Human Patrick Star Novels & Stories

The stranger's voice softened as he knelt in front of me. His scarred face close enough that I could see the faint lines of old battles etched into his skin. He reached out, and gently tilted my chin up with a finger. His touch was warm and tender. "Don't let that fool dim your light, You're not trash. You're awesome.”

Today they flicked over me quickly — recognition, then something unreadable. “Lila.” His voice came out low, almost careful. Not the loud bark he used with the team. I pulled back, heat rushing to my face. “Sorry. I wasn’t watching.” He didn’t let go right away. His thumbs brushed my sleeves once, like an accident, before he dropped his hands. Behind him, a couple of teammates lingered, watching with matching smirks. Marcus called out, “Careful, Cap. Don’t want her cooties rubbing off on your stats.”

he said and went closer to her. "What are you doing?". "Stop right here, let me put this pendant on your neck," he said while showing her the pendant which was in his hand. He went behind her, and pushed her hair strands gently from her neck, and placed a star-shaped pendant on her neck. He was close enough that she could feel his warm breath on her neck. "It's done, let's go," Leo told her and went outside to take fresh air.

“Wait, I have a question for you. About Siobhan.” “Not sure if I will have an answer but sure.” “Do you know anything about her being in a relationship with a werecat, tiger shifter to be specific? His name was Wyatt.” Patrick takes a moment before answering, “No. I don’t remember her mentioning anything about having a boyfriend while she was gone.” “Did she mention anything about being…raped?” I whisper. Patrick’s eyes went wide and then his pupils narrowed into slits, his irises turning black. His wolf.

Joanne was the only one who did not bat an eye at Patrick, which frustrated him a lot! This was a trample on his ego! "Patrick, it's cold outside. Shall we wait at the lounge?" asked Patrick's personal assistant. Patrick waved his hand. "Get me a chair and put it under that tree." "What? But why? That place is for all the B-list actors. Plus, the lounge is heated…" The assistant was surprised. "I was once a B-list actor as well. So why can't I sit there?" said Patrick coldly. His assistant did not dare to argue further and went to pull a chair and put it under the tree as ordered.

I paid the check and told Jo to keep the change. "Ready baby girl?" a loose ebony curl tickled my ear as it escaped my braid. "Ready mama." I helped her down from her seat and grabbed her hand before turning and facing the man who stared me down since walking in a short while ago. When I finally saw him I lost my breath. Good lord he was fine, his skin was tan hinting at native heritage. He had long dark brown hair touching his broad shoulders. His eyes stared back at me a beautiful shade of honey brown. He had a scar along the right side of his face, his only imperfection.

“My friend here owns the bar, so this has become my watering hole of choice. By the way, this is Lucas Knox. Lucas, this is Dr. Patrick White, our newest resident at the hospital.” “Call me Patrick. Pleased to meet you.” Lucas gives him a measuring look, and offers Patrick his hand. Patrick takes it in a handshake. I can tell that Lucas is giving it a firm squeeze as the veins in his hands bulge. “Lucas Knox. Nice to meet you.” I hear bones crunching together. Patrick stares at Lucas, unflinching. “Okay! So, we´re making friends.” I say sarcasticly. What is up with these two?

Damn, is this the mafia life and the reason why Dr Patrick doesn't want to get into it even though he's part of the family? *******

“I am very tired, and sire, but I want to get to know you. I’m Lola Shaffer of the Gray Lake Pack. I am sixty-two years old and the lead tracker of my pack. Who are you exactly and how did you find me?” Patrick shifted, moving his arms to hold her under her shoulders, and allowed his hand to cover hers. “I’m Patrick Janes, Beta of the Straw Hat Pirates Pack. We are a nomadic pack and travel as a bike club. I am known as Doof. I had pack business that brought me here. I was actually about to check in when they rushed you here. My wolf knew instantly you were our mate.” His Australian accent was thick. “I knew I couldn't be without you so I stayed and have been beside you to help yo

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