Got Renly Novels & Stories

I'll give that to him. “Who are you and what do you want from us?" He demanded authoritatively. I bowed my head respectfully. “My name is Gwen, I'm from Dycan and I have come in search of my mate Derrick.” “He was taken by your people.” I explained. The entire court was silent, not even a pin drop could be heard. The young king was quiet for way too long. I wondered what the problem was. Why were they not talking to me? I asked myself.

"We have a few things to discuss." Rylan's demeanour is completely different around his Guards, I decided. He's all the more Alpha, as he sets his shoulders back, walking with sharp hair that makes me a little nervous, and I'm not the one he's dealing with. I would have to be a Guard standing in that line right now. "It seems as though one of you are working with the Alpha of Vengeance. Alpha Kaden."

I climbed out on unsteady legs, Lena still cradled against me, and found the cottage in chaos — furniture overturned, blood staining the floor in more than one place, but Kael standing in the middle of it, bruised and bleeding but upright, and Rowan beside him, favoring one arm but alive, both of them staring at something in the far corner of the room. Thorne knelt there, hands bound, his face carved from fury and disbelief in equal measure, two of his own warriors similarly restrained nearby, and standing over them, breathing hard, was a man I didn't recognize — older, dignified even now, his own warriors fanned out behind him with weapons still drawn. "Alpha Renner," Wren breathed beside m

The apprentice Ren had identified. "Renna," Holt said pleasantly. "I wasn't expecting you until tomorrow." "I moved the schedule," Renna said. Her voice was perfectly steady. Her hand was on Ben's arm. Holt looked at me. Something happened in his eyes when he looked at me. Not surprise. Recognition. Like checking a file and confirming the contents matched. "You," he said, "must be Daniel Reyes's son." I did not answer.

By the time we left, the sun had shifted high overhead, and Xavier sat quietly in the driver’s seat for a long moment before starting the car. “Thank you for being there,” he said finally. “I don’t think I could have sat through that conversation without you beside me.” “You never have to,” I said. “That’s what this is, Xavier. Whatever comes next, however ugly this gets, we face it together.” He leaned over and kissed me, slow and grateful, exhaustion and grief and something steadier than either finally settling in his expression. His phone buzzed against the console. Ashford. Ashford: The mechanic, Gerald Cross, is still alive. Lives three states away under a different name. I’ve located h

They were the cream of the crop of other security companies within the country and were sent to participate in the competition. Feeling a little dazed, I hesitated to step forward to answer Emily's summons. The air turned strange. Everyone directed their gazes toward me, looking at me with a mixture of doubt and confusion. "Wait!" A clear, masculine voice, laced with urgency, shattered the silence. The doors of the training grounds were flung open. The heir of the York family, Jonah York, dashed into the room. He was breathing heavily as he swept his gaze over everyone. Panic and fear flickered in his eyes when he looked at me.

I said. Goodman looked me in the eye and he opened his mouth to say something but I placed the gun under his chin and pulled the trigger. A few drops escaped from his open mouth and splattered against my face. I didn’t even bother wiping them away as I reached for his phone and dialed the last number he called. “I don’t see him,” Neil Black said and I could hear leaves crunching beneath his feet as he moved. “Neither does Roger,” I said. Neil turned abruptly to where Roger had been standing and I leaned against the tree and raised my hand in greeting. He threw his binoculars down and started running toward the trees to his right.

"I don't know. I still have some questions, first of which is how did Halafarin and Karl meet? Somehow, I think my brother is back to his schemes, and I'm afraid of what it might mean in the long run." Renny took another sip of her drink and Rhychard could feel her muscles relaxing under him. They had survived another battle, and this time Aradhon had been sent back to the Nether and out of their lives. However, Rhychard didn't think the Unseelie would leave them alone for long. He just wasn't that lucky. Then he looked down and saw Renny staring out at the rippling water. He was lucky in other ways, though. Renny was back in his life. They may not have figured out what that entirely meant y

Couldn’t I have found a better excuse? Erden fakes back a smile, hardly able to hide the fact that he is not at all convinced. Thankfully, Eren appears in the salon and his face lits up on seeing Erden. "Sir, sir!" He cries out excitedly and runs to him. Erden eyes widen on looking at my son who is sneaking in between his legs. “What the hell did you do to him!” He gasps. “It’s her.” I correct with a grin. Eren gives me an accomplice wink before he begins tossing his wig over his shoulder. "I'm Erena." He tells Erden, flipping his false hair.

The Gamma looked slightly more relaxed, but Dane was enjoying this dance and wanted to string Sam along slowly. “You were in the warrior army, weren’t you, Gamma? You ever hear of this ‘RW’ thing?” There was that look again, thought Dane. “Well, no… I mean… it’s been a long time since I was a warrior,” answered Sam, his confidence slipping. Dane knew he was on the ropes. Now it was time for the knockout blow. “Well, it wasn’t that long ago, because Ronin Whiley at the Ravensdale Pharmacy remembers selling it to you.”