Hector Peabody Novels & Stories

“Mr. Vinland has a message for you.” Albert added with a smile, “He hopes that you won’t take Hector on as a patient.” “Why?” Sam grimaced. The students around Sam were upset. Hector was the father-in-law of the God of War. He invited Sam to Lilyrose. Who were these people? They sure had the audacity. “Professor Whiteman, you’re a national hero and well-respected medical professional. I’m sure you won’t want rumors to ruin your reputation.” Albert was confident to relieve Sam of any worry.

Meanwhile . . . Hector Beaumont had left Agatha’s this afternoon and returned home again – temporarily, since he knew Alexander was probably on his way to Key West by now. He walked into the study and fixed himself a scotch. He wore a black dress shirt, a pair of black boots, and jeans.

While Harper, Asher, Norton and little Hector was exploring the area to give Damon and Anthony some privacy, they ran into the last person they wanted to meet that day: Brayden. “Lovely weather today, don’t you think? Hector looks so healthy, huh? Good day to you, little nephew.” – he greeted, trying to be friendly. It made everyone else uncomfortable.

Alex urged him to speak up and Damien finally decided to tell them what was wrong. "So…" he started slowly and Tobias patiently waited for him to continue, while Alex just kept on urging him to go on. "I just got the news that there is a fire on the east coast of this pack house." He spilled the whole beans about the news and he watched their faces, to gauge their reactions. Alex and Tobias just stood still, watching Damien . Damien was confused. He didn't know what their reactions meant, so he asked them if they heard him correctly. "Guys? I'm sure you heard me." Alex blinked at Damien , while Tobias just looked on.

His eyes are on his father’s face, his irises flashing red. Hector clearly has his answers. “Do you even know what she’s done?” “It doesn’t matter,” Caleb says. “Caleb…” “Silence,” Hector snaps, just as Caleb says, “Stay out of this, Harper.” Then they growl at each other. Caleb is younger and presumably stronger. With him in my corner, I don’t feel like as I’m near death as I was just a few minutes ago. But there’s something about Hector that feels vicious to me. Why would he care so much about me looking up old articles about Prince Evan?

He assured her. Hunter roared the engine to life as Draken's men cleared the road—Draken's car along with three Fortuners were right behind Hunter's car. They reached the North Pack safely. Aurora was sick and it was related to her being a hybrid. She often goes through this pain but this time it wasn't that severe thanks to her wolf. Hunter stayed there with Aurora for a while but he couldn't bring his mind to rest. "You should get yourself treated," Draken said, noticing blood on Hunter's back. Hunter shook his head. Getting himself treated was the last thing on his mind.

They started watching a TV series on the computer together. After watching for a while, Vivienne asked, "Does the male lead have a hearing impairment?" "Yeah, it's acquired. Despite coming from a wealthy family, he has always felt insecure because of this defect. Relationships are also more challenging for him than for others," Julian explained. For some reason, Vivienne suddenly thought of Asher. Perhaps it was because both he and the male lead had some kind of physical or mental condition. However, she had never noticed any signs of insecurity in Asher. On the contrary, he could be unreasonably domineering at times.

VICTOR I inspected Dea's injuries, finding one fractured rib and a few bruises but nothing too severe, "I don't think we need to take you to the hospital. I'll have the doctor check you out here when he arrives to check on Sin. I've called him up already." I met the pack doctor a few months back. Born to a family of rogues, he had decided to never join a pack and had studied medicine to become a human doctor. However, because he was a werewolf, he was self-taught in the ways of our kind and learned whatever there was to know about how different plants or other medicines affected us. "Wouldn't a hospital be able to treat me better?" Dea asked skeptically, clearly not trusting my decision. I t

That the world was crammed with so much more than she or any normal person understood. Rising from the bed, Dhara quietly moved away and found herself standing in front of the dressing table. She saw herself wearing an extra-large t-shirt as a nightdress and noticed her dark hair piled up on top of her head, making her look even messier than she felt inside. But that was not what she was trying to look at. What she was trying to see was what made her special. Zaydan said that she was the healer the packs around the world had been looking for. And if what he said was true—she couldn’t help but believe him now despite their differences—then was it possible that she was actually who he said she

It occurred to him that he would need something extra to get her to open up, hence, he thought of having one of her relatives over, but she would not mention a name when he asked, perhaps fearing he would harm them, so he had gotten Roy to call Iggy. Roy had found Iggy four years ago, the kid was a computer whiz and Roy had suggested he could be of help in future. Of course, Caleb hadn’t thought there was anything they could use the boy for, he was just fourteen, what the hell did he know that an over hundred year old werewolf couldn’t figure out himself? Roy was proved right some months later when Iggy successfully traced the origin of a supposed virus that had wiped off Caleb’s document fr