Jeff Buchanan Novels & Stories

His eyes remained wide open for a while as he rolled them from time to time. They lived far abit, but a walking distance from Ban, a city that he is said to have abandoned due to an overturn and was overthrown by an Omega. He was strong, but never stronger than his Omega. Ozouf then decided to leave to the upper side of the hill as he lived with Viv, Phelan their daughter and Ziff as well.

- She takes out her cell phone and types something. "Your John, wouldn't that be him? Would it?" She shows me a picture of John, the kind of picture taken at one of those important events. "Yes, that's him." "Oh my God, Kate! You're going to go out with one of the most eligible bachelors in New York, and you don't tell me?" "I just told you. But I didn't know you knew him." "Everyone in New York knows him. He is the CEO of the Red Corporation. He's in the tabloids all the time."

AGAIN... I was running late for my class. As I walked through the corridors with books in my hand I silently prayed hoping Danika Williams and her minions were not around, even if they were, hopefully Nathaniel Lachlan was around. He was the most feared guy in our city. He was the quarterback in football and also a genius in each and every aspect. I knew and liked him since kindergarten. He was a very friendly kid back then but after his parents died in an accident he has been aloof. He lived with his grandfather, Joseph Lachlan who was one of the richest men listed by Forbes.

The seat on his right was for his mom, and I knew she was coming down for dinner, as Clinton had mentioned when we were on our way here. “Good evening, Beta Asher. Good evening, Gamma Eric,” I greeted both of them, bending my head in each direction, which caused a growl to escape from Clinton's mouth. “You bow to no one, Ruby.” I nodded, even though there was nothing wrong with me bowing to his Beta and Gamma, as I knew they would reciprocate. However, I didn't want to argue with him in front of them, especially with his mom coming down any moment now.

Kane stood in McLauren's office , the scent of aged whiskey and stale cigar smoke hanging heavy in the air. The old man gray-haired, fat, and always with a drink in hand poured himself another glass, his beady eyes fixed on Kane. "You're the face of this place, son," McLauren sighed, swirling the amber liquid before downing it in one gulp. "It's sad to see you go." Kane didn't flinch. He had never liked McLauren. The man was ruthless, a businessman first, a human second. But Kane respected him, if only because he had given him purpose when he had nothing.

"The President of the United States." Clarkson spun the whiskey in his glass. "I told you so. They weren't interested in the billionaire. They were interested in the architect who reworks souls." He extended his hand and curled it around Jonah's, the teak and brass ring chill on his skin. "You were fantastic. You always are.". Jonah leaned his head back, closing his eyes. “From scandal to senators,” he murmured, the phrase now imbued with the weight of the day. “It’s a hell of a journey.”

He looked familiar as well. “You must be Leah.” He smiled, as I stood to attention in front of the sofa. He outstretched his hand as I looked at him confused. “Oh, apologies, where are my manners. I am Jack Carter, Logans father.” I let out a sigh of relief and accepted his hand, shaking it. “Logan is at the office at the moment.” I explained. “I know, I actually came here to see you.” I tilted my head intrigued. “Have you seen the news?”

I would serve this in a meal for Millie and I to share. I then disposed of his body out back. No one would do anything to me because I have power here and control. No one will mess with a cannibal. By the time the next day rolled around I had kept the nurses's flesh in my small freezer no one had known about that I would keep in my room. I was mising my Millie but I knew that she would be back. As the days passed by and I waited patiently but anxiously for her return when the day finally came I smiled brightly. "Hey Brian, I'm feeling better. How was your week?" She asked me. "Dreadful my dear, but I have something for you." "You do?" Millie said smiling in more of a surprise way not like an

“What has you and Dean so busy?” “Nothing you need to be concerned about, little wolf” He grunted. “You know, you’re inability to share is infuriating.” I pouted as I placed my hands on my hips. Julius’ eyes darkened as he caught the action. “I told you, little wolf, I don’t share.” His gaze flickered to Jake so quickly that if I hadn’t of been paying attention, I would have missed it. “Make sure you remember that.” With that he nodded to Dean, who was still standing in the far corner of the gym and making of a show of looking anywhere but at us, and made his way back towards the packhouse, leaving me to collect myself before returning to Maeve and Jake.

I giggle, unable to stop myself. She is so cute! "Atlas Myles Rozell? Is he a werewolf, too?" My dad's eyes widen as he asks me. I laugh at his reaction, nodding my head and saying, "Yes! Atlas Myles Rozell is a young businessman, holding the position of a shareholder in your company. I was also surprised to meet him. I mentioned you to him and he agreed on your company's profit share. You give him a very handful amount, dad!" I grin at him.