Griffin Campbell Mga Nobela at Kwento

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ Blake Ever since I was thirteen, I have wondered how my mate would be. Would she be a good Luna? Will she be as beautiful as I'd hope she'd be? Will she love me the way I already love her? My father has always trained me harder than any other member of our pack. Any free time I have I must practice, I train, I work out, not because I want to look buff like my best friend Tyler presumes to do so, since his goal is to look good for his future mate. But, because I need to make sure I am ready to defend and protect my pack at any cost. I do it to be able to defend my future Luna at all costs. She will be half my soul after all, and if I can not defend her, then I am worthless as an alpha

Chapter 1 “He’s the God of war of our time, the merchant of death, ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the CEO of Caliber technologies, Drake Griffin.” This was the lengthy intro of one of the greatest news commentator for RCS news and all of America, Brian Hannity, the forty year old man was all smiles and grins as he talked to his latest guest, Drake Griffin who just smiled at the passive aggressive attacks being thrown at him. Those were hazards of the job, people called war a racket and the idea that someone could benefit from the destruction of lives and property to some people was immoral

He pushes back his warm brown locks, and his pale blue eyes swirl with the gold of his wolf as he kicks one of the rogues in the chest. Griffin may be one of the younger warriors and my youngest captain, but he is dedicated, loyal, and not someone to be fucked with. I head up the stairs from the dungeon to the main floor of the pack house, smiling with the satisfaction that two more despicable creatures will meet the moon goddess today. When I step into the kitchen, I see Carter leaning over the island finishing off an array of leftovers from the fridge. “Oh, Carter, make me the happiest girl in the north, and tell me you got them?” I clasp my hands together and coo at my beta.

My answer is consistent, “I’m here for my music and not to sell my personal life.” “We can work things your way, tell us what’s the real relationship between you and Devin,” Timothy convinced me over and over. “Right,” Camila second, her blue eyes glimmering with something I couldn’t put a name on. “Are you and Devin that child’s parents?” My ears perk up at her words. “My son’s name is Griffin, don’t call him just a child because he’s my son.” The conviction in my voice made Natalie grip my hand. I was holding a fork above the table so tight that my fist was turning white.

Griffin stared at her. "Did you even notice my number?" Hayley held hers up. "It's 7132. There's a gap of over 1,000 between us. But we already wiped out the inner camp. There's no way they're still issuing numbers from there." "So that means… They've got other camps?" "Guess you're not a total idiot." Hayley gave him an approving look, though inwardly, she couldn't help but reassess just how powerful the Sovereign Academy really was.

“You were always weak. You just needed a reason. And I was that reason I helped you. I stood by your side when no one did. You see what they're doing to you. All you have to do is allow me to set you free. And trust me, they're all going to be afraid of you. They're all going to bend the knee to you. Don't tell me that you don't want that.” My breath hitched. The air turned thick. My chest tightened. “No!” I gasped as I bolted up, drenched in sweat, the cell spinning like it was collapsing in on itself. My hands gripped my hair. The scream that left my mouth was raw—guttural. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t breathe… “Carter.” I didn’t hear the door open. I didn't even know how long it's been

************* Griffin/Memphis Parker = Human - Angel - Abandoned - Mother Human, Father a Fallen Angel Griffin is Three hundred years old half Angel, but he looks twenty and was found as a baby left on the doorstep of the local church, he was taken in by a loving couple who raised him to know the difference between right and wrong, but as he got older, his birthright started to show itself and made it dangerous to anyone who knew him, he tries to hide it but as others learn of his existence and whereabouts; they look to capture or kill him. *********** Savannah Braxton = Witch - Raised by her Mothers Cover

Unless. "Alpha Grayson."

He cries out as I grab his face with my hand. I smash his head against the wall over and over again. He cries out, his last working hand reaching for me, scratching me, but I don’t stop. I shove his head into the wall until I see blood. I keep going until I hear a crack and he stops fighting back. That’s when I release him and he slumps to the ground. I don’t bother looking at him, I already know he’s dead.