Johnny Cade Wants To Control Novels & Stories

This James was worthy of his protection. He immediately took out his phone and phoned Hades, the patriarch of the Johnstons. The call connected, and an unfriendly voice sounded from the phone, “Yo, who do I have here? Isn’t this Mr. Caden? What are you calling me for?” “Hades, I just wanted to inform you that from now onward, James is part of our family. His business equals the Cadens’ business.” Saying that, Tobias hung up. He then made a few calls to all the forces in the Capital, giving them the same message.

Or he was avoiding it. Or he thought the decision was mine. The heat that woke me nights ago flared faintly beneath my skin again. Small warning. Early stage. Twenty six days. And somewhere in this compound an Alpha who had every biological reason to claim me immediately was choosing not to. Which meant one of two things. Either Cade had more control than any Alpha I had ever studied. Or he was waiting. And I had no idea what for.

He had gauze clenched between his teeth, trying to stop the bleeding himself. Even in that state, he was still proud and unyielding. That year, my parents were still alive, and our biomedical company was thriving. I spent a fortune and brought Cade home. I fastened a custom collar engraved with my name around his neck. "From today on, I'm your owner. Do you understand?" Cade was usually controlled and composed. But when the poison flared up, he would lose himself and go feral. If it happened to coincide with a full moon, it was even worse.

When Jenny entered the studio control room, she looked around at what had become her home. She sat down in front of the large control board and ran her fingers over the knobs. Fifty thousand watts of clear channel power were in her hands. She could feel the energy surging through her skin. When she was in command nothing could touch her. Surrounded by thick, padded walls, Jenny could shut herself off from the rest of the world. With the right combination of dials and switches, she could control what millions of people heard. It was a natural high, a fifty thousand watt orgasm, and for four hours every day it had been hers. Until today, when someone by the name of Johnny Kingshit was about to

“Mr. Strada, please come with us.” The bald man made it clear who had the power in the room, and it wasn’t the huge men or the daddies. Cade had the power, and he’d spoken. Quinn waited to see what Strada would do. The primal part of him wanted a fight, wanted to be able to claim his boy publicly so that there was no doubt in anyone’s mind who Cade belonged to. The protector part of him hoped Strada was sufficiently intimidated by this show of civilized force to back the fuck off.

The way you have no idea what I've done to you. But I just shrug, focusing on his eyes. His stance. The way every muscle in his body is coiled tight, ready to explode. He wants control. He wants dominance. He wants to hurt me. The new pills have stripped away all his careful conditioning, all those years of teaching him restraint and control and when to stop. Now he's pure instinct. Pure violence. Pure id. It's glorious. Cade steps even closer to me, invading my personal space completely. We're almost chest to chest now.

-ADRIAN POV- I've built my career on the principle that control is everything. It's the only thing that separates the people who succeed from the people who get swept away by circumstance and emotion. Control is knowing exactly what will happen before it happens. Control is building systems that work regardless of external chaos. Control is keeping the world at arm's length so nothing can touch what I've carefully constructed. And I'm very, very good at control. Which is why the assignment Marcus just handed me is simultaneously the most strategic opportunity of my career and the most genuinely irritating thing that's happened to me in months.

"A pretty doll for a weak man to play with. But tonight, I saw a wolf." I looked up into his dark eyes. They were predatory. "What do you want, Cade?" "I told you. I want you to wear my color." He stepped closer, trapping me between his body and the cold stone railing. His hand moved from my jaw to the back of my neck. He tilted my head back. His gaze dropped to my lips. "Marcus will try to ruin you for this," Cade whispered. "He is small-minded and vengeful. Your father will be angry because the merger will fail. You have no allies."

My left leg, once shattered by their Beta Commander, throbbed with a dull ache under my denim jeans. "Johnson, look at me," Kade commanded softly, using his Alpha dominance to make my muscles lock. "Leave me alone," I choked out, my voice tight and small. "I just want to learn the territory laws. I do not want any trouble from your circle." "Trouble?" Kade chuckled, a dark, wealthy sound that promised absolute danger. "Pup, we are the ones who control the Moon Docks and the Trade Routes here in the Moonreach Territory. You cannot hide your scent from us under that cheap cotton cloth."

I nodded again in response before walking away. Since I was still at the Underground, I decided to get some things done. First of all, I had to release Tyler from my control so I did. Luckily the entire process put him to sleep so I was able to do what needed to be done without facing an angry Tyler. Cade was the next person to get released from my control and when I proceeded to see him set free from prison, to my greatest surprisenhe insisted on staying in until Tyler, his friend, was released too.