Eric Dane Novels & Stories

"You have to have permission." "I need information on a man named Gustavo Escobar," I said ignoring him. "And you are...?" he questioned with a raised eyebrow. "The DEA?" "Leonardo Loren," I replied with a sarcastic smile before holding out my hand. His eyes shifted at the mention of my name and he straightened his tie. He was human but his reaction told me that he knew exactly who I was. "So I assume from your question referring to the DEA, you know who Mr Escobar is?" I asked.

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.

I couldn't help but frown in confusion as I thought about someone I could possibly contact apart from Dalton. Dalton's mother shifted uncomfortably, folding her arms across her chest. "Actually," she started, "there might be someone." Dalton's father turned to look at his mate, seemingly quite confused himself. "What do you mean? Who…?" Dalton's mother sighed. "Cassandra, I don't know how you would react, but there's someone with whom you'd have a definite connection. You've already met him - in the dark forest." "What? How…?" Dalton's father pursed his lips, not understanding. "Who is he?"

He felt so tired that he just wanted to die. "Your meeting with the elders will be held in half an hour, please don't forget to attend." Kevin reminded him before he left quickly. He did not want to spend another moment in this room because he thought that he might go mad from all the frustrations. Kelly looked on indifferently at Kevin who was leaving with a defeated expression. …. In the northern mountains…. somewhere in the woods, Ashton was meeting with a few of his alpha buddies. They were even barbecuing and the atmosphere was great.

His eyes expanded. "Garrett, like Garrett farms?" "Yes. Now, where is my wife?" "W- w-wife?" "Mrs. Boma Braide Donovan Garrett." Donovan stated coldly. Hearing Boma's name in full like that, Larry's eyes dilated. It seemed like he was going to faint. He stepped back a bit. "Everything is- is- is fine." He stuttered trying to sound reassuring. "If you will wait in the restaurant, she will be with you shortly. We have a VIP lounge that-"

~Prologue (In Lexia's Point Of View) "Cross him off the list." My assistant turns from where he was facing the board, looking at me sardonically. He's not really my assistant, in fact, he hates when I refer to him as that. But I wouldn't go as far to say that this man, Adrian, is my friend. "Why?" He questions, balancing a red permanent marker between his fingers. Rolling my eyes, I back up a few steps and sit on the edge of my desk, mindful of the papers scattered on it.

I state. “The guy that has been working with your aunt and grandmother went to school with us. I knew I recognized him but he looks different. His name is Dallas and I know he works for Tianya and Kylynn.” Chaos explains. I let out a growl when he shows me a picture of his Dallas guy. He is the one that always makes Everly feel uncomfortable whenever he is around. I had noticed him watching her the last few times we had been at the building but didn’t think too much of it.

“You got a name for this ex? I’ll get the Deltas to track his ass down.” I rolled my eyes and tried to remember if she’d said his name. I can’t check my phone, her kids have it, but I don’t think she said his name in our chats. But then I recalled she mentioned his first name when we were talking inside. “All I have is a first name, Dane.” I wrinkled my nose as I said his name. “Not a lot to go, one.” David sighed. “Wait, you said your woman… I mean Erin….” He smirked, correcting himself. “Works for Kinsley. The company didn’t happen to set her up with this house?”

Darius waved for her to move closer to him seated behind the dark brown and white mahogany desk. “You called for me sir.” Alina said, her tone clipped and formal. She always talked formally to Darius, despite his instructions that she was a special exception. Alina was his goddaughter and he wanted her to treat him more like a father than a boss, which she just couldn’t bring herself to. Darius Andersen was Florida's Mafia Don. The biggest and most feared in America. “I see you've taken care of the senator.” Darius nods towards her dirty self. Not like he particularly cared about appearance. The only thing he cares enough about is that the job gets done. Something Karl couldn't do, apparentl