Garrus X Shepard Novels & Stories

While I wasn't surprised to see Julian flash me a grin and a wink, I was surprised to feel a very distinct lack of anger radiating from Garrett. "What is that look for, Aurora?" Garrett drawled slowly once we locked eyes. His blue and brown eye mirrored my own, as did his chestnut hair and full eyebrows. The corners of his lips twitched just an increment as he continued, "You are well aware I have a mate as well, yes? I am very aware of the lengths one would go to for such a person."

One bullet between his eyes. The pallet from the gun sparks with the arcane spell drafted on its surface. The purple electric current surges through his small body briefly. With the captain’s other hand, she holsters her sword and then his pistole. The three are now in the hallway in front of the cell. Gazes looming in the eyes of a half-alive Vetra. Vetra cannot speak or form such words from the drugs and toxins that correlate within her body. Garth looks at her and then turns his vision to the lifeless corpse. “You know, you disobeyed the rule of parlay, right captain?” A scoff breaches from the captain’s mouth. She looms over at Vetra and speaks in a humbled manner. “The piss cunt isn’t a

“Darling.” Sett faced Xavier with a crooked smile. “The whole place seemed a mess, and I just didn’t want anyone coming to steal your precious research away.” Sett widened his crooked smile and slowly but confidently walked towards Xavier. “We wouldn’t want to lose our ticket out of here.” He finally got to Xavier as she lowered the gun that had been pointed at Anderson the entire time. Sett seeing that, looked at Xavier passionately and leaned in for a kiss.

“If anyone suspects—” “They won’t,” came the deep rumble of Garrison. Confident. Cold. “Your daughter plays her part well enough. The girl doesn’t see her as a threat.” Elara’s stomach twisted. Sereyna. Kael’s jaw clenched, fury in his eyes. “Still,” Garron muttered, “the assassin was sloppy. My men nearly caught him.” “You’ll be more careful next time,” Garrison replied smoothly. “We need Elara pliant. Kieran will handle the rest.”

Garrett froze, his dark eyes dropping down to his ankle, then slowly lifting to look at Rosalie, who was panting heavily in the dirt, her forehead bruised and her eyes wet with tears, but her jaw set in defiance. A heavy, suffocating silence fell over the entire arena as the warriors held their breath. Slowly, Garrett stepped back, extending a massive hand to pull her up from the ground. He looked at her with a profound, unreadable intensity, a tiny spark of genuine, undeniable respect flickering deep within his hardened eyes. "You caught me off guard," Garrett said quietly, his voice carrying clearly across the silent yard. He turned away from her, addressing the crowd. "That is enough. Spa

His hair was tied back, and his muscles were really testing the stretch of the material he was currently wearing as the flexed with his movement. "We are. I have a portal there that I use to help export medicine to one of our allies. She is a doctor here, and I am helping her cure sick humans." I didn't bother hiding the shock that hit me. Garren tilted his head as he watched me. "Something I said surprising?" He asked, arching a brow, causing his scar to stretch. I had never met a male who looked as breathtaking as Garren did. I scoffed, shaking my head.

I turn in Gus's arms as he is the one with his arms around me the most and look at Zachariah full-on when he says, “I am not jealous of these young males, Yasmine… To start with, two of them are your brothers and along with the four standing around you, they proved their loyalty to you when they wouldn't give up trying to track you when you went into the water and then into Shifter territory. They spent their time alternating between looking for you and doing extra training... Yasmine, I would like you to meet your personal guards. Where you go, so do they, especially if I can’t be with you…”

They already seem to work well together and since Yara and Noelle are both more in the medical area, it would be good to have a Gamma who is more of a warrior. I divide up the warriors and prepare to leave. “Charlie!” Noelle says, rushing over to me. She throws her arms around my neck and lifts up on her toes, kissing me. I take a moment to wrap my arms around her, taking her mouth in a desperate kiss, before pulling away, howling our attack, and leaping to shift into Gregor. We run fast, but quietly to Quinton’s pack. When we get there, I can see that there are patrols running.

When she looks in her sister's direction, she spots Xavier patting her pack, trying to calm her down. "How do you know Tobias?" The questioner asks. "He is the child of my Gamma," she calmly replies, her eyes blank and cold. Her face is entirely neutral, and she has no expression whatsoever. Some of the crowd find it slightly scary, and she can hear the whisperings about how blank she looks. She forces her features to soften, the corners of her lips quirking up, her eyes widening, and her left eyebrow quirking slightly. "So are you and Gamma Nakamura engaging in a relationship?" He questions, and Avery exhales.

Dust fell from the ceiling. Garrett looked up. He looked worried. "Hurry up!" Garrett yelled at his men. "Load the sequence! I want this gas in the air in ten minutes!" "NOW!" I screamed. Dorian fired. The bullet sparked off the keypad. The console exploded. Garrett screamed. He was thrown back by the sparks. "Ambush!" a Reaper yelled. Kael and Seth launched themselves from the shadows. They shifted in mid air. Two massive wolves crashed into the Reapers on the left.