Garrett Watts Novels & Stories

Adrian's POV Garrett arrived at seven AM. He was a compact precise man who carried his equipment in a case that looked like it belonged to a sound engineer and who had the specific quality of stillness that belonged to people who had spent years in rooms where being noticed was a liability. He set up in the foundation's Philadelphia office, which I had cleared for the day, and began working with the focused efficiency of someone who had done this before and had no need to explain his process to anyone.

However, my foot never reached him. A dark gray flare darted past my eyes, taking the rogue with it. It happened so quick that a normal pair of eyes would have missed it but mine didn’t. I followed the black thing as it whizzed to my left. It was a giant dark grey wolf. Alpha Dalton!

She growled. “I know, but I wanted to be the one that told you.” He said. “Better late than never,” She giggled. Nightfall came, Dani decided to go and check out the town, she needed some air. Garrett moved back to the chair; Jade fell asleep. Garrett grabbed his phone and went outside. He dialed Maximus “Hello,” he said in a stocky American accent. “Hey Maximus, it’s Garrett.” He smiled. “Oh hey, Garrett it's been a while since I heard from you.” He spoke. “What’s up?”

It was the feeling of home, something I hadn't realized I'd missed until this very moment. My chest tightened with unexpected emotion. I was really back. I lifted my head, searching through the crowd of people waiting for arrivals. My eyes scanned faces until I quickly spotted that familiar figure standing apart from the others. Garrett Rivers was tall and imposing, easy to spot in any crowd. At six-foot-four, he towered over most people around him. His dark gray waterproof leather armor gleamed with rainwater, and I could see the Stormfang Pack wolf crest pinned prominently to his left chest.

" Funny thing is that she suffered the same pain that you suffered bad hoses on a really sensitive scale because she really wanted this kid and now she's dealing with last left corner right and center because Garrett also has a vengeance streak that is unparalleled I mean I might be want to get my own bag but he does it with intent and he doesn't care who's in the way his own son is also afraid of him so you can imagine what kind of a person you are dealing with. " " I think I make this clear to you Garrett is like Dexter but he is like Dexter on steroids he will fire without any morning he will kill that any morning he's got killer instinct and the funny thing about this is that he took an

My voice, in a harsh, low growl, came out sharp with venom: "Don't step closer, Garrett. Stay away from me, or I'll kill you. Gavin, standing beside me, didn't bat an eyelid. He wasn't afraid of Garrett, not like I was. He'd been here before, seen things I hadn't, but right now, he stood beside me, his posture tense, his gaze wary. He wasn't looking at Garrett with the same recognition I was. He was watching him like a potential threat, and I couldn't agree more.

Emily sighed, she tried to move her body and found it too heavy, she was not even sure her legs could stand on the floor, feeling more depressed, she wept “Garrett, where are you?” Garrett stirred awake, he was in his office, he must have just finished showing the plan to his people, because the plan was on his table, his office door opened and Davies walked in, he sat upright in his seat “It is ready Alpha” Davies informed him Finally, nodding Garrett stood up “Get everyone ready, I will be out” Garrett told Davies “Yes Alpha” Davies bowed and left the room Garrett went to his room to take a shower, changed his clothes, he stared at himself in the mirror “Let’s go get our mate back” Beast t

However, Garrett reacted swiftly, stating coldly, "Nonsense! We're here today because we received orders from the higher-ups. The Millers harbor a highly dangerous fugitive who threatens our country's security anytime." "You claimed to arrest me for public assault. How did I suddenly turn into a threat to the country? "Will I be accused of threatening the world, endangering the universe in the next second?" Henry's tone dripped with sarcasm. "Nonsense!" Garrett's expression remained icy. "I'm not going to waste my time arguing with you. You'll spill everything once you're arrested." Garrett stepped forward forcefully as he clenched his right hand into a fist, delivering a heavy blow. His att

He stood up and pushed his plate away, "Luna!" He mused, approaching me as if we are friends. He was friendly despite his intimidating muscular body. "Hi," I said, smiling at the gentleman. "Hello, I'm Garret, a warrior, and the best chef," He said, I nodded and went to sit on the island. Garret went to the stove and started making me breakfast as he talked throughout. He was just praising himself for how good he is as a cook, he was making me smile and laugh with his jokes

I walked in and turned the heavy brass deadbolt, the click sounding like a starter pistol in the quiet room. Garrett was sitting in the darkness, the only illumination coming from the glowing, orange ember of a thick cigar and the dim backlight of a laptop he wasn't actually looking at. He looked up, his eyes flashing with a mixture of cold anger and a desperate, boiling lust that he couldn't hide. "You're late, Mira," he rumbled, his voice a low, gravelly threat. "I was beginning to think you'd lost your nerve after that performance in the hallway earlier. I don't like being kept waiting."