Romans & histoires Griffin From Secrets Of Sulphur Springs

Griffin’s POV The maids greeted me at the door, taking my coat. “Did you have a nice trip, your highness?” one of the maids asked. But I waved her off. I was in no mood for pleasantries. The image of Sadie, her hand on the Sacred Stone, the ancient runes floating in the air accosted my mind. We had found her. After months of searching, discarding one she-wolf after another, we’d finally found the she-wolf that could awaken the stone.

THE GROUP "Party!" Christian yelled obnoxiously, with two packs of beers in his hand. Justin followed behind with a bag that contained a bottle of Vodka. They both stopped in their tracks when they saw an older man on the grill. Damon stared at the half naked boys, and they stared back. "Who are you?" "I'm Damon Meir....Kahlan's therapist." Chris looked. Why didn't fireball warn us, he thought. He lowered the beers down to the ground, then adjusted his green and orange swim trunks , as he thought of something to say.

His bull said as he stretched and walked closer so he could take a closer look. “Would you believe me if I told you that was me?” Griff downed the rest of his beer. Maria bobbed her head in a yes motion. She could hear the truth and regret in his voice. “Yes. I would believe you.” Bee reached out and patted his thigh. Why there weren’t sparks and electricity, there was a tingle in her fingertips. “I won’t ask, but if you want to share, I won’t stop you.” “After you tell me why you are here, I will tell you something of my story.” Griffin had felt the strange current when she tapped him. It wasn’t unwelcome, but it wasn’t what he expected.

He gripped my hand, pulling me close, and his thumb traced the spot where the ring had just been. "Griffin wants to see his vengeance," Sebastian murmured into the camera, his voice dangerously soft, yet amplified to be heard across the panicked comms. "He is looking for a secret, and we are giving him a lie so beautiful, he can't look away." He then turned to me, gripping my jaw, and executed a deep, possessive, public kiss, timed perfectly for the chaotic battlefield. The transmission cut out instantly. The comms crackled back to life. "Team One reports: Griffin momentarily frozen by the transmission! He's fallen back! The boathouse door is open! We have the witness! We are running for the

“I’m not looking for love.” He rose and reached around to cup her bottom, closing his eyes as he slid both hands into her deep back pockets. Gloriana’s hands flew to his chest as if to hold him back, but how easy would it be just to tug her forward and let her feel how much she aroused him? “What happened, Griff?” she gasped breathlessly. “Did a woman scorn you?” Griffin knew she was deliberately trying to distract him, and that she was right to do so. “No woman has ever got close enough to scorn me, little Glow,” he sneered, skating his hands along the inside of her waistband and then finally cupping between her legs.

Her hands started shivering when all of her colleagues started gathering around her with bewildered and emulous looks. Suddenly she heard someone switching the TV on and her ears were abruptly filled with the news, "From our sources, we were able to get the pictures of Alexander Kingston' secret girlfriend, surprisingly his girlfriend is none other than his own secretary Isabella Watson." Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she wasn't able to raise her head anymore. She couldn't face anyone right now. She didn't want to be the focus of attention where she would be called names without any reason. "Isa," Nick tried to call out to her, but she was absolutely disoriented. This was not what she wan

“It’s a beautiful area out here.” “Can we get you something to drink?” she asked, glancing at Nick disapprovingly. “I can’t believe my son hasn’t gotten you something yet.” “I’m fine, Mrs. James, and I just got here.” “My name is Grace,” she corrected, as she paused to gesture at the crowd of wolves around us, “and believe me when I say this crowd takes some getting used to. I, myself, was an only pup, and I remember how I felt the first time I was exposed to the madness.”

She asked, she couldn't help but stutter as he was so close to her. "I don't know Chole, you tell me" Griffin shrugged his shoulders. " Each home I'm with you, you accuse me of secretly liking you and I'm thinking..." Griffin muttered, his voice low and husky. He was already close enough to her and Chole couldn't move as her back was resting on the edge of the door. "What are you thinking?" Chole whisperer without her consent. Griffin shook his head and stepped back. He let out a tiny smirk before turning around. "See you tomorrow."

"Ah, but I'm not just any stranger, Sarah. I'm the only one who's telling you the truth. Your husband, your mother, your brother—they've all been keeping secrets from you. But I'm here to reveal the truth, to help you see the reality of your situation." He leaned in closer, his voice taking on a conspiratorial tone. "Think about it, Sarah. Why did your mother really push you to marry Nicholas? Why did his mother leak those pictures in the media? There's more to the story than you know, and I'm the only one who can show you the truth." Griffin's words dripped with sincerity, but beneath the surface, he was manipulating Sarah's emotions, fueling her doubts and fears. He knew exactly what butto

Alex complained, eyeing Jace. “ I'm just restless, I couldn't see Zara today. I just can't wait for tomorrow, I'll explain everything to her.” taking Alex's already brewed coffee. “ Yeah me neither, so I won't have to see all this.” “ Christ! Alex come see this” Jace increased the volume of the tv. “ Debbie Griffin, allegedly seen with multi billionaire Alexander Jefferson, picked up bridal style into his car. Rumors about her throwing her body publicly at him just for his wealth” The anchor said, pictures of the night he saved her displayed on the screen.