Finnick Odair Novels & Stories

“I do not make mistakes, and judging by your fumbled expression, I take it that you are well aware who I am, Alpha Dean.” “As for Arianna being an only child, then you are very wrong. Alpha Malakai De Mori, son of Mariana and the late Alpha Lorenzo De Mori has taken his rightful position as true Alpha. Your mate has been sentenced to an excommunicado by the order of the elders.” He said, and I glared at the man who smirked.

Tina wants you in her office. Then she left. Rose frowned, wondering what Tina had to say to her... She got up from her stool and walked towards Tina's office. Tina's office was a mess and there were bottles of alcohol on the floor. Rose winced but walked over to Tina's desk. She found her kissing Sandy full on the lips... That's it! Tina was a lesbian...! She knew it! The two women stood there kissing as if they didn't know anyone was there... Rose cleared her throat and they walked away from each other...

He chuckled and said, "Tone down your voice." Drake let out a long sigh before casting an eye across to Emily. He gave her a little head shake before gently petting her pallid hand. Damn it! There is an issue with the Alpha, who appears to have a problem with his stray. ’ Dillon had this concept about the beta. He considered asking him for more but ultimately decided against it. After Drake had finished speaking, Dillon maintained his silence. “Dillon?” "Yes, alpha?" Drake sighed. He questioned, "How are you able to declare that you like a woman?"

It was enough that things were already tense with Eutychus’ disdain for his half brother, one she wasn't supposed to be thinking about and yet… “ You are right, I should be following, I am just shocked that you were able to… seduce Eutychus. It's clear that Alpha Finnian also has you in favor, running finances and what not. Who knows what favors you did for the old man- ” Darrian was on a roll of some sort as he whispered the last part to Isadora. The words took a little longer to register in her mind. Was he insinuating that she - “What are you getting to? What exactly are you trying to say?” Isadora asked, turning to face the bane of her existence.

“Or you’re very good at pretending.” “I can lift boxes,” I said. “And I don’t steal dust jackets.” Her mouth twitched. “Moira O’Rourke.” She jerked her thumb and a lanky man unfolded from the back like a rumor—tweed vest, kind eyes, smile that forgave bad jokes before he made them. “And this is Finn, who believes puns are a public service.” “Welcome to our paper church,” he said, leaning on the counter. “Interview question: dog-earing—sin or survival?” “War crime,” I said, deadpan.

There was someone pounding on my apartment door. "Neighbor – door – I'm on it," Odette called out. Seconds later the deadbolts clicked and the door opened. "Hello, Mr. Finnes." "You God-damn Whore!" he screamed. "Where is that homo and his butt-buddy? The cops are on their way and this time you are all in the street." He had a good head of steam on tonight. Slayer of Testicles #1 looked at Slayer of Testicles #2, nodded and left. "Who is this bitch," Finnes got out. It was so wrong that I recognized the next sound.

I started. But he kept talking, voice sharp and angry. “You are power. You are the queen they feared. Why would you ever look back at someone who saw you as less?” “I didn’t see her as less,” Finnick growled. “I was blind, yes but I never stopped feeling the bond.” “Then why didn’t you follow it?” Kade shot back. “Why wasn’t she worth the fight back then?” “I made a mistake,” Finnick said, fists clenched. “I’ll admit it every day if I have to.”

Annalise is 21 and in college with her two best friends and her sister. She is starting her last year off on a good start. She is one grade ahead of her average age. She is studying art and wants to be the best she can be. She is assigned a partner for her last big assignment, Theo Hyde. He is the guy she has had a crush on for years, but he is also her best friend's ex-boyfriend. She tries to focus on the project, but her feelings keep getting in the way.

Mike hated this man even more. It was obvious that Mr. Finch was trying to push his son toward mommy, but Mrs. Barney who was blinded by happiness didn’t see that. She was responding to Oscar’s words of familiarity as a good friend. Mike had to clarify this gray talk. He had to hear the attitudes of everyone involved. Especially their mommy.

They each were dark, some a little lighter here and there, but all of them—Finn included, were Black Irish. As much as I loved seeing Declan, I had to admit—Finn fascinated me. Not because he was beautiful, which he was. As an artist, I had to appreciate that there was something about him that took him up a level. Aoife was definitely a lucky lady. But there was something undeniable. Indefatigable. Something that I’d never heard rumors about, which meant either Aidan Sr. had squashed them into dust a long time ago, or… well, nobody had ever figured it out.