Great Khans New Vegas Novels & Stories

You can do this. . . . Natalie's P. O. V I was laughing at one of my dad's jokes. Greg had taken me to see him because he requested it. Jace was there as well as Derek, the eldest and the only one married among them. The Maddox twins were somewhere around the globe being the gamers they make and play video games, earning money from that. They rarely come home except it's very important, otherwise they just video call. Above all, we all get along just fine.

She pointed her finger at me and I forced myself to control my laughter. Soon, we settled for this movie called "Nerve" which was release since 2016. Kelly said Bryan watched the movie already and he told her he enjoyed it. We paid so much attention to the movie until the end. I opened my mouth to talk about "Vee" the main character when the door of our room suddenly went wide open. I and Kelly jumped on the bed close by, as we hugged each other so tight. "Wait! We didn't watch any horror movie today. Why is the door opening by itself? Kelly asked in dilated eyes. Just then, Bryan walk into the room.

“It seems like you saved my time finding you all. Sadly, the other two generals are not here. “You insane young man, why did you come back? Do you think we will all let this pass by? With how much gold was placed on top of your head, do you think we would be cowards to run away and hide from a weak grandson of Conor?? ” Shouting, even though Vakar spoke of words as courage for fighting Clad, the young man he was referring to couldn’t help but have the same snicker. “Fight me then. Why are you taking your steps backward? Are you afraid of this weak grandson of Conor? Seems like you become a bitch after some time” Eyes widening in humiliation, Vakar shouted at the top of his lungs. “I killed y

I say. “Devil!” he yells at me shocked by my words. “I love you, you idiot” I yell at him this time. “You mean it?” he asks, what an idiot. “For a mafia king, you’re really stupid Nikolai, yes I love you and so does Elle” I assure him leaving a kiss on his lips. “Now let’s go win this war!” I say all excited to be able to play with guns again.

That afternoon, I finished setting everything up. I was just thinking about where to travel in a few days when I suddenly got a call from my cousin, Kellan Nightfall. "Zara, did you win the lottery? $30 million?" My grip on the phone nearly slipped. This time, I hadn’t told anyone. How did he know? Wait. He was back in our hometown, Graves Hollow, and not even here in Blackridge City. How could he possibly know? Had he seen me at the claims center? My palms grew slick with sweat, but I forced myself to sound calm.

No more blood spilling beneath his fists. His software company had already skyrocketed into the top fifty in the world—he had more money than he could ever spend. He didn't need this life anymore. He took a deep breath and reached into his car, grabbing his signature cologne and spraying a few pumps onto his hoodie before pulling it up. Time to go inside. The hallway leading into the underground venue was dimly lit, the low hum of conversation and distant laughter filling the space. Kane walked with slow, deliberate steps, his sharp gaze scanning the area.

A smile washes over my face as his rough voice floods the space, and I can just imagine his tired, haggard face. “Because not only are you the weapons manufacturer,” he continues, “you’re also a Nero. And you’ve managed to bag the only other Nero in the galaxy they know about. I think you could stand to learn a little humility, Nova.” “Slag, Edan, you’re alive!” I say, relief flooding through me. “Are the others okay?” “What the void, Nova?” Zayne’s voice speaks through the overhead sound system. “You can’t just go and disappear like that and then make a major outing on The Black Hole of Truth. Are you trying to give everyone a slam heart attack?”

“Why so formal? Come on. Please call me Viktor. From one boss to the other.” Nero tilted his head, an amused expression on his face. “I presume you realised that two seconds ago, after you addressed me formally too?” Viktor grinned sheepishly. “My mistake.” He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, his icy stare unblinking. “The crux of the matter is that you’re losing control, Nero. Your enemies are circling. The whispers in Naples, Madrid, even New York, say the great Nero De Santis has cracks in his empire. In his home. Maybe it’s time you let the Bratva take a little…” His lips curved, cruel. “…ownership. Take some of the burden off your hands.”

(Euan’s P.O.V) Day of Euan’s 18th birthday: Wake up human!!!! What the fuck? Wake up, wake up, wake up!! Let’s go find our mate! You must be my wolf. Yes dipshit, my name is Dakota. Now get the fuck up!