Hawks Quirkless Novelas e Histórias

An Alpha did not keep his title without physical altercations. His bushy eyebrows hid his vibrant hazel eyes as he looked down in contemplation, his pointer finger on his right hand resting against his cheek. He looked up as she approached, a frown marring his features as their eyes met. His hands moved down to clasp in his lap as he slumped in his chair. “Where have you been?” The question floated in the air.

Common slave? "She is your mate" Jairus said calmly. "And so is Catalina" oh.. this was his dead mate's room. I had no idea. "Who has been dead for over four hundred years" the sickening sound of a bone cracking resonated the room. Thane had punched Jairus.

But it wasn’t enough. Goldcliff had the numbers because it was their home game. “The cheerleaders are doing their stunts now before the players come in,” Maya said, nodding toward the field. I followed her gaze, watching as the teams performed, flipping and lifting, the crowd reacting loudly to every move. “…are you following the recent talk of the town?” My attention snapped toward the commentators’ booth. “Aparently Kai Blackthorn, quarterback of the Ravens, actually found his mate,” one of them said.

Just then I saw Alpha Nik climbing up on one of the bus hoods so he was everybody else and people in the back of the group could see him. “Attention please. Everybody.” As soon as he started talking everybody went quiet and all eyes were on him. “Thank you. As you all know, we are not loading up for a vacation in the Bahamas. We are heading out to war. If any of you have any doubts about this, speak now or forever hold your peace. This is your last chance to back out.” Alpha Nik paused for a minute while everybody looked around but nobody said anything and everybody stayed rooted in place where they stood.

"You know, Herc's not a bad-looking guy. Built like a damn truck. Bet he's got people falling all over him." Quill raised an eyebrow, clearly not biting. "Are you trying to rile me up?" "Is it working?" Hawk pressed. Quill leaned in close enough that their lips almost touched again. "Stop." Hawk groaned quietly but didn't argue. He let his head fall back against the chair.

“Not all greatness comes from war though. The next being to her left was a breed of half-Delectrian called a Quazarian. He invented a type of breeding tank that allowed us to mix breeds with other types that were once thought incompatible.” The hive queen spoke about a short, squat man that would have reached no higher than Rex’s waist. They had an abnormally large skull that was unbelievably held up by a seemingly thin, frail-looking lower body. The being also had an incredibly long moustache growing out straight from under the two slits that Rex presumed would have been the nostrils. “You speak of our history to a stranger,” a deep rumbling voice said, breaking the conversation off short.

“So it is your choice, if you wish to stay in Dark Moon, and if not, then I ask you to renounce the pack tonight. There are three packs that we have arranged that will take you in, and we will make all the arrangements-” “I, Quinn Davis, renounce the Dark Moon pack,” a gasp went through the audience as the last voice sounded out and I closed my eyes as I felt the bond snap. I could tell he was of low family rank, but I felt it all the same. I could see Jensen searching for the owner of the voice with fury on his face. “Find him,” he shouted, and I shook my head at him. “I told them to make a choice, and he did,” I said aloud and then lowered my voice, “but I have to get somewhere quiet befor

He handed me four profiles of one male high school student and three female college students. I glanced at him. “Can they even make coffee properly? He smiled and nodded. “Yeah. I was honestly impressed watching them. I smiled faintly. “I told you it’s fascinating. “You’ll need to teach me that one day, lady. I shook my head and looked back at the resumes. “Who do you think is more capable? His eyes narrowed slightly. “Hmm… Frolian and Hazel, maybe? One college student and one high school student. I nodded. “I will call them tomorrow for training.

why can't Zique just f*ck off? It seems Kiara won't be escaping today(｡ŏ﹏ŏ) Your thoughts...your gems...

I watched Rhyker standing behind the counter and flipped the scrambled eggs with his pan, he was shirtless and wore a white apron with black joggers. He had one particular tattoo on the back of his neck, it's a drawing of a crown, the crown of Rosla. He whistled while making scrambled eggs. "Are you awake Hemilia? I'm sorry I wasn't in our bed, I wanted to make breakfast for you." He said not looking at me, I gawked at his strong and broad back that is able to give comforting hugs from him. "What's the special occasion?" I chuckled and walked toward him, he turned around and smiled.