Garou Novels & Stories

Kayson said seriously. “Silence, kid! Do you have any idea who you’re talking to?” shouted Master Garland. “He’s Darius Garcia, the most famous fighter of all time! “He can crush you with one finger. How dare you talk to him in that attitude? Right now, not even God can save you!” Kayson gazed at him and said, “If you want the Bocca Fruit, try to take it from me.” Darius grimly grinned and said, “Since you have a death wish, I shall fulfill it!”

Her armless silk gown was covered in mud, and above her knees showed her ebony thighs. " Are you a sex worker?" Tasha's fist tightened, but she managed to hide it behind her. How dare he assume a thing like that about her, he was lucky she needed him to get out of here. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves " Do I look like one to you?" He nodded his head, indicating she did. "Well I'm not, I'm sorry if you aren't used to seeing ladies dress and go out to dates or night parties because I'm guessing you haven't been to one"

After ten minutes, I change into a warmer dress and leave. The garage door opens after I scan my fingerprint on the keypad. I can’t remember how many cars were here before, but I’m sure there are a few more now. No one knows luxury better than my parents afterall. I take the most subtle one I can find and drive out, deciding I’m in the mood for a fancy dinner.

“Go!” I scoff incredulously at her, and she chuckles before shooting me a wink. “Goodnight, Maria,” I say and roll my eyes as I open the door. Nero looks up when I walk outside, and I am struck again at how handsome he is. Today he’s not wearing a suit, but dark jeans, a black leather jacket and a white t-shirt that pulls across his chest and thick biceps. His dark hair is all mussed up as if he’s been running his fingers through it all day, and his eyes… Gods, his eyes feel like a tide pulling me in.

"You're not alone in this, Aqua. We're family, and we'll get through anything together." Aqua said goodbye to her grandmother and headed to school. As Aqua stepped outside the gate, she saw Damon standing beside his truck, the sunlight casting a golden glow over his dark skin, which gleamed with a healthy sheen. His tall, athletic frame was impossible to miss, exuding both strength and grace. Standing at 6'3", Damon was the epitome of physical perfection, his broad shoulders tapering down to a narrow waist, every muscle sculpted as if by an artist's hand.

Haro throws me the keys, " get in a follow behind our vehicle, we'll take you as far as the highway and you're on your own from there okay, and as we said not a word to a soul about us understood? " " I will guard our secret with my life Haro " " very good, make sure you do that and be back before time runs out on you because if you're somewhere and rogues scent you, they will not hesitate to kill you Beau, and before you ask a rogue is a wolf that does not belong to a pack and being away from the packs destroys their minds, they lose their humanity slowly which makes them very dangerous and you can know a rogue by their scent, they smell like rotting meat "

I commanded, my voice calm, a sharp contrast to the humming machinery around us. The screen shifted. It showed a side-by-side comparison of two biological frequencies. One was a deep, thrumming gold—Girard Roux. The other was a bright, shimmering violet—Arielle. Where the two lines met, they wove together in a perfect, unbreakable braid. It was the Lien de Sang. The mate bond. To a poet, it was destiny. To me, it was a dual-channel data stream.

There was no way she could escape from his hands now that she was trapped within his glance . " What....What are you looking at ?! " said Kiara with a nervous look in her eyes . " ..I am looking at my silly bride ! Let me tell you that it is not necessary for you to wear garlic on your neck . It only causes us a light stomachache , nothing more than that . The ony thing that garlic can do is make you smelly . I suggest............ " said Eskylrious then lifted his hand and sweetly touched her cheek . " You take this off otherwise , people will start looking at you in a weirdly . " said Eskylrious and took the garlic off her neck .

He couldn't join her today because he couldn't risk leaving the unknown guest alone. Just as he was about turning to go back inside, he saw Lily. She had something in her mouth. A small backpack. She dropped it at his feet before walking inside. He picked it up and walked inside. After giving Lily a snack for her services, he opened the bag carefully. An empty water bottle, some empty wraps for granola bars and two unopened bars were the contents of the bag. He turned the bag over, shaking the bag vigorously. Nothing else was in the bag but amongst the wraps of granola bars, he noticed a small name tag depicting one name ... Kamara.

Shannon was eating quietly trying very hard not to look at the vampire next to her. The vampire elder was just playing with his food quiet concentrating only on her scent, the witch was eating but looked uncomfortable. “Silly us, you did not even do introductions,” Nina said. “Oh, right! For those who do not know me, I am elder Israel, some call me the great African seer.” No wonder his scent was different and unusual. Shannon thought.