James From Unspeakable Novels & Stories

James raised his brow and asked, “Fight? Who are you fighting? Are there other living beings here?” Chubacast a glance at the black spectral figure, his gaze seemingly challenging, as if to say, go ahead and challenge him, what are you waiting for? Seemingly intimidated, the black spectral figure, evaded the question. Instead, he asked, “D-Do you have some weird hobby? You like being naked or something?” James let out a surprised exclamation and glanced down at himself, only to realize that he was indeed naked. He blushed at the discovery.

She is the answer. “Answer?” James asked again and again. Woman? Brother? James shook his head, he tried to picture a brother. Nothing. He could not picture his mother, either. Nor his father. Even in his visions, pain exploded through his head, shutting down his memories. Tick, tock, tick tock. Kill! Revenge, an equally familiar male voice suddenly boomed. Deeper, harder. Damn it. He had to find out who was speaking to him. Had to know. Had to, had to, had to.

" mumbled James, he didn't want to talk about his boss. Emily sneered, " you will never speak bad things about your boss, won't you? well then, don't mind my question, " Emily let out waving hand. James laughed, showing a row of white teeth. " Okay, I will try to answer as best as I can. Just ask! James said he didn't know why he was so happy to talk to Emily. Emily smiled widely, " I don't want to ask, I want you to tell me about the Specters, Emily said blinking a few times. James laughed " hmmm I don't know where to start.......

he asked with narrowed eyes. I began telling him everything, from how I used Tynan to test the drug he had given me, the side-effect of the drug on him, which was drinking the blood of werewolves and a little bit of cannibalism, to how I asked him to kill Abi and how he hadn’t contacted me yet until now. “You stupid bitch!” James roared furiously after I finished recounting everything. His angry roar agitated the beast and made it struggle again. The sound of rattling chains filled the basement as he tried to free himself, looking like he wanted to protect his master from me, the enemy.

"Honey, what happened the other day was my fault. I'm actually on medication now. The doctor said that getting pregnant would be bad for both me and the baby, which is why I took my anger out on you." I furrowed my brow and asked, "What's wrong? Are you sick?" She took a deep breath. "Honey, you've always been curious about why I broke up with my ex-boyfriend, right? Well, it's actually because of this illness as well." I stared at her, and she continued, "When I was young, my uncle abused me. That time of my life was like a nightmare. It made me feel inferior. I didn't dare to tell anyone about it, about how intimacy repelled me. I even wanted to have a sexless marriage. When I confessed it

Having sex with another stupid Alpha that couldn't control his sexual fantasies. "Tell me about all you found." I ordered and leaned closer. "I had someone act like a spy and trail her behind.... the big news is that the information is everywhere in the supernatural community. no where is safe. " Silver said and sighed. "aget me Fraye, immediately. " I yelled in anger. "looking for me?. " Fraye asked almost immediately and walked into the office salaciously.

“I know you James. I know your favorite color is blue. I know your favorite music is Hip-hop. I know your favorite rapper is Macklemore. I know you used to write poetry but you stopped when you got to college. I know the first girlfriend you had when you were 16. I know why you left school the first time. I know it was because of the addiction to paraphernalia that you had. I know a lot about you better than you think.” I look to my side and I see tears start to roll down his face. “Why didn’t you talk when you could?” “I tried but your mother didn’t let me. I used to come home everyday but she wouldn’t let me in.” “You broke her, Dad. That’s why she didn’t let you in. You were not the man s

JAXON POV: My heart started thumping fast at the sound of the voice. Jaxon: J-James? I angrily stuttered James: Yep! You guessed right! He said chuckling from the other side Jaxon: How did you get my number? I asked trying to calm down James: Well you see...your friend Jeremy Parker is under my control now..so... He said in a mocking tone James: What the fuck do you want!? James: Woah Woah chill..hah! How I wish I could see your face right now. Mourning over your slut

A deep, rough voice spoke from behind me. I turned to look behind me. My eyes were steady and not surprised as I stared at the side of his face. It was the man from earlier, the Zakael guy. He was looking around the lying bodies and then towards the man who’s looking like he’d shit his pants any moment now. “There was just, um, a small incident, right, Patrick?” Is his name even Patrick? No one cares.

James walked up to me again, looking down at me, his hands in his leather jacket. “Why are you telling me this?” I asked, feeling suspicious. “Because,” James said, then leaned until his face was close to my ear. “Despite what people may tell you, I am not your enemy.” He straightened up. “You are not the typical pack bitch we get around here.” Then he pointed at me as he said, “You I like. So if you ever need anything, come find me.” James turned around and walked away from me as he whistled some tune.