Elwood Curtis Novels & Stories

He took on all cases involving gangs and prostitutes and was good at spinning a lie to get people off the charges. “Which ADA got the case?” “It’s looking like it’s going to fall with Evelyn Ward.”

—You don't have to cry. -Sorry, I did not realize. You are a great man Santiago, and a great father, what you did for your daughter speaks very well of you and let me tell you that your wife is a damn witch who does not deserve to live on the same planet as Emily — Santiago smiled when he heard her, his hands They were still on her cheeks.

That power to make a squeaky voice sound authoritative belonged to just one person, the human leader, the grand commander, General Hannibal Gisco. The stout, bulky, grey headed general paraded the space, separating the twelve thrones made for the elder gods and himself from the rows of wooden benches made for the subjects, carrying an icy chill with each stamp of his foot against concrete floors. The hall fell to a hush, irking Lucian even more. He hated the power they had given the General but in Hannibal's case, he could understand why. The other Lortals was a different case. Hannibal Gisco was the man the word 'ruthless' had been crafted for. He never spoke too often or minced words durin

Men fall over themselves for her as much as they do to Stace. Justin plays a little diddy on the piano and synthesiser; he looks like a rough biker, long unkempt hair tied up into a top knot and a long shaggy beard; he is all muscle and tatts and loves to show them off. I don’t think Justin owns a t-shirt or even a shirt, for that matter. If he could play nude, he would. He does during rehearsal, and I’m not complaining.

"You know what Daisy, I will leave the offer open to you…think of the whole lot of things you can do with twenty billion dollars." Wade Roberto's voice was laced with concern. "I mean…your Dad can be the founder and CEO of the great Hunter's Empire, but imagine the feeling of knowing that you turned a billionaire without Daddy's help." With that said, Wade Roberto dismissed Daisy Hunter. As she left, Wade Roberto crossed his legs on the mahogany and smirked. "Daisy Hunter will come around, I'm certain of it." He whispers to himself. Moments later…. Daisy Hunter is packing her bags to retire home.

"You know I already know what's going on. I've been helping you get unserious but this needs to stop. You are putting my reputation on the line." "I'm sorry." "That is all I ever hear. Listen, I don't need to tell you I'm being paid well for this. Please don't ruin my work. I have my future planned out." Boma was silent. "And it's a very bright future. I wish you will be willing to share it with me." "I am married." "To a cultist. See how scary he can get when he means business, right?" "I'm not a dyke either." Boma deliberately ignored the reference to Donovan's rough side.

Her mate pulled her in tightly again, wrapping his arms back around to comfort her. “You don’t have to say any more. It’s already burning too much,” her mate whispered. “I do, Elijah. We promised if we got the chance to tell someone, we would. I can handle the pain,” she whispers. Elijah’s jaw tightened in frustration, but eventually, he nodded, agreeing with her request.

It was the main reason why dad and I initially objected to giving her the shares in the first place, but when she chose to be stubborn, believing that she could handle it, we were both forced to agree. Little did we know that Elijah having a mistress changed everything. “The man that you call mate, and the man that you stayed up with for hours crying over, not only cheated on you with Kristina.” I said, and she frowned in confusion and shook her head. “He bought her the presents that he made with money, didn't he? The house, the cars, all these require money, don’t they?” “No…”

Carter said, pretending to pout his lips “let the woman live a little” “With the number of men who are here, having their eyes on her? I would rather not get into fights with anyone, thank you” Nathan said, taking the glass from Carter. He looked at the bartender, nodding at him to come “get the beautiful lady a glass of virgin mojito” “I tried, little one” Carter said, shrugging his shoulders. He took a sip of his whiskey, his eyes following Nathan’s gaze at the two Italians who just annoyed him “did they say anything wrong?”

I was not going to let him get away with the way he treated me without actually having to show him that his actions had consequences. Elijah stepped in front of me. “Please, I know that you are angry… just hear me out from here and then you can decide to hate me all you want.” I folded my arms, my chest aching as I forced myself to look at him, knowing well that he could just be playing me right now. “Five minutes.” “I’ll make use of every second of it.” He said, and I hummed in response. “Good, you better start. You have four minutes and thirty seconds.” I said, and he chuckled.