Novelas y relatos de Greg X Rodrick

Jessica was smiling to herself as her wolf loped through the forest on the outskirts of Springfield. She was finally out from under her parents’ thumbs and could be herself. Her parents treated her like a little girl. She was an Alpha she-wolf. At fifteen, she was more than what humans were at twenty. That was why Jessica had stolen her older sister’s driver’s license. She and Vanessa looked so much alike that no one would doubt she was twenty-two.

“This is Alpha Roderick of the North Ridge.” Damien’s voice was smooth as he guided me towards the largest alpha of the bunch. Roderick was a man I knew in my past life as a ruthless warlord. But that was in the future. Right now, he was at least a little bit easier to approach.

She couldn’t help but notice how his gaze lingered on her a moment longer than necessary before finally breaking the silence. “Welcome,” he said calmly. “Thank you,” she replied softly. “Would you like to order something?” he asked. “Um… just water, that’s fine,” she answered. Rodrick signaled the waiter, requesting fresh water for both of them, then turned his full attention back to her. He began by sharing how Graham’s Enterprises had started from nothing—the early days marked by uncertainty, risk, and long sleepless nights. Gradually, through consistency and careful decision-making, the company had become what it was today.

Reading it would mean wanting it. One by one, Johnny introduced the rest of the squad. “That’s Ryder—computer prodigy, though he spends more time on illegal bets than hacking.” “Cole—our bomb guy. Don’t give him liquor, unless you want half the base blown up.” “Those two are Nina and Marco. Don’t let the cuddling fool you—they’ll gut a wolf before breakfast.” “Gideon—brooding type. Don’t expect small talk.” “Then there’s Old Man Harris. Lost his wife and kids to rogues. Been chasing a deathwish ever since, but the bastard won’t die.”

* * * Rodri getsto his feet as soon as he sees me, a smile on his face. His short dark brown hair is greasy, and his brown eyes are guarded. There’s no one else in the bar except my guards and a few of the Amaros. Rodri offered to meet when the bar was open for everyone, but I figured that was too much of a security risk because my guards would have to constantly watch random people coming and going. “Hello.” He grins. “I’m honored to be meeting with you.”

Draco traded a flustered glance with Alfos before turning their gazes back to Rodrik. “Could you speak in simple, straightforward terms?” Draco pressed. Rodrik gave a sharp nod. It was a wonder his neck didn’t break in the process. “May the Creator be blessed, my lord,” Rodrik rattled, brown teeth flashing in Draco’s face. “My lord, Edrand Thraegastis Rahl, is your second chance mate…” Draco’s grip on Rodrik’s biceps loosened. He stepped back, shocked. The males in the room slipped into shock and gasps.

"He was a college dropout, he needed a job very badly in order to kill the poverty in his life. He had a mother, diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. The young lad wanted a strong healthy job to look after his mother's medical expenses but being a drop out he couldn't get one. But suddenly one day he finds this spying job which also offers a huge amount of money, he knew it was a dangerous job but for his mother's sake he risked his life and went to Russia to have an adventurous game of life and death." Now Marcel was standing in front of me, he leaned towards my ears and whispered, "Just like you, Son." He leaned back and smirked, "Oh!!! I totally forgot.." he pushed his hands inside his pocke

I groan internally. My name is Mariah Cruz. I'm 17 years old and starting my junior year today. My Father, Mark Cruz, is the current Beta of our pack, The Royal Moon Pack, and my mother, Jennifer Diaz, is the Beta female. My Brother Josh Cruz is 18 years old and a senior in High School. He is training to become the next Beta when our Alpha, Jason Adams, decides to retire and hand the title to his eldest son, Nick Adams. Nick is 18 and is also a senior in high school. He is also my brother's best friend.

he growls. I narrow my eyes. “I have a mate for that, so no thank you. Your name.” I demanded, pushing out my aura again. He is buckling at the strength of my aura, “Rodney!” he growls. “Lie.” Roxie quietly said behind me. I looked at the rogue, “We are off to a bad start if you can’t give me your name.” I told him. He looked at my mate, “Carter.” He says, looking down.

I dial the number and wait for someone to pick it up. “This is King Odis speaking, Who is on the other end?” “Hellp King Odis. It’s been a long time. This is Lord Rodrick from America. I am in the area and would like to speak with you on some important matters.” “Oh yes, Lord Rodrick, it has been a long time. What is this all about if I may ask?”