Novel & Cerita Elwood Curtis

Ravens pov Man that was the hottest thing I have ever seen, not to mention the beauty of the woman in front of me, I have been around a lot of gorgeous woman in my life and even fucked a lot of them but none of them came close to this woman. She just turned around like nothing happened and sat down to put her knee high black boots on, like it was the most natural thing to happen. The same guards as before came in again and just shook their heads at the rouge, showing no signs of sympathy for the man dying on the cell floor. "Now how did we know that was going to happen" he chuckled and ordered one of the other guards to take the rouge out of the dungeon, he waited until the hallway was clear

I asked with a bit of humor to try and make him smile since it looked like he could use a smile for himself. He smiled and nodded his head. "I suppose it would help you out here. I don't need anyone too serious dear. Just need someone who's willing to do work but you will never be alone with a patient for your own safety and protection." "I understand, One of your guards named Martin said he would be willing to protect me." "Ah yes him, he is our best guard." Mr. Baxter spoke with a bit of a smirk.

Who would want to leave such a job? Zion found his father turning red from anger. With a dry 'Okay' he hung up the phone. "Why were you involved in an accident today? ZION WHY THE HELL ARE YOU SO HELL BENT ON RUINING MY HARD EARNED REPUTATION. I WILL THROW YOU OUT ON STREETS AND THINK I NEVER HAD A SON LIKE YOU. I WILL NEVER TOLERATE YOUR ATTITUDE ANYMORE." Mr. Black roared at him and he expressionlessly looked at his father.

“You spoke well, I think you may have even convinced them to like you.” “Thanks Deano, your compliments never disappoint.” I scoffed, peering up at him. He met my eye-roll with a grin that stretched to his hazel eyes, lighting up his face in that way that made him look less murderer and more golden retriever. He wrapped his arm around my waist, earning him a raised eyebrow from Julius which he saw but ignored.

he stated. “Look?" I questioned, carrying a plate of meat to the back porch. “Yes. They only look clean. Not even the IRS would think to audit this guy. But they are a bunch of stupid pencil pushers. Whereas I am a brilliant mad genius werewolf,” he said. I could hear him holding back an evil cackle when he called himself a made genius.

dispensary in Florida. And I’m a cop.” I took and deep breath and laughed while shrugging my shoulders. He chuckled and I swore I saw tears forming in his eyes. He sniffed and wiped at his nose, “My name is Thorn. Thorn was written on a piece of paper and pinned to my clothes at the hospital I was left in. My adopted parents kept it. I grew up a only child and played football. I have been a blue collar guy most of my life. I move states every year and enjoy drinking more than I should-“ a loud bang sounded from the end of the barn and Thorn and I both jumped up and the room felt colder as Maxine and Eddie walked in. Great. Now I gotta deal with this evil bitch all over again. She was wearin

“I know Roo brought me back using some of his voodoo stuff. But he’s dead. I mean dead-dead. No one brought you back.” Curtis didn’t speak for a minute or two, a faraway look to his eyes. “That’s a good question,” he said slowly. “I know . . . there is a purpose to my being here. And before you ask, no, I don’t know what it is. I somehow just know.” He looked at Charley. “Maybe it’s something like what’s holding Easy Street here. Or Cassandra.” “Does that mean you are fucking working for that Voodoo bastard?” rumbled the Golem, shifting in the back of their borrowed ride.

I knew that body and those hazel eyes from anywhere. I tried to walk to her but the senator appeared and grabbed my arm. “Markos, I’m glad you came,” he said as he pulled me into an unwanted hug. I had to go to hios party to show him he and I were still partners. To rule the black world of New York, you need law enforcement and a few politicians. The senator was among those on my payroll and I couldn’t fuck it up because he would screw everything about me. There was a reason they always wound up dead after they retired. They always got big heads and ewuallty big mouths.

Unless. "Alpha Grayson."

there’s a loud bang on the door then it fly’s open to reveal a slightly pissed of man and a very amused Zane. “I’ve come to tell you that as much as I love your of key and extreme butchering of a classic, that if you don’t shut the fuck up Mr. Caputo two cells down has offered me his very beautiful daughter and a million in cold hard cash for three minuets and a filet knife to shut you the fuck up” the man says with a raised brow as if to ask me if he shout take the man up on his offer. “Tell my fellow celli that I’m taking request” I smile sarcastically showing all of my teeth.