Emo Patrick Star Novels & Stories

“What are you talking about? Explain now!.” Patrick looked straight into Caspian’s eyes, his hands were shaking. “It is Emelda. I have been dating Emelda for months now and she is pregnant with my baby. She is carrying my child.” The room went dead quiet for a second then it exploded. Caspian’s face turned red with rage. “You what?” he roared before anyone could move, Caspian jumped forward and punched Patrick hard across the jaw. The sound was so loud and Patrick fell back against the wall and blood started gushing from his lip.

He knew he had a night of cleanup ahead of him. Chuckling to myself, I walked over to Patrick and embraced him in a tight hug. “Bye, Patrick,” I muttered into his ear, feeling a surge of gratitude. “Thank you for today. You’re amazing,” I told him, reluctantly pulling away but keeping my arms around his neck. As he held me by my waist, smiling warmly, I looked up at him. He was perfect—handsome, considerate, and kind. Everything a girl could want in a guy. Yet, why couldn’t we just fall in love with each other? Why did I have to complicate things with feelings for Atlas, the forbidden fruit? Patrick smiled back at me. “No worries, I’m always here for you,” he replied, glancing over my should

He pulled his smartphone from his pocket and tapped the screen, holding it up for me to see. July 24, 2024. My breath hitched violently. We were twenty. This was the day before our shared birthday. The exact day Patrick was murdered. Memories crashed into my fragile mind like a tidal wave. Yesterday, Patrick had surprised me with a sleek black motorcycle. I had kept my love for riding a secret because Carl, my controlling, arrogant future mate, hated it. “Ladies shouldn't ride motorcycles. It's a man's thing. It's not proper for a future Luna.”

Everything and everyone were strangers to her except Patrick. “Hahahaha…you'll grow to love this place” Patrick chimed, making a long overtake of a trailer. Patrick is a badass on the steering. Jessica chuckled and just like that they became open, talking and laughing at every word spoken. They soon enjoyed each other's company until they arrived at the eatery. As they waited for their order, Patrick asked “How about your mom, will she be joining you here now?” The last that he remembered Adrian telling him was that her mom was the only family she's got.

*** ALEX SHIN's P.O.V. *** Damn! Hasn't this teacher of ours finished teaching yet? I already know what he is teaching. I held my stomach when it sounded, compared to earlier the sound was quite loud. “Is that your stomach?” Miss Strawberry asked. I looked at Miss Strawberry, whose name I remember was Patrice Mauricio. “Shut up,” I whispered to her. “Okay.” She just answered and then looked at our teacher again.

Bart said, howling in his head. “No!” and Patrick just closed his eyes and caught the bridge of his nose thinking at everything that happened, but right then he remembered something. “Bring the Thompson’s here!” he mindlink his gamma. “All three?” Kellan Evans, Patrick's gamma asked, a little bit stunned. “All three, Kellan. Do I need to repeat myself?” and Patrick puffs, imitating a train approaching the station. When the door opened Kellan , who is 6.5 ft and has the physical constitution of Dwayne Johnson, pushed Pete Thompson inside, hitting him over his head.

Nick pov Patrick and I watch Lena cry into her pillow as we talk with Tyler. She burst into tears after our happy bubble burst at the news, and I was pissed. "She claims it is Patrick's pup. She wants him as her mate, but I told her he had already marked and mated Lena. "we looked over as Lena sniffles sadly. "This can't be happening, Patrick runs fingers through his hair, I always use protection each time I wanted bare in my mate only",I sigh after he says this because he starts to pace.

] Tail looked at this line in puzzlement, “What did you say, Uncle Patrick?” Patrick smiled maternally at Tail, “I replied to this little boy for you, praising him for being very handsome.” “Okay,” Tail then made a hand heart to the camera, “Thank you, dude. Love you~” Suddenly, Patrick’s hand shook a little bit. In the comments section: [I can't believe I witnessed the separation of lovebirds!] [Uncle Patrick, why did you distort the facts? You nipped Tail's puppy love in the bud.] [That’s really funny! I could hardly help laughing.]

“He’s not out of surgery yet.” Patrick rose then, uncoiling to his full, considerable height, and was approaching, a pair of bright emerald eyes darting between me and Scottie. They had the same flaxen hair, like fresh hewn corn, though Patrick’ was short and well kept, and Scottie’s was a mass of curls and tangles.

Izzy smirked. I glanced over my shoulder, furrowing my brow. Ugh, Papa and Zia Izzy are talking in the link. I hate when people do that. I feel left out since I’ll never be part of a link. Well, maybe if I end up having a werewolf for a mate. But that’s a slim chance, even as a hybrid. “So, what will you do with the members of Santi’s patrol?” Zia Izzy questioned, no longer using the link.