Gary "roach" Sanderson Novels & Stories

“Haze, “ his deep voice rumbled as he raked his eyes all over me. Only HE called me that. “Markos, “ I said almost breathlessly. My heart was beating so fast it muffled all the other noises. My head was spinning so fast, I felt like I could faint just from seeing a ghost from my past. Gone was the tall scrawny kid with innocent features that I knew. He was replaced by an alpha male version that was tall and muscular with his form filling his suit out perfectly. He had a 5 O’clock shadow beard on his face that made him look even hotter and his hair was as dark as it had been before. And his eyes, oh God, his chocolate brown eyes were as beautiful and hypnotic as they had ever been.

Even though Eden Joy was wealthy, it did not belong solely to Zeke and his son! They were only two of the top-level executives. After coming up with an idea, Zeke looked toward the old man wearing a robe next to him. He looked like a sorcerer with long hair. “Master Sandford, I’m afraid that we will need you to take the trouble on this.” Master Sandford said with a calm expression, “Sure, just prepare the money.” Master Sandford was a pre-celestial fighter who was exceptionally well-trained in fighting. He was commissioned by Eden Joy to kill quite a number of people, and he had never failed his missions.

Even though Eden Joy was wealthy, it did not belong solely to Zeke and his son! They were only two of the top-level executives. After coming up with an idea, Zeke looked toward the old man wearing a robe next to him. He looked like a sorcerer with long hair. “Master Sandford, I’m afraid that we will need you to take the trouble on this.” Master Sandford said with a calm expression, “Sure, just prepare the money.” Master Sandford was a pre-celestial fighter who was exceptionally well-trained in fighting. He was commissioned by Eden Joy to kill quite a number of people, and he had never failed his missions.

Only three people knew of his true identity, the girl witnessing what was happening now, his dad, who was still being taken care of after he was left badly hurt by Gunther and Noah years ago, and Wesley Slate, his mentor, and most trusted friend. Wesley was the man who found young Brandon. He was being mistreated by a group of rogues, who were treating him like a slave. They tortured him and made him do all kinds of insane requests like cleaning the excrement from the dungeons they used to incarcerate all of Noah and Alpha Swan's victims. Who were the supposed leaders of the underground sell of rogue girls to filthy men to use as personal slaves.

Why don’t you try stamping on his fine leather shoes next or snatching the Rolex off his wrist and smashing it off the ground? His lips pursed, he fixed me with a cold, hard glare. “Yes, that’s me, grotty Greyson, also known as grimy Greyson, Greyson Smelliot and Smelly Elliot. I tend to go by Greyson or Mr Elliot these days. You can call me Mr Elliot. I assume we went to school together?” “Zoe, Zoe Smithson.”

Silas was more than he appeared, and I couldn't help but wonder about the secrets he held. "Hey, come on, you two, let's grab some breakfast," Gerald invited, his tone warm and inviting, a bit of a contrast to the formal setting. He motioned towards the dining area, signaling for us to follow. Silas replied with a short, "Sure, Dad," but I could sense the hesitation in his voice. It was subtle, but there, telling me he wasn't exactly thrilled about the idea of a new Luna, especially my mom, Kendall. As we headed to the dining area, I walked alongside Silas, stealing a glance at him. There was a whole mix of feelings written on his face, hinting at a deeper story. It was clear he was grapplin

This time Zeus' attention was on Sandra, waiting for her approval, she wanted to have that ten-minute conversation with Grayson and she shook her head maybe, she just realized her actions that she was being too dramatic and unreasonable. "No, I think we should have the ten minutes talk," she said finally "My name is Grayson, I am twenty-two, the gamma of Forest pack, nice to meet you Sandra, I wish you a safe drive home," he said pain flashing his eyes. "I said I am giving you ten minutes but if you don't want it, I wouldn't..." "I want it..." He said suddenly interrupting her, it was at that point that we realized that Grayson's hand had been outstretched to her all this time and Sandra for

She asks in a low nervous voice. I look at her, and sigh as I take a few steps and sit next to Brandon, placing my hands on my knees and pulling my body forward. I run my fingers through my face, letting an irritated grunt out. "Her name is Roxanne, Roxanne Bennett. We dated back in high school, a few months before graduation and well, unfortunately things didn't end well. We broke up towards the middle of my freshman year in college, when she confessed to be with someone else. I was able to avoid talking to her while she was busy with her new boyfriend. When things didn't work out with him, she kept coming around, calling me, sending me emails and even visiting my uncle back home whenever w

"Uncle Johnny, he’s…" Sandy did not know how to answer. She knew that Lucas was a Dark Race, but Lucas had neither hurt her nor Cindy the day before. To top it off, he had even saved their lives. The middle-aged man was called Johnny Sandford. He was the second son of the Sandford family, a Rank 4 Evolved One. "He said that he’s here to treat Grandpa Sandford, Uncle Johnny," Elise explained to Johnny. Johnny was stunned. "He’s here to heal Dad?"