Frank Tayell Novels & Stories

Nathan asked, glaring at the Lycan who raised his hands in surrender, keeping his eyes on Nathan who I knew was already raging inside as he thought of the possibilities of his answers “stop with the fucking puzzles, and speak up” “Your beta, Carter…”

Thank god I checked up with Ray's CEO. "Mam it's order from Mr.Frank",Michael answered. Since I and Cooper is away from company they took it for granted. But Ryder did a good job by informing it on right time. "Oh I see.. Looks like I have to show something", I smirked. Frank. How dare he? Mr. Frank has about 10 percent shares of the company. He owns five restaurants in the city. He is an greedy guy.Frank is in his early forties and he is upto no good.I don't know why he is in the company and he gave me a chance for me to show him off the board.

He cried, "Please, President. Have pity on me, please have pity on me. I am a family man." Raising a brow in skepticism, Aiden questioned coldly, "Family man? I wonder how your wife will take the divorce? The affair?" "No. Please, President, don't do this to me." Tears welled up in Frank's eyes; he begged tirelessly. "Okay, you have one chance to save face. Find me a capable hacker who could do the job. He or she should not fail miserably in a matter of a few minutes like you did." A flicker of hope crossed Frank's face. "Alright, of course. I know one. Her name is Cryptess." Frank Talesman nodded, his eyes filled with both caution and longing. He was not sure if Aiden would let him go after

cassandra informes lay who was ready from over her shoulders. “Frank Edward, a renowned business owner and CEO has suddenly become the world's most wanted criminal. Responsible for the death of Mr Williams, Nat Campfire and Kelly Straguat and many other victims, he had been made wanted by the police and Anba alerted them to get him. Contact the number if you have any news about him” Cassandra listened carefully as Tay read from over her shoulders.

Half convinced, Stanley let go. Frank did exactly what he promised: no signal, no call, nothing. He led them into his office as casually as if he were welcoming a group of old friends, which unsettled the sisters even more. Was this really the Frank they had heard about? Stanley remained tense and watchful, but Frank simply settled into his office chair. Nothing happened. Stanley took the seat across from him and studied him closely. "You're Frank Sawyer?" "That's right." "Leader of the Northspire Gang?"

She blinked against the brightness, her eyes struggling after days in the dark. A group of men stood in a semi-circle. At the center was a tall, broad-shouldered man with weathered skin, gray-flecked hair tied back, and a wide grin that didn’t reach his sharp, calculating eyes. His coat was leather, his boots polished, and his presence commanded the attention of everyone around him. “So you’re the one everyone’s been whispering about,” he said, voice gravelly with a hint of amusement. Serena glared at him, straightening as much as her weakened body allowed.

When Don saw Phelan, his eyes burned with hate. He bellowed—a sound that was somewhere between a yell, a moo, and a really loud belch. “Hey, Phelan,” She then shouted back. “Didn't I kill you already?” He pounded his fist into the dress she wore, and it crumpled like aluminum foil. A few dracaenae threw flaming javelins at her. She knocked them aside. A hellhound lunged, and she sidestepped. She could have stabbed it, but She hesitated. “This is not Mrs. O'Leary”, Don said to himself. This is an untamed wolf. It will kill me and all my friends.

Barry said discreetly. Frank’s face was as dark as night. He knew how Wayne York would react. Wayne only cared about the outcome, never the process. If Frank asked for Wayne York’s help, it would be his death sentence. Besides, Frank wasn’t sure if Wayne York could face Tyson Woods. While the two were still thinking of what to do next, Tyson Woods arrived moments later. Harvey was also beside him. Frank noticed Harvey the second as Harvey came into Frank’s sight. ‘Where did this guy come from?’

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

Bobby presses. “Still us,” I answered without hesitation. “Sam can come assist if you want,” Narissa offers. “I’ve got Ryan here.” “No.” The word rips out of me, sharp and absolute. Bobby and Jax both blink. Zander and Daniel smirk openly. “Oliver,” Narissa sighs. “Don’t start,” I growl. “If he sets foot here, there won’t be anything left for him to send back.” Ace surges forward, teeth bared, rage humming through.