Joseph Hagen Novels & Stories

The fact that he doesn't have to answer to anyone but still wanted to reassure my mate means a lot and I won't forget it. “I have brought along Elder Johns, Elder Stevens, Elder Franklin and several of our guards. From what I have been told there are four wolves in this room who are a shame to our kind So let's not waste any more time on them and get started shall we?” Now we're talking. I nod agreeing with him before guiding Bonnie over to where my brothers are standing just in time for Shane's return.

She adds. That earns a few laughs, mostly from Tianya and Kylynn. I can hear soft giggling from my side, so I know my little sprite also finds this funny. A man about my height sits down beside her as Alayni rolls her eyes. I recognize him as Travis Halestrum. His family owns numerous hotels and restaurants all over the world. We have wanted to meet with him for a few years now. I see the exact moment when he notices Tianya and Kylynn.

Some men loved to do that because they were a bunch of sick rapists. Hazel tried to look away thinking I was not going to approach her but if she thought that, she had another thing coming. “Alonzo,” I greeted. The man looked at me and smiled. His yellow teeth looked disgusting. I almost wanted to knock them out. Why would a rich man like him not invest in veneers? Maybe he enjoyed turning people off. “Markos—” “How much for your date?” I asked. Hazel’s eyes widened and she shook her head.

The dosage wasn’t nearly high enough to account for me being a werewolf. “Could I…” Sarael nervously covered her abdomen. “You and Uncle John have been having a lot of sex,” Hana shrugged. All three of us looked at her with a similar expression. “What? I’m twelve, and you’ve met my dad. You honestly think I don’t know about sex?” Hana rolled her eyes.

My older sister was still married to the man my father had picked for her. "Why do you seem so shocked?" He shrugged one shoulder and then he leaned forward on the table, closing the distance between us, a small smirk sitting on his lips, "I said, are you into threesomes?" I stared into his eyes with my narrowed ones. This man looked like he was straight out of a movie, he was blonde, probably around 6'4, and he had this weird monotonous voice that sent chills down my spine. I nodded slowly, and then shifted back, "yes, I am."

It is rare because witches are always cautious with who they mate. There isn’t much to be told about witches. No one knows much of what they do unless taught by them. Even their locations have been hard to track over the years. I only know of three other hybrid bloodlines that have magic, and we are one of the three … unless more has happened over the last fifteen years. There aren’t many around. “Why don’t we look more into the names Jones gave us a few weeks ago?” Zander asks. “We have been trying to find out who they are, but so far, we have only found one of the three names, James Lucas. He is a forensic scientist. I'm not exactly sure how he will help us, but Jones gave us his name.”

I sat at the very top of the theater-like classroom, jotting down the last notes for the day of my quantum physics class. I look at the clock and realize it's 15 past the usual class time. I just know I'm going to be late to meet up with Joseph. He's very particular about timing, and if I'm going to train tonight, I'll have to leave in the next five minutes. Joseph doesn't take lightly when I miss training sessions. He's similar to me; likes promptness, perfection, hard work, dedication, and good attendance. If I don't show up for training, it means I won't fight next weekend. And if I don't fight, it means I can lose my sponsorship with Knight Enterprise.

Irene absorbed the weight of Joseph's revelations about the Hemmings werewolf pack, the conversation took an unexpected turn. Joseph, now seated across from her, hesitated before delving into a more personal narrative, one intertwined with his own family history. "My father," Joseph began, his voice carrying the weight of years of solitude and rejection. "Theo Hemmings. He was a werewolf, and my mother, human. A union that was never accepted."

“I feel it now.” For the rest of the evening, the household buzzed with excitement. Jina started planning for celebrations. Jacob was already debating what role he’d get to play in the baby’s life. Her father offered to bless the child with the ancestral symbols when the time came. Even the coldest corners of her past had warmed with the joy of new life.

Whatever this is should be good “ So when we went to Charlotte's house she was staying in to fix things, I became a good at noticing what her scent smells like” growling he held up his hands “ please let me finish” he pled “ as I was saying, we went into the room that Henry is staying in just out of curiosity. And the clothes that he had on when he got here were on the dresser. Picking it up, I looked through the pockets just to see if he traveled with anything. And we found this” he pulled out a piece of red fabric out of his pocket