Finn Hudson Novels & Stories

My mother almost died that day and now I ran the risk of losing both my mother and Alina. That only pissed me off further. I could feel my magic fighting to be released but I held back knowing that I needed Kendra to talk first before I did something that could probably end her life. Then I finally noticed a dark hooded figure at the corner of my room. He stepped out of the darkness, his muscular built just slightly taller than me. When he let his hood down I felt my breath catch in my throat. He looked startlingly similar to Kendra. Same caramel skin tone, same shape eyes, the same wicked grin tugging at the corner of their lips. "You must be the famous hybrid that has the Devil himself qua

Hudson. “I’m going to watch,” she said. “It won’t take long, baby. I’m just going to do one thing to him,” he whispered. “I still want to watch.” Wilder nodded his head. “You kill the others?” “Three,” Hudson said. “She stabbed this one in the kidney.” Wilder smiled. “Kidney shot takes pussies down every single time.” Hudson barked out a laugh. “Oh, he went down like a pussy, all gushing and screaming.”

Hudson truly wanted to beat and throw the mother and the son out. After such a major embarrassment, he should give the public a clarification, if not, he could always be unable to acquire his distinction in this life. Hudson stifled his indignation and constrained a humiliated grin to those rich individuals who checked out at him with abnormal eyes. "Please accept my apologies for the destruction of your mind-set. I figure there is a misunderstanding. My son, Ethan, isn't feeling great and didn't come to the party at all.There should be somebody with ulterior intentions who want to frame me."

I still hold all the alpha meetings here like my father did. Walking over to the shower, I cut it on while waiting for the water to warm up before stepping in. I chose my beta when I was 17, which is my best friend Creed. My gamma is his brother Ryan, I don’t have a delta yet, I’m not sure I will. Creed does an amazing job, he is also my strongest warrior. He trains the males in the pack while his mother Subrina trains the female wolves. My gamma does all my running when I’m either too busy to or I just don’t want to. Otherwise they both help with every decision I make. Now, I know I said I was alone in all this, even though I do have them I still feel alone. Stepping into the shower washing

"Look, look. I'm going to sit down now, over here." He bent down, and I watched him carefully. It was like my sight had hyper-focused, and I could see every detail of him and his movements, but the edges of my vision were cloudy. My eyebrows pulled together in confusion as he crossed his legs beneath him. "My name is Hudson. I'm friends with your mate, with Parker." The sound of Parker's name made the noise in my head start to lower, but I kept my guard up. "I'm actually part of his team, so I technically work for him. I was there that night. I was part of the team that went in to save you and the Luna."

CEO of real estate conglomerate the Hudson Group, Christopher Hudson, stood at the front of the conference room next to the huge screen as he told his president and VPs what he wanted their next project to be. “This is four-hundred and seventy acres, gentlemen,” Christopher said. “Where can you find that much land anymore? I’ll answer that for you. Hardly nowhere. This land in Vermont is begging to be developed.” He slowly flipped through the slides of trees, grass, and mountains as far as the eye could see.

"Anyway, the White Wolf's soldiers assigned for the operation later are Team, Simon, Seth, his girlfriend Rose Brandon and her brother, Ash Brandon." "I'm guessing the gay Wolf soldier you're talking about is this Ash?" Alexander said as he went through this Ash profile. White skin and red lips. What a perfect combination! Plus this man had an amazing muscles, abs, and well-built perfectly for him. Not to mention his name is incredibly sexy in his lips. Oh, after five years, he is so going to have so much fun later.

The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him. "Please leave, let us meet tomorrow during the Annual meeting of the Wushi-Chin Cooperation Funds Mr Chandler Chin." Retrieving the gun placed on top of the dark sheeted bed, he stood up, inches apart from her. She felt a bit short when she looked up to meet his eyes. "Hila-" He was interrupted by her narrowed eyes that basically said 'Call me that again and your family won't have to worry about your succession'

"Hey, Hudson." "Hey, McKinley," he answered immediately, his deep voice rumbling in her ear. She shifted uncomfortably wondering fleetingly if the grill was going to leave permanent marks in her backside. "Have you ever hunted any of the Russians?" They both knew she didn't mean just any Russians. They were talking about anyone affiliated with Vladimir Sitnikov. Jane figured if anyone had the balls to take on the Russians it would be Mack Hudson. The guy was built like a tank and seemed to enjoy life on the fringes. He also appeared to have a disdain for living safely. His quick answer showed her that even Hudson had limits.

"I walked in the rain, Hudson." "That is Alpha Hudson to you," Beckett corrected her with a lazy, arrogant smile. "Alpha Hudson," Bailey repeated. Her nails dug into her palms until they bled. Hudson stood up. He walked down the aisle slowly. He was six foot three and built like an underground fighter. The sleeves of his black shirt were pushed up, revealing the dark ink of his pack tattoos wrapping around his muscular forearms. He stopped inches from her. The scent of pine and mint flooded her senses. It was a suffocating, intoxicating smell that always made her wolf pace restlessly.