Jake And Devon Novelas e Histórias

As I walked, I heard a familiar voice nearby and my brows furrowed. “I didn’t expect to see you here tonight,” I heard Jaxon say and I crept closer, curious. Who was he talking to? Another step forward and I could see them clearly. He was with Lucinda. They were standing close– too close under the gazebo and her hand was intertwined with his while her head rested on his shoulder. They were smiling, the kind of smiles that spoke of shared memories– a past I knew nothing about. I sighed. I mean sure, I had a few secrets of my own… And for good reasons too. But this was just heartbreaking.

Just clenched her fists tighter. "What’s your name?" Her voice cracked. "Sarah." I stared at her. Her eyes welled with tears... and for the first time in a long time, my heart did something strange. It twisted. "I... I want to leave," she whispered. "Please. Just take me away from here." I hesitated. Then nodded. "Yeah. I’ll get you out of here." Jackson drove us off, the city shrinking behind us. I’ve lived a double life for years... CEO by day, mafia lord by night. I’ve never mixed business with sentiment. Never cared.

Natasha responded emotionless and ran away, getting in between the bloody fight to find Valerian and finish her mission. "Draven," Acanthus called. Draven immediately ran up to him. "Alpha," he greeted as he slightly lowered down his head as a sign of respect. "How did she take the news?" Acanthus asked. Draven lowered his head as pain started to rise in his heart. "She was devastated," Draven answered. "Well, you should not be devastated as she is, shouldn't you, Draven?" Acanthus smiled slyly. "I am not, Alpha," Draven answered.

To my shock, I saw a young boy sitting on the couch while drinking coffee. “Wow, Karen, now you’re getting boys here,” I thought as I looked in Karen’s direction. Fear was visible in her eyes. “Who is he?” I asked her. “I am Jack. And you?” he asked me. “He is Devon, my husband,” Karen replied to me with a smile while walking to my left side. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Devon,” Jack said, offering his hand for a handshake, which I angrily accepted. “What are you doing here? Since it’s a ladies’ salon, you’re not here for makeup, right?” I asked him sarcastically.

The towering spires of Serene lake park loomed in the distance, a comforting silhouette in the vast wilderness. "You seem more at ease than yesterday. Another sweet dream about her , I presume?" Kaeden observed The image of the hospital girl moaning, twisting in his arms earlier in his dream, flashed in Jay's mind. He shook his head to clear it. "No, just that I had a satisfying drink." "How many were they this time? Ten? Twenty?" A hint of concern laced his words. "That must have been...stressful." If it were anyone else, Jayantha would have let the conversation die. But who was Kaeden ? His beta the only man he can entrust his life to. "Just one," he confessed.

Roman Thorne is the invincible team leader of college hockey. He is large, aggressive and a nightmare to the media. The press, however, does not know what makes the Briarwood Ice Devils so feared. They are not just players. They are ruthless, blood-swilling offspring of the most formidable crime business in the city. Trying to keep a small scandal which is about to blow up their small business, the Thorne family appeals to the service of Sloane Mercer. She is 24 years old and a brilliant ruthless PR fixer. Her task is easy: to improve the image of the team, to work with press, and not to put Roman in the prison. But Sloane has not come to save them. She is here to ruin them. Sloa

“You think you can lie to me? I'm the Devil. Tell me where it is.” “I'm telling you the truth,” Parker protested, his voice shaking. David raised his gun and shot Parker in the leg. “I don't have time for games. Give me the pen drive or you'll regret it.” With a trembling hand, Parker handed over the pen drive. David snatched it from him and inspected it carefully. “Good boy,” he sneered. “But you know what I do to traitors, Parker? I don't show mercy. And you betrayed me.”

I shrugged. "I just broke up with Jake, which was awful." I replied and Devon looked a bit relieved. He hugged me. "I'm sorry, Wils but you needed to do it. At least for right now. I still don't trust Dean but you need to show him that you're willing to try. Don't worry though, Dad and I will figure out a way to keep you here, okay? You and I will run this pack just like great grandpa and his sister. It will all work out." He promised and I nodded. He hugged me again.

Three days before my wedding to Natasha Bishop, my best friend Devon Hart shows up in tears, saying he's fallen in love with someone he shouldn't have. That night, I stay out drinking with him until we're both wasted, then I call Natasha to come pick me up. Wanting to mess with her, I slump face-down on the table and pretend to be passed out. Half an hour later, familiar footsteps stop right beside me. Natasha leans down and pinches my cheek, the way she always does when I'm drunk. "Graham?" I hold back a laugh and stay quiet, burying my face deeper into my arms, grinning to myself. Any second now, she'll sigh, help me up, and get me a glass of water, just like she always does. But her

I asked the same question . Daniel and Alicia stood at the broken fence . " Hey! What is happening!". I came there and then asked him. " Nothing, she needs time, don't worry". He assured me.. I stood at the corner and watched him... Daniel and Alicia started working.. The protection spell started, and while she was busy doing that, I felt someone approaching behind _ I turned and it was Devon. Devonshire , the son of alpha Jackson and his late wife Mera. " Devonshire, what happened?".