Eren Yeager Older Novels & Stories

"If you go too far today, you might just lose your place in Goldridge altogether!" The voice came from deep within the Yeager compound, rich, commanding, and full of power. Henry's expression changed instantly. "You're still alive, Mr. Isaiah?" From the shadows, Isaiah Yeager, the unseen elder, scoffed. "I still have a few years left in me. Henry, have you stooped so low to be the McCormick family's attack dog, coming here to force the Yeagers into submission? Let me make this clear. If you so much as lift a finger today, I'll kill you where you stand."

"It's one of the top five international conglomerates." Recognizing that it was Avery's family's company, Vicky frowned. The fact that Avery was previously engaged to Lincoln indicated that the Yeagers and the Harts had a close business relationship, so it was not surprising if Yeager Corporation had business dealings with Tyler, too. Vicky did not dwell on the matter much and asked, "When do you think he'll be back?" "I can't be certain about that." The secretary shook his head. "Madam, you could call Mister Hart to ask."

I remind him, glancing over my shoulder back toward the campsite. “We have, Falcon,” he responds, sounding tired. “You know, unlike you, I age. I am confined to this old body that moves slower. Things would run smoother if you were here to oversee this all.” “You aren’t that old, Edgar.” I frown, and he chuckles. “I am seventy-six. You knew my great-great-great-grandfather and those before him. You know they lived a little longer than eighty.” “I don’t have time for this right now. Just. I’m on my way to the site, but it will take me time to get there.”

Damien stood at the entrance of the Yeager family villa with a broad smile to greet the incoming guests. “Sir, a 10-thousand-dollar Volkswagen just drove up,” a servant leaned in and whispered to him. “10 thousand?” Damien frowned. Today was the grand 90th birthday celebration for Terry Yeager, the great-grandfather of the Yeager family. Every guest here was rich or powerful, with even the lowest-end cars costing at least a hundred grand. Who would dare bring a cheap car?

"Hello, Mr. Yeager." The one calling Fabian was Stevie. Among the underground forces in Swalesbury and North Cross, the Yeagers were one of the few families that could compete with the longest-established family, the Pascals. Compared to the Pascals, the Yeagers also had their own advantages. For example, the head of the Yeagers, Jared Yeager, who was also Stevie's father, held a high position in the government, and his status was even more prestigious than that of the Swalesbury mayor.

Morgana Georgia I signed my signature and the marriage certificate was finalized. I'm now officially Mrs Windmill, the latest wife of a multi-millionaire whose son was my ex and now I'm married to my ex-boyfriend’s father. Revenge has never felt so good. Yesterday when he told me about Micheal’s engagement, I was heartbroken and excited at the same time, I was heartbroken because of the time that I wasted with someone who was never worth it and I was excited because I’m about to burn bridges and make history,

The elders of the Yeager family flew into a rage after they learned that the Quantz family was in trouble. They did not take a mere Leonel seriously at all. The first elder, Dwight Yeager, was so angry that he threw his cup and bellowed, "Who does Leonel Farley think he is? He's just a general. How dare he meddle in the Yeager family's business! I'd like to ask Fieryn King what he's playing at!"

"Hey, why are there so many people all of a sudden?" A clear voice traveled into everyone's ears. Everyone turned to look in the direction of the voice and noticed a young lady, in her 20s, coming in. "Young lady, what brings you here?" Legon quickly said to the young lady. That lady was Daisy Yeager, a member of the Yeager family of the Moonlight Shadow Base City. The Frantic Thunder Hired Troop was under the direct command of the Yeager family. Daisy was just about to say something but then she looked at Ezra.

“But we need to know what’s going on. Is there a way around it?” Yager clicked away on his keyboard and I waited patiently, watching the men who stood outside my window. They were down in the yard, new faces I had never seen before. Vivian had somehow brought in new guards without saying a word about it. It had been subtle but I was noticing the changes. “I have a friend,” Yager came back on the line. “Graduated top of his class from Yale. He’s good with things like this. He should have an idea, maybe not the total picture but he was trained to do this for military.”

“Go!” “You’re not going to give me a pay cut, right?” asked Kayson in an exploratory manner. Sadie barked, “I’m not going to!” Kayson left with a content smile. Sadie sat on the office chair and said, “Captain Yeager, please… clean up here.” “Sure, Ms. Wolfenden…” Captain Yeager suppressed the excitement in his heart because he did not expect that such an amazing person was hiding in the company! ‘Mr. Yarde is actually such an impressive fighter!’