Hawk X Demetri Novels & Stories

Hendrix eyed Alex and continued, "I'm the demon's keeper. Its protector. Your people have harmed my demon, and that is why I would ruin them." "It's you, Hendrix. You're the one who has been killing the wolves, taking them to the platform, isn't it? I trusted you Hendrix, but what did you do? You killed wolves of your kind in the name of serving a demon, perhaps your demon had ordered people like you to take lives, that's why my people killed him," Alex retorted, angrily. "No!!!!, It's a lie, your people were greedy, searching for power and wealth. The demon was the only one who had it and after their agreement, your people betrayed my lord by killing it, " Hendrix replied, losing almost all

'D-Drake. Someone called him again, but then he realized that Emily was calling him. His jaw clenched as he faced the hunters. "You're ungrateful, human! You dare to hurt that unwanted Luna—the stray?" he roared. The hunters moved backward as Drake suddenly shifted into a wild werewolf. His eyes turned red. "Unwanted, Luna? Stray?" The hunter scoffed as his men laughed soundly. "She's not unwanted. She's a Luna who will carry your heir, but before that, I will kill you first, and then, she'll follow you."

- She replied before leaving the room. Demetria was strolling through the long hall, planning how to get in touch with the people in the mountains when she felt a hand on her shoulder and was pulled into one of the rooms. Her eyes widened in shock when she recognized Kylan and Callista standing in front. The witch flashed a picture before her eyes, and Demetria caught a glimpse of a white dragon on it. - We need to talk. - Callista hissed, coming closer.

Hendrix asks innocently. " Don't play innocent, Hendrix!” Demetrius snarls. " I know what you are up to and you know what you did, goddamn it?” “ What am I up to?" Hendrix asks again with a mischevious grin. “ Hendrix!" Demetrius roars, his gaze aura growing even more gloomy and dark. “ Okay..okay.." Hendrix says with a smirk. “ You've got me" “ You are fucking stepping on my toes, Hendrix!" Demetrius roars.

the girl that just came along asked, touching the angry Autumn on the shoulder. “I just met a demon, Grace,” Autumn groaned. Grace gasped, covering her mouth, and her eyes widened. “You… you met a demon?!” Grace shouted. “Argh!” she ran off, yelling along. Autumn shook her head and went on.

For a moment, everything was still. “Who are you?” Victor gasped, his cocky demeanor shattered. The figure finally spoke, their voice low and chilling. “Your reckoning.” With a swift motion, they knocked Victor unconscious and turned to us. Rowan aimed his gun at the figure, his expression a mix of caution and gratitude. “Who are you?” The figure lowered their hood, revealing a woman with piercing green eyes and a scar running down her cheek. “My name is irrelevant,” she said. “But if you want to survive what’s coming, you’ll need me.”

Dimitry, having returned from the hospital, had unspoken words, but their exchange had to be postponed amid the chaos. Amidst the turmoil within his mind, Dimitry interrupted Wyatt's train of thought. "Can you do something for me?" The weariness in Dimitry's eyes mirrored his troubled soul. "What?" Wyatt inquired. "If Dr. Hazel knows, please don't kill her," Dimitry uttered, leaving the room in his wheelchair. Meanwhile, on the other side, his pack members awaited his guidance to navigate the unexpected challenge of exposing their secret in the human world. ***

She had been confused but she had played along but the rest of the events after she had taken the third glass of vodka he had offered her was lost to her and she certainly couldn't remember seeing Xavier. "God he is hotter in person! I would have personally jumped him if not that I work for him and don't want to get fired on the account of being a freak and sued for all I am worth for sexual harassment..... But God that man's ass makes it seem like a worthy enough risk." Jasmine sighed, a dreamy look on her face. Maya held her throbbing head groaning, as she desperately tried to remember even a flicker of any image that correlates with what they were saying but her Brain was blank.

Even knowing that spineless bastard, since he was in possession of a weapon, he could harm Dimitri for the sake of vengeance. "Hazel, Calm down. You are sweating," Dimitri prompted, eyes running over me, and brows furrowing in worry. But I was anything but calm as my heart raced like a mad horse and hands shook. I gasped for air, yet none reached my lungs. "Baby, look at me," he demanded, holding my face in place, "Focus on my eyes. Only my eyes." I did as told, but the thought of never seeing those entrancing greys again, grabbed me by the throat. "I- I can't breathe."

“How unpleasant,” -- As we found a good place to talk to, at the courtyard garden under the night sky, I sat on a marble bench while both of them stood up, forming a circle, or a triangle instead. “What is it now?” I asked, starting this meeting. I folded my arms, embracing myself from the cold atmosphere. “You might as well start elaborating the dangers that blonde gay-like guy has,” the black-haired demon disrespectfully stated. “What’s with his superhuman senses, can he really see through a dragon?”