a decision about what I needed to know. I went back to the sitting room and sat down and picked up my book. I did not read. My phone buzzed. **Elijah:** the security contact Damien is using. I have a name. He's ex-military intelligence. Specialized in threat assessment and personal protection. He doesn't do routine corporate security. He does serious situations. **Elijah:** adria this person's day rate is five figures. damien hired him three days ago. **Elijah:** three days ago was the day after the first phone threat.

“Ezra…” “It is about time that she trained. She shouldn’t have gone this far into interactions with those who want to kill her without the proper training and you know that very well.” The man, Ezra said, stopping Mario. Both he and Vieri took a step back, not saying a word before he walked toward Lea. I stood, despite my injured leg, wanting to push my mate behind me, and the man chuckled.

Alfredo Fabri POV “What do you mean missing?” “This is simply an Impious fad, preposterous!” “Marco, what's your take on this?” Marino raked like a loose dog who hadn't been given a bone to chew on. Marino Salvatore was Caporegime, one of the most revered Men of the Family. People often said he had an Aura to his personality, but I agree to disagree. Marino was simply a coward who cowered under the glory of his extravagantly sashayed wealth. Wearing heavy gold and jewelry surfaced above furry coats and clothings, attracting unwanted attention to no one but himself.

As soon as Amelia leaves the store, the doors lock, the security doors closing behind her, me and Jade locked inside of the store—I look around to see no workers in sight. “Okay, never shopping off of pack territory again!” Jade looked at me scared. I get a call coming through, I see its Wyatt. “Remi! Where are you!? I feel somethings not right, it’s like youre freaking out, are you okay?!” I started to talk when the vents start seeping out mist.

“Not just of Delilah. Of what she represents. Of what I might still not know. Because I know that there's a lot that I don't understand. I just find it harder for myself to be able to accept all of that.” He reached out and placed his large hand over mine. Not possessive, not commanding, just a gesture of rare sincerity. “I’m not going to let history repeat itself,” he said quietly. “Your mother… she fought for us, even when she shouldn’t have. I won’t let the daughter she gave her life to protect be taken down by shadows again. She kept Damon safe, she saved Evelyn. She would have tried to jump through. She wasn't able to. The building collapsed before any of us could approach. I couldn't e

The officer made me walk to the sketch room where there was a sketcher waiting for my instructions to draw. In the whole world, there were only the few person who knew his face and I was one among them. One among the people who knew his face, who knew how did he look and who knew that he is non other than one of the richest businessman in the whole Italy, Demonte Damelo. Yes! The world doesn’t know that one of the most competitive and richest businessman is non other than THE EAGLE himself. “Can we proceed?” The sketcher asked me and I nodded my head.

Caitlin grabbed a chair and sat down adjacent to me, her bare thighs squashing down onto the seat as she folded her ankles and leaned back. She gestured with her hand to let me continue, almost impatiently and I cocked an eyebrow at her with a small smile. This woman… "If," I emphasised. "You're willing. Your target would be Lucas Trevino, software engineer and owner of Godfather nightclub." I paused for her reaction and she simply just nodded her head waiting for me to continue.

I point at Cassandra, “then threw me into the woods to die. Now you want me back because I returned with power?” Damon’s golden eyes looked pained. He spoke loud enough for everyone to hear. “I was wrong. Cassandra lied to me. She fed me stories about threats to the pack. I let pride and fear control me. I take back the rejection. Annie is not an Omega. She is my true mate.” Gasps spread through the crowd. Scarlett smiled through tears. Cassandra looked ready to kill. I turned to Kael. “You found me when I was broken. You gave me safety and pups. But you left me alone in that cave. You marked me without asking.”

It was a den where secrets were traded and lives ended quietly in back rooms. Jax had dragged her here for information about the port deals, his jaw set like stone. But every man who looked at her too long earned a deadly glare from him. Elara’s skin still burned from the way he had taken her earlier, yet the danger humming in the air made her hyper aware of every touch, every breath. They reached the bar when a tall, dangerously handsome man slid through the crowd like he owned it. Remy Laurent. French-Californian model with sharp cheekbones, tousled dark hair, and a smile that promised sin. His eyes locked on Elara immediately, ignoring Jax completely.

It was as if she was born for it—to kill. At that moment, Rolanzo knew it was her. She needed someone exactly like her to do dangerous jobs for him. She once saved his life and for the sake of gratitude, he must help her to achieve her own goals as well. Ameira performs for him as he digs for the information she needed. It's a win-win situation. That was also the time he found out about Ameira’s illness. He saw for himself Ameira's demonic personality. Here is all he knows about the maiden, as well as a few basic facts. At the age of twenty-one, she was already a police lieutenant. He was no longer surprised at her skill at wrestling manually.