Glenn Rhee Novels & Stories

Alpha Reed looked to be in his early 30s and he had short brown hair, dark eyes that were almost black and he had a few scars on his bulging arms, which pulled against his tight white tee as he crossed his arms behind his desk. He had a few personal photos in his office of a young woman. He raised a cut eyebrow at me and waved his hand to indicate for me to begin. "Well the letter has some inaccuracies, but there are some correct aspects such as I was a breeder and my mother still is a breeder, but I am a born shifter. When I was sent to the market, Timothy bought me and it turned out that he is my mate. Timothu burned off my breeder mark and marked me as his mate."

Kim replies smiling at his friend as he taps Russell on his arm before sitting down. ✨🥊✨🥊✨🥊✨🥊✨🥊

After I was done crying, Aiden and I watched reruns of Game of Thrones on the TV. I lay on his lap, stuffing my face with popcorn. All the blood and gore put my mind off of what had happened. But then I started thinking about the blood that had been spilled when Mariano had shot that man, and I got sad again. Aiden changed the channel to watch football, and I sighed, stealing another look at my phone. There were 34 missed calls from Mariano, 117 texts, and a few voicemails. I quickly read the last string of messages he had sent.

He paused for a minute then sighed. “Dillion was going through the files we brought from Mendoza’s compound and found out who his dealer is.” I waited for him to tell me. “Well, who the fuck is it?” He took a deep breath. “It is Joseph King, the leader of the Suicide Kings.” I inhaled deeply and then let it out slowly. The Suicide Kings were the only gang in New York that was bigger than ours. Joseph King was a badass and I realized that I may have just made a deal with the devil.

A petite figure roamed up and down the corridors of the hotel. Just as Phelan left the room, the man in the bed opened his eyes. His eyes were sharp like a hawk. The hidden bodyguard who was then Don Carlton looked at him, wondering whether he should go after her or not, as he cast his eyes on the man in bed. Don Carlton thought for a moment and went forward and knocked on the opened door of the presidential suite. “Come in,” the man in bed said. His voice was as cold as ice. Don man walked into the room and saluted respectfully, “Young Master.”

He had to turn things around and become the new CEO of the business and the new heir of the family. When the family finished the ceremony, Robert stood next to Blake and motioned to Jenkins to allow a few people to enter the room. The double doors were opened, and five people walked in and knelt before Blake. The first man was the duly elected President of the United States, George Cluney. The second was the Prime Minister of England, Mrs. Gloria Howtzer. The third person was the King of Africa, Obera Mucha. The fourth was the leader of the United Nations, Robert Downing. Finally, the last one was Sam Wheaton, COO of Elon Trust Enterprises. Gasps were heard throughout the room as everyone re

] Pretty Little Addict ~ Haiden Henderson My heart and pussy fluttered simultaneously. I hadn’t accomplished my goal. I’d wanted to use him to help me forget everything he’d done. As my body hummed with satisfaction, I wanted to laugh. Of course Shane had thrown it in my face and made me admit twisted desires I hadn’t even thought of and then made me cum.

he smiled widely. The only thing I got from that was that the tall piece of man meat was going to be staying with us and I've just been dumped, it's the best thing that could ever happen, I mean, just imagine waking up and walking into the bathroom to see him, shirtless, towel wrapped around his waist, exposing his v-line a little, the messy wet hair and the water sliding down his body. "Go say hi." Jonathan said, pulling me from my thoughts. My mum had already left and he was looking straight at me and him, "Okay." I said and began walking towards him, "Hi," I extended my arm, "I'm Jade."

“Yeah, I guess so, all things considered.” “Good.” Chase nods, his gaze sliding to the floor as he yanks his hands from the pockets of his jeans. He slides one into his hoodie pocket instead, pulling out a joint and holding it up. “You wanna smoke a J?” I smile and give a little shake of my head. “I’d better not, I’m already on thin ice with Reid.” Chase rolls his eyes exaggeratedly, tucking the joint back into his hoodie pocket. “That guy’s too serious.”

I furiously glared at the person in front of me. He is wearing a circle-shaped glass, has a Korean-style haircut that hides half of his forehead, thick brow and eyelashes, a tall button nose, small monolid eyes, his thin and small lips have a pale pink color, and lastly his two or three inches beard. "Who are you and why am I here!?" I asked loudly. If Hilary is here then he might be the one who kidnaps her! I need to know every detail and intention this man has.