Jared Rayman Novels & Stories

Damien jerked awake the moment the door creaked and he stood, widening his legs in a way that suggested he was ready for a fight against an enemy that wasn't present. Alas, it was Alex and Jasmine that stood by the threshold, smiling softly at him. Damien refused to let them see his red-rimmed eyes, facing the other end of the room where the window panes sat. His head throbbed and his nostrils felt congested. His vision blurred slightly and his chest felt like it had been crushed by the weight of thousands. Standing was an effort and it was all he could do to keep upright and not fall into the bed beside Ariel.

"If that doesn't work, he'll go after the people who matter to me until I have no choice but to obey…. That's the working style of Raymond, he'll not hesitate even to drive a person to edge of dying.” "Just like he did to Agent Janet," Ryan murmured, the memory surfacing uninvited. She had entered the agency as one of its brightest young recruits, full of ambition and hope. After being framed for crimes she never committed and abandoned by the very people she trusted, she saw no way out and ultimately took her own life. Ezekiel hummed quietly, Ryan followed his gaze, his eyes settling briefly on the photograph of Ariana. "So that's what you're really afraid of."

It was black, but standing beside it was a man at a podium. We looked at each other for a second. His expression showed a flicker of curiosity that he immediately covered with contempt. I’d bet anything he was the other side’s interpreter, but where was the one who was actually negotiating? “Let’s begin,” Lorenzo said coldly, and the screen lit up as the Zoom call connected. On the other side sat a handsome man in an office, with blond hair slicked back and deep brown eyes. Even through the screen, I could tell he was an Alpha. And more than that... why did he feel like someone I’d met before?

It felt wrong but he would not take anything from me. I headed to the kitchen and made a hot drink. The warmth settled me. My house was too busy for my liking. I offered Logan a drink which he gladly accepted. As we were drinking there was another knock at the door which was unexpected. I froze, gripping my hands against the counter. Logan disappeared and returned a few moments later with someone behind him. “Leah, this is Jack, he does security for us. Jack this is Leah.” Jack was shorter than Logan and a lot stockier. He was muscular and had a shaved head. He reminded me more of an army man than anything else. His arms were covered in tattoos, and his stance screamed military. He stepped f

We should get Alpha Elias, before he goes into hiding. “Or we just call him to come here. Going to him, he might have plans to overpower us.” We all agree with Oliver. So he call Alpha Elias. He shows up within an hour. He came into my office, I made it look like we need news on the invasion matter. Jayden serves him a cup of coffe. After few minutes, he’s passed out. “What did you do?” I ask Jayden, knowing he did something. “I’ve always wanted to try this new powdery stuff I got from your mom. It’s like a truth serum. He will be fine.”

He got up and walked to the couch as he signaled the bodyguard to bring a cigar over for the man. The man accepted it, and in a flat tone of voice, he said, "Mr. Johnston, you asked for me the minute you landed in Ramania. What's the issue?" The man was wild and unruly, but he was probably obligated to come just because Jared had requested for his presence. "Mr. Lawrence, I lost a shipment in Ramania and I need you to help me find it." Lawrence squinted as he was not happy to see that Jared was ordering him around like he was the latter's subordinate. If Jared was someone else, he would have already flipped the table and left. However, Jared's international status was not to be taken lightly

Jared seeing me wanted to ask me about what happened. "What's wrong?" "Someone texted me what happened yesterday." "How, let me see." He picked up the cell phone from the floor and saw the message. <> < >. Jared was in a bad way, he also wanted to throw the cell phone on the floor, but he restrained himself and called someone. In front of me, he started talking to that person. He put the phone on speaker. "Hello uncle." "Hi Jared." "I have a problem." "You got robbed?"

Jared said He handed her the body and turned to leave. The deafening cry of Martha filled the air as they drove off. Jared sighed and he rested his head against the headrest of the cat seat as they drove back to his house. Xavier was silent through out the ride. When they got to the front of the house, Jared dropped from the car. “I would gather the men and we would head to blue moon tomorrow morning” he said

Corie packed up her medical kit upon saying that and was prepared to leave. Right at that moment, Liam suddenly walked into the private room and said to everyone, "Hold on. Colonel Johansson can still be saved." Everyone in the room immediately turned to look at Liam, who suddenly barged in. Liam watched outside the door for a while, and he learned about Jared's identity through the crowd's discussion. Jared was a highly decorated veteran who had a unique status. That was the reason why Liam decided to butt in.

As he took slow steps closer to Cordelia with a frown on his face, a young, handsome-looking man came out of nowhere and pulled Cordelia by the arm. “Hi, baby. I’m sorry I took time in the restroom.” The stranger uttered with a grin. Cordelia looked so confused, but as the smart girl she was, she figured out that he was trying to save her. So she didn’t push him away. This stranger was Jared Lambert, a twenty-five year old guy, the son of Sir Luther Lambert, leader of the East America drug cartel, and nephew to El Azul Lambert, the leader of the Colima drug cartel in Europe. El Azul had connections all over Europe and was given almost the same respect as the President.