Eragon Garrett Hedlund Novels & Stories

Kylynn comments. “I am going to kick you wifes ass Zach.” Doug states. They walk over and join us. They start helping us try and organize this mess of shit. No one has said anything for a while, which is weird. Usually, you can’t shut up these boys or the women. “Hey I found a picture of Regina. It says her last name is Cordavalle.” Brent says. I take a picture of him. It is Regina, but the last name doesn’t sound right. I look at Greg, Lyle, and Randall. I can tell they are thinking the same thing.

I struggled against Max as he pulled me closer to Haden. "Her has a name," I said, managing to kick Max in the shins which gave me a leash of freedom before he grasped my arm yanking me back to him. He held me firmly under the bulb whilst Haden approached me. He inhaled my scent and paused. "Max, my dearest friend, not only have you brought me Loren's Luna but Loren's child. Doesn't this just scream buy one get one free!?" Haden said a smirk taking over his face, Max's lips also curled into an evil smile.

But Keven is really the first one to have a little bit of etchura and then he's gay, but not to the point that I like him. _ (Flashback) "Ahhhh!!! Help!!!" I screamed. Just a few seconds later, my bodyguard quickly came to me, I just laughed softly because he was still wet and his hair was still shampooed. Then he was wearing a towel. "M-Is there a p-problem Ms. Vee??" he asked me breathlessly. "Ah, it's because oh! I can't open it." I said while giving him the jar. "That's it? T-Then you screamed??" He asked me with a frown and as if he couldn't believe it.

Finally, the most beautiful specimen of werewolf I have ever seen jumps out of the helicopter. I'm not gay, but there was a werewolf capable of making heads of all genders spin. I know how to appreciate male beauty. We werewolves are very rarely ugly. Even rogues are attractive, either way, but in front of us was the most beautiful of them all. Dressed in light blue jeans ripped above the knee, a white T-shirt, white sneakers, and a jacket to match the pants, he was a tall creature with an athletic physique, slightly long blond hair, and sparkling blue eyes. That one was Angel; his face was almost a copy of his mother's. We can all say that we are seeing a true angel that just fell from the

“The minute I saw you, I knew you were special,” he whispered in her ear, his breath reeking of stale beer. “All ladylike on the outside, hotter than a bottle rocket underneath, just begging for the right man to set you off.” Gary David said. It was too much. “That’s enough. Release me, now.” she said. Past Gary David's shoulder, Asher appeared. She saw nothing but stillness and calm intent in his eyes. He was no more than a foot away.

"I thought you would've chosen Mean Girls instead." I chuckled, and shrugged my shoulders. "Well Channing Tatum and Dave Franco are in these movies. They're amazingly hot!" A deep growl rumbled through his chest and that caused me to laugh hysterically. "You're cute when you get jealous." I pinched his cheeks but he pulled away. "Okay, love birds. The movie is starting. So shut up!" Daniel yelled towards us. Aaron didn't take that lightly because he tried to get up but I pulled him down.

Looking up at him he smirks that evil smirk of his. “ don’t worry. I’ll protect you.” He whispered, chuckling. Swiping a finger across my left cheek with his hand before turning around and walking away. Oh dear goddess this is going to kill me I groan to myself. Walking out to the car I hop into the passenger seat not waiting for them. “ hey I called shotgun??!” Creed pouted stomping his foot onto the ground standing in front of the truck “ No, I called shotgun!” Ryan yelled getting in Creed face pointing at him with his finger

The surge of Senna coming forward nearly knocked me over as she returned fully. ‘Mate! Mate!’ Senna yelled as I turned around. ‘I have been trying to tell you he is our mate! Go get him!’ I faced Anders, his scent washing over me. It was the most amazing smell. I took a deep breath and looked up, finally making eye contact with him. His eyes were a dark green. A growl escaped his lips before he closed the gap between us, taking me in his arms.

"You will forget that Omega's name. You belong to me, and our sons are of my bloodline. The only pack you need to worry about is the one I lead." My mother stepped in front of the man and shielded me, her voice finally regained. "Sir, please! My daughter is weak! You must give her time! Well, who are you?" He looked down at her, a sign of disrespect and mockery in his blue eyes. "I am the one who gave her these boys. That is all you need to know, old woman. Annie, I will not force you now. But understand this: run to your rejected mate, and you seal his death warrant. I will be back for you." And with that, he turned and stalked out of the cabin as fast as he had entered, shutting the door h

"Your two o'clock is waiting, Sir." "Send her in." There was something eerily familiar about his voice and I still didn't know his damn name. I shuffled to his door, my toes smooshed in my super-tight shoes. My foot hit something unsteady, I crashed to the gleaming white tiled floor. My skirt slipped down my waist, offering my interviewer a peek at my greying, sagging panties. Tears rushed to my eyes, my cheeks burned harder than my bruised knees and my ego withered. I tossed back my frizzy ponytail, peering up. Greyson Elliot sneered at me from behind a huge cherry oak desk. Fuck. At least I know his name, I guess. ​