Jean X Armin Mga Nobela at Kwento

As Jax and I stood up, Armani hurried to my side again, he held my hand to stop me from walking. “I need a word, Mon chaton” Armani said and it was obvious Jax already had a distaste for the man. I leaned in and whispered to him “You know our section, it’s VIP. Go, I’ll be there with you soon” Jax left, not without throwing Armani a glare. “Who is he? Why is he here?” The French rake fired me questions. “I brought him. He’s a friend” I answered him with a gentle look. The kind that made men succumb.

With that, I grabbed the knife hanging on Tentin's waist. “No..” Armin said, struggling to stand, but he fell back on the couch with his hand on his chest. The poison was spreading fast in his body. “Go!” I told Tentin. “I'm the second top warrior in my pack.” Tintin looked at me with deep, meaningful brown eyes and sped off with a weak Armin. I turned to the bloody thing that crept out of the kitchen and sped towards it with the sharp knife in my hand. I had to behead it. That was the only way to end this.

“I built an army from your victims. I am what comes after your terror.” Zane’s breath hitched. Rage and panic tangled in his eyes, as he lunged toward her. Jaxon was already there, tackling him mid-motion, slamming Zane hard onto the concrete. Raven stumbled, Jean caught her, steadying her with a firm but gentle hand. “Easy, my girl," Jean murmured. “You held strong long enough.”

Chapter 7 Raul’ s POV Far be it from me to deny Scarlett what she wants, so when she started panting, “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me”, I had to comply. I am, after all, a gentleman. I unbuckle my jeans and start to slide them off as Scarlett, with one of her extended claws, makes my job easier and slices them off. It’s a good thing that she and I started keeping extra clothes at each other’s pack houses because of this very thing.

Morgana had joined the breakfast table wearing a royal blue dress. “Congratulations,” Joce passed Aramis a close-lip smile. It must be hard for her to see me sitting next to my mate while carrying his child too. “Thank you, did you congratulate Phoenix?” Aramis wasn’t a fool, he had his eyes everywhere. He always noticed every little thing but never really spoke up. Now that it was about me, he would not miss a chance to speak up. “Congratulations Phoenix!” Joce rushed on the words and shoved a waffle in her mouth, pretending to be busy consuming food.

"Cardinal." I gasped as the man walked in pointing a gun at me "We meet again Xavier Arivonese." he smiled "Long time no see." "What do you want?" I asked rolling my eyes "My traitor here," he looked at Jennifer's body in disgust then at me "already told you what I want. The bonds and the jewel music box." "I'll give you neither." I said "Guns don't scare me as I grew up with them and you don't scare me either. Where is Reign and Damanico?"

Jeana was ultimately thrown out by Xavier. When she got outside, her face was covered in bruises. "What's going on? What happened to Xav?" Jeana shouted. The maids who had just been scolded by her lowered their heads, stifled their laughter, and remained silent. Jeana was so angry that her eyes began to redden with rage. It was only at that moment she noticed that the maids were also somewhat injured. However, they were in a much better state than she was—at least their faces weren't harmed.

My hands trembled as I tried to crawl toward him, but Bastien’s blade pressed harder against my throat, pinning me back to the rough bark of the tree. “Stay right where you are, princess,” Bastien drawled, his eyes burning with cruel amusement. His grip was unyielding, his blade kissing my skin just enough to sting. “I want you to have the best view when your lover finally bleeds out at our feet.” I wanted to spit in his face, claw him apart with my bare hands, but Xavier’s voice reached me, shredded but fierce. “Arielle…” His lips were stained crimson, but his eyes, God, his eyes, were still alive. “Don’t… give them what they want.”

Angrily, Aurora turned back, and while Xena showed up with Jeanne, her friend, she stroked Shastina's shoulder- Shastina sighed deeply. “You have got yourself a good maid, she seemed more dangerous and authoritative than Aurora. I love your cold Aura girl,” Jeanne said, smiling like a clown, Xena looked at Shastina and let out. “You passed your test, let's go in,” Xena said to her, which made Jeanne to busted into laughter. “Is that a test, you are a scary bitch my queen” Jeanne said to Xena, but she ignored her and walked to the front phase of the maid -Jeanne trailing after her.

Rena’s POV Lord Xavier doesn't react immediately. His sharp gaze flickers between me and Armani, his expression unreadable. It's the kind of look that strips away layers, searching for weaknesses, measuring worth. He doesn’t seem like the kind of man who gets rattled easily, yet something about Armani’s words—his casual, almost flippant announcement—has clearly thrown him off balance. “That was… fast.” His voice is calm, neutral, but the way his brow furrows just slightly betrays a sliver of skepticism.