Romans & histoires Eragon Garrett Hedlund

The silver wasn’t just physical; it was laced into the spell itself, tainting her core. Then the door creaked open, and heavy footsteps echoed across the floor. Serena raised her head slowly, her eyes narrowing at the tall figure entering the chamber. Maeron. The very name sent a shiver down her spine. He was impossibly handsome, in a way that was otherworldly and terrifying. Long dark hair fell over his shoulders, his features sharp and regal—too perfect to be mortal. His eyes, a swirling mix of black and sea-green, held an unnatural gleam, as if the ocean itself whispered secrets within them. His long robe shimmered with a magic she didn’t recognize, embroidered with sigils and runes from

Alpha Darren acted immediately after hearing the recording of Annabelle's conversation with Miranda. The first person he wanted to see and who he thought was the key witness was the one who was driving the boat. Alpha Darren knew Diana and George couldn't be driving the boat, so he believes someone is helping them. This was strengthened by Cedric's confirmation that there was indeed a member of the army who used to be a member of the Pack Delonix who then asked to become a member of Pack Kyne.

He looked over to Ace who all but sent Jericho a death glare. I watched Gunnar's face morph from his usual brooding self to a deep frown as I said, "It's nice to finally meet you, too. You look like the normal brother from the three," I wasn't meant to say the last part aloud but now that it was out there... Ace scoffed, nearly choking on fresh air, "From the three of us, he's the most lethal. He could hack into the Pentagon if he wanted to." "But he doesn't want to, right?" I found myself asking even though I was pretty sure I knew the answer to that.

His gaze drops to my neck, and the corner of his lip quirks. “Blake,” growls Ethan. “What does he want?” When the girl leaves, Blake walks toward us with his hands in the pockets of his breeches. Halfway across the grassy expanse, he halts. Ethan sniffs the air, then jumps to his feet. The two of them turn their heads toward the hill on the other side of the castle. “What is it?” I ask, alarmed, as I get up. “Horses. Fergus. Vladimir. And... and John.” Ethan’s body is rigid, his breathing hard. “They’re coming. I can smell them. And blood. I smell blood. Lots of blood.” He swallows, and his face whitens. “John’s blood.”

I giggled at his stupidity as he walked past me and out to the car. “Well, I am glad to see that Dillion and you seem to get along because he is going to be staying with you in Rome.” I turned around and held my breath as I looked at Jensen standing at the bottom of the stairs. He was wearing a plain black t-shirt that showed off his abs and chest muscles perfectly. A pair of ripped black jeans with black converse high tops and a black leather jacket thrown over his shoulder. He was breathtaking and I could feel my lust for him rising more and more. I calmed myself and walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Aww. Are you jealous handsome?” His arms came around my waist and p

Couldn’t I have found a better excuse? Erden fakes back a smile, hardly able to hide the fact that he is not at all convinced. Thankfully, Eren appears in the salon and his face lits up on seeing Erden. "Sir, sir!" He cries out excitedly and runs to him. Erden eyes widen on looking at my son who is sneaking in between his legs. “What the hell did you do to him!” He gasps. “It’s her.” I correct with a grin. Eren gives me an accomplice wink before he begins tossing his wig over his shoulder. "I'm Erena." He tells Erden, flipping his false hair.

It made my hair stand on end and my skin itch as it wrapped itself around me. "Ah, Erik, I've been expecting you. I'm sure you could use some rest after that horrible fall." He said his voice was whimsical and held such happiness as he spoke. He knew so much, but it didn't surprise anyone. His voice caught me off guard as I expected him to sound as dark and evil as his energy. "Of course, but first," Erik said before turning to the others. "These are some of my pack members, you have already met Drake, but this is Lucas, my top warrior. Tom and his mate Greta are my mate's guardians, and this here is my mate Athena. The one who seeks your help." Malcolm bowed his head in respect.

After a while, he sighed. "My real name is Lucian Quentin Ross". His cold voice broke the silence. I raised my head to look at him. Shock evident on my face. "My dad is Damien Ross". He continued. A small gasp flew from my lips, my eyes widening in surprise. I've heard of Damien Ross. He was one of America's biggest and most wanted drug lord. Ignoring the look on my face, he continued.

The other man stopped by the driver's side of his Jeep when he saw Evan approaching and I didn’t miss the apprehensive glance he threw my way. With Evan standing in front of Cole directly under the garden light, I couldn’t help but compare the two men. Cole had a tan skin tone with Chris Evans’ build, the American actor, who played Steve Rogers in Captain America. Evan was taller with broader shoulders like Can Yaman, the Turkish actor who played Can Divit in the Turkish television series Erkenci Kus (Early Bird), and with a honey skin tone. They both looked beautiful. Two intelligent men, the alpha males of their world, right here on my porch, trying to lay claim to me.

Nolan: The moment the howls echoed, I was already shouting orders. “Alessandro, perimeter! Gamma team, north side! Move!” My voice cut through the chaos as warriors poured into the courtyard, shifting mid-stride, their snarls rising into the night. “One more thing that they would actually have the noble blood to actually give a warning.” Alessandro muttered under his breath as he looked at me. “I doubt the fact that this is their virtue, considering the fact that they are rogues, Alessandro.” I said, glaring at him before catching sight of Natalia.