Kenson Hunte の小説・ストーリー

Dan advises, no bullshit in his tone. Katherine: Hey Josh, it's Katherine from last night. I set my phone down, and, takin a large gulp of my coffee, anxiously wait for a ring. “Okay, what about the other guy?” She continues grilling. Adam’s dark eyes flash through my mind making my body feel warm. I'm not even sure how to describe him.

Talk about convenience when I was just thinking about him. “Yeah?” I answered. “It’s bad. You need to get the huntress away from the city. I know a safe house you can bring her to. Are you with her right now?” What the hell? “What’s the matter now? Things were fine yesterday when we spoke!” “Someone tipped the corporation about Max. Director Ventura came to my father and handed him a complete file on her. Something big is going to happen. I can feel it. Noctua is misleading us, like a magician and their assistant. While the magician mesmerizes the audience, the assistant performs a different task. She’s being used to directing our attention in one way when something else is being prepared th

“I can’t explain why he’s defending you. That’s something he needs to tell you himself. However, I can disclose that he has only done so for one other person, his mate.” “What happened to his mate?” I asked. Kendra sat in a chair in the corner of the room. “She died.” I crossed my legs as I took a seat on the bed and asked, “How?” Kendra explained that there had been a war between the Red Moon pack and the rogues, during which a rogue named Kade killed her. Although Kade was originally from their pack, he was exiled after killing someone else from the pack. “I’m dumbfounded,” I said. “He would execute Catrina for punching me, but not someone who tried to fight his brother?”

said Elizabeth with her white teeth on display. While some of the models smiled at me warmly, some sent looks of disinterest. One even threw a glare. Charlotte. The second cousin of Elizabeth. This bitch! How could I forget her? Of course she would be here too. After all her cousin was a designer here. Not wanting to make a scene, I ignored her hostile looks and turned to the curly haired man who beamed at me. "Hey, welcome to the team! I'm Tony. One of the photographers." I nodded. "Thank you. And nice to meet you! Can't wait to work with you!"

K•E•L•S•I:::: I used all my will power to focus my attention on the teacher as i overheard soft mumurs from every corner. "Ah! There you are, can you please tell me and the class your name? He encouraged. "My name is Kelsi Itohan" I tried to be audible as I could. "I'm a new student here" my voice slightly shaking. He nodded "Welcome, Kelsi the teacher replied with a smile that soothe my feeling.

This time though I dodged a different way, allowing me to sink my imaginary knife into my instructor's upper abdomen with ease. "Excellent, Snow. Again." He said. I watched as Damien watched me practice and learn. I remembered this training, this was my birthday, and I had just turned 15. Today was the day I got my enhancement. All Hunters were gifted an enhancement after a certain amount of time with The Academy, and my day had come. Call it a birthday gift, if you will.

But it wasn’t the monster that had my heart stopping in my chest. It was his eyes. “Ronan,” I breathed, barely recognizing the sound of my own voice. The wolf didn’t hesitate. He lunged, his claws slicing through the air as he slammed one of the hunters into the door with a sickening crack. The man crumpled, his body limp, his gun clattering to the floor. “What the fuck is that?” another hunter yelled, his voice cracking with fear as he aimed his weapon at Ronan. Before he could fire, Ronan was on him, pinning him to the wall. The man slumped, lifeless, as Ronan turned to me, his blue eyes blazing.

Director Carlson said, “Hunter will probably cause trouble for you.” “Ken is waiting for me outside.” Director Carlson was dumbfounded for a while before he laughed and said, “Ken is Chester’s right-hand man, so it seems like Chester is really in love with you.” Charity was noncommittal.

"Connor Grant is a Close Protection specialist, runs his own bodyguard team and he's a guest on the island just now while he recovers from injuries." "What kind of injuries?" "Gunshot wound to the right leg. Did you hear about Sir Richard Branson's Island? Had a big fire on it a while back?" Mark frowned, remembering seeing headlines about it on the net. "Something about Kate Winslet rescuing his mom?" "That's it," Jasmine nodded. "Well, Connor is a friend of Kate's. He's done some work for her in the past and is tight with her family, so he was out there on vacation with them, as guests of Richard Branson."

She explains. I honestly didn’t give the camera a second thought after I realized that I forgot it at the barn. I was worried about getting Gabe to the packhouse and then I was busy trying to take care of him while he recuperated. “I also hear that you helped my little girl too.” She beamed at me. Then she grabbed my hand to examine my palm. How did she know? “It’s alright Hannah, you can trust Christine”, Gabe tells me seeing that I am anxious about this conversation. Christine goes on to explain that she works as a researcher for a nonprofit that was established by a coalition of packs in the area.