I Am Number Four Series Novels & Stories

I’ve sent away the only person who actually looks out for me so I can chase a shadow up a flight of stairs. I climb the stairs, quietly. The hallway is silent, the dim amber lights casting long, flickering shadows against the wood. I find the door with the small brass, number four, on the frame. I take a deep breath, trying to settle my shaking hands, and push the door open.

“We are definitely doing that again. You were sexy as fuck, Mojito.” My body is still humming as I snuggle up to Aiden. “I’m glad I’m on birth control for now. Four pups, two that shift and two that float. I just want to enjoy my mate for a while and raise the four we have now. At least until this war passes.” “We have thirteen months. I have no idea what Julian is up to, but we are doing everything we can to be prepared.” “It helps that we were able to bring down the councilman who helped Heath. Sinclair found him quickly.”

He always talked about four Alphas who committed unspeakable acts against a single woman. I kept running, unable to stop. Not now that I have something to protect—an innocent life growing inside me.

she groaned and opened the door wide so I could come in. “Number 3? She's a jinx” The girl from inside said before I came into view. There were three single beds, two were already claimed and one was empty. There was a girl on one of the beds. She was in her panties and a bra and was straightening her brown hair. She dropped the hair straightener and turned to me. “What's your name number three?” She asked. “I'm Avery” I replied. “I'm Phoebe, that's Daphne” she pointed at the girl that had opened the door for me, who was currently on headphones shaking her head to whatever music was playing.

My heart pounding against my chest. I looked at the picture of his chest, zooming in on the snake tattoo. Narrowing my eyes… Trying to make sense of it all. And that was when I saw it. Heat pounding through my body… As relief washed over me. Two minutes remaining. 21 JASMINE There were four numbers encased on the coils of the serpent. Four. Five. Three. Two. Wasting no time, I reached for the safe. Inputting the numbers into it. Four.

Number Two cried, shoving at Number Four’s chest, but it barely made him sway. “You the Hellhound’s sister?” Number Four asked me, ignoring Number Two. “This is the last time you do shit like that,” said Number Two to Number Four, his voice lower but still audible. “You want a pay, you’re gonna have to find something of value here.” Number Four said nothing at that and kept his eyes on me, but I think I saw in the shape of his face something around his jawline. Clenching his teeth maybe. Is there discord in the ranks?

I heard Four's voice call from behind me but I had already the gym door shut and I was making a beeline for the elevator hoping I could get in it quick enough that I wouldn't have to be in the same lift as him. "I'm leaving now love, if you need anything all you have to do is go downstairs and ask someone" Four bent down on his honkers to meet my eye level as I was sprawled out on the sofa flicking threw the newly added N*****x movies. I looked past his face continuing to concentrate on picking out a movie as his hand reached out placing it on my cheek and pushing me to look in his direction. "I wont be back till late, so don't wait up okay?" He further speaks attempting to gain a response t

I replied, my voice far steadier than I felt. He stood up. Slowly. “Didn’t expect to see you here.” “I didn’t expect to see you here either.” I laughed once, brittle and humorless. “Miami’s smaller than I thought.” He nodded, but his eyes never left mine. “Four years.” “Four and some change, but who is counting?.” There was a long pause and the room suddenly was too bright, the air too still. I clutched my portfolio like it could shield me. “I had no idea this company was yours.”

"So.. how many kids should we have? Like.. 3?" "No." I hissed. "How about 4?" "No." "5?" "Why do you get it higher?!" "Should we make 10? They can football together.." I looked at him disbelief. "You're insane." "I am." He smirked and I found myself chuckling. "You're crazy.." "Yeah but I love you.." "Me too." THE END.

The name echoed through the headquarters. “Gabriel’s first son.” Seraphina stared at her father. “Who is he?” Richard couldn’t answer. Lucien stepped closer. “Richard.” Nothing. “Tell her.” Richard’s eyes remained fixed on the dead screen. “He was supposed to be dead.” Seraphina’s voice hardened. “Everyone in this family is supposedly dead.” She stepped toward him. “And somehow they keep coming back.” Adrian looked at the screen. “Subject Four.”