Glenn Rhee Novels & Stories

I felt anger bubble inside me. “Look at me!” I snapped. His eyes shot up to mine. “Do you know who I am?” I asked. He nodded. “Tell me.” “You’re Leah Garrison.” “Yes, I am. And you did this to me.” I held out my wrists and then lifted my jumper to show my healing wound. His eyes fell to my stomach and then back to his chained wrists. When he lifted his gaze again, his eyes were filled with sorrow. “I am so sorry; we did this to you.”

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

I fix myself. We park and exited the car. We enter the elevator and go to the 12th floor of the building. "Mr. Brooklyn!" An old man shouted. Hilary's dad and the old man bro hug each other and shake hands. "Here's my daughter Hilary." I bowed and shake hands. "And here's my son, Richard." A five-foot and nine inches tall guy wearing a mask extends his hand. I shake hands with him. "So let's talk about the wedding?"

R H Y K E R "Your majesty, I would like to know something about the political powers. Who do you want to choose?" "Christian Krey will be the minister of finance and William Potterson will be the minister of health, the others political powers will have to wait, I will give a thought about it." I answered radically as I watched my chosen people smiling and bowing at me in respect. "We won't let our country down, your majesty." They said and I nodded, waving them off.

They cheered and chanted Eleanor's name. Eleanor pawed to Maya's body. She could see she wasn't dead yet and could choose to still finish her off or let her live. However, she turned away and just left her. "Luna Eleanor wins the combat!!! All hail the Luna!!! The announcer screamed and the crowd chanted. "You did it girl…" Elisa mind linked to her. She saw her. She was in front of the ring waiting for her to step out of the ring. Eleanor didn't know how to shift back into her human self.

Unbeknownst to Rhea, her husband Ythan was secretly watching her. "So, Rhea already knows the truth? She knew that I cheated on her and she knew that her daughter is still alive?" Ythan looked in the other direction. "Ramon Oligario, President of RMO Airlines. Ramil has a brother? Hmmm, I need to get rid of him then," he said before he followed his wife.

Some woman spat out in disdain, and threw her an unfriendly look before continuing her jog down the lawn. Sheila threw the lady a glare. "Stupid elite, mph!" She walked over the next Street towards the hawker. On the front page of the newspaper was the hot topic written in bold, ICELANDERS HOPE FOR A NEW PRESIDENT OF THE ELITES. Her eyes traveled to the picture under the headline, and she spotted three men dressed in costly suits. She recognised the two old men as the current president of Iceland, Mr. Hebrith Montero, and Donne Spielberg, the prime minister. In the centre of these two old men stood Charles Spielberg smiling.

The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him. "Please leave, let us meet tomorrow during the Annual meeting of the Wushi-Chin Cooperation Funds Mr Chandler Chin." Retrieving the gun placed on top of the dark sheeted bed, he stood up, inches apart from her. She felt a bit short when she looked up to meet his eyes. "Hila-" He was interrupted by her narrowed eyes that basically said 'Call me that again and your family won't have to worry about your succession'

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."

We had all members of the Maximus Prime, Evan Cole, my half twin sisters, Leighton and the girl from West Hall prison, SIA, the Street Ace, Mayor Banks, and a whole lot more. Amongst those in the crowds was also the young man whom I helped save his life from cancer. I’m talking about the son of the president of the United States, Luke Grey, accompanied by his step mother, the First Lady of the United States, Cynthia Grey. We also had a whole lot of people from the S.A.W.C.C. nongovernmental charity organization.