Finn: Character Novels & Stories

"He's the one with the fighter's appearance." I think about Jade's face since I've already committed theirs to memory. He's the one with the grey eyes and shaved dark hair who seems like he could go toe-to-toe with five guys without a second thought. How about the other one? The one with rich burnished gold skin, muscles on muscles, and vivid green eyes. "Finn is in charge. His office is his home. Or for the rest of us, that's how it seems. He keeps everything working here and keeps us united.

Whoever had aided her has declared war on the Sea, and in time, it will be my duty to avenge his death. As a means to an end, we need their help. There are no others, mortal or immortal who possess the knowledge of tethered mates. Finn and I are an exceptional circumstance because I am the daughter of a God. He is also descended from a very powerful lineage, that much is certain from the ability and strength he has already displayed since taking his true form. “Are we going to spend the whole journey in silence? I know you said we needed to keep our distance, but surely this is time we could spend… getting to know one another. You know, in a non-physical way?”

I've never cursed my B-cups before, but I'd take her boobs any day. Finn covers up the online, but hotter equivalent of me before he hands me back the controller. My new blue dress sweeps to the ground and has long sleeves which drape almost touching the ground. "Well that's no fun," I huff. Obviously, a bunch of horny men developed this game if that's the standard uniform for a new woman character. Finn kisses the side of my neck and his arms reach around me again. His outstretched arms hold a remote in front of me. He leads his character through the cobblestone street to some unknown destination and I follow.

“Please, I just want to thank you properly. And maybe… well, maybe we could be friends? I don’t have many friends here, and you seem really brave and kind, and—” “Finn,” I interrupted, opening the door a crack. “You don’t need to thank me. Anyone would have done the same thing.” His face lit up like I’d just granted him his dearest wish. He was bigger than me, with messy auburn hair and freckles scattered across his nose. There was something endearingly earnest about him that made it impossible to be annoyed. “No, they wouldn’t have,” he said seriously. “Most people would have run away. But you stayed and pulled me off from the fire, even though you were scared. That was really brave.”

They yelled ignorantly at the two, “She’s Aaron’s bride! You’re not allowed to take her away!” Finn counted the number of people and smiled with a hint of sarcasm. “Do you think just the few of you can stop me?” Afterward, he said to Baby Zetty, “Hold tightly onto me.” Baby Zetty tightened her arms around him. Finn bravely and fearlessly stepped forward. He held onto Baby Zetty with both hands, but his legs were as fast as lightning and with infinite power. Every time his legs hit the opponent’s body, there was the sound of bone cracking.

This changed everything, and Alpha Kael had to address this further. Finn knew that Lily had been watching him for the rest of the night, but he never spared her one glance and only spoke to people whom his father was now introducing him to. He had been known as Finn the Omega all his life, even after joining the special division. He had waited for this day all his life. He had waited to show those who saw him as less who he really was, and he greatly enjoyed the shocked look on their faces. They couldn't even stare into his eyes as they used to.

I figured Finn would look like them. He didn’t. Finn Kilbourn had sharp edges and cold, calculating eyes. He wore a tailored black suit, and the crisp lines of his jacket made him look more like a CEO than an Alpha who lived in a remote mountain pack. His dark hair was cut and styled with precision, and his expression was unreadable. He wasn’t built like his brothers, but there was something just as dangerous about him. He exuded power in a way that had nothing to do with muscle.

Finn, he needed to know who I was so he could tell me what happened all those years ago, how he managed to escape, and why he hadn’t come to find me like he’d promised. “Who are you?” I asked. He cocked his head to the side and chuckled. “My name is Bryan.” “Bryan what?” “Farris.” “I . . . You’re . . . Bryan Farris?” “Yeah.” “Are you sure?” “Quite.” Looking at him up close and without my crazy-colored glasses, Bryan had chestnut brown eyes, not blue like Mr. Finn’s, and he was younger. He looked like a teenage boy rather than a grown man. In fact, he looked like he could have been Mr. Finn’s son, though what were the odds of that? I groaned. Act normal, Sera, act normal.

He can manipulate kinetic energy, so he can take his enemy’s energy and redistribute it to himself, to someone else, and of course, push it back. After the two Bloodmoon candidates, we spoke with Finnian from FireWolf, who can fully to partially immobilize an enemy. Unlike Izzy and Zoe, he doesn’t turn them to stone, he leaves them frozen as they are. An interesting talent for detaining and interrogation. We talked about his travels and growing up an orphan living with his foster parents Ronan and Dáiríne Cooney and taking on the big brother role to their boys Shamus and Maitiú.

“Give me one moment, I shall ask Finn to go and fetch her. He knows where she strops off to in such times. She does have a will about her, but she will help you if she can I am sure of it.” A huge man about my age, presumably Finn strolled into the room. I got a scowl and nothing more. He was heading towards the same size as his father. Wearing loose pants and a grey t- shirt he was covered in wood chip dust. The only similarity to his mother was his calm grey eyes. A flash of his wolf showed in his iris, as if asserting his lack of respect for me, a quick sliver of green-blue visible from across the room. I had only my reputation. A fancy forest green shirt and a notorious hair colour to pr