Novel & Cerita Kristján Kristjánsson

She just smirked at him. ‘Baby... you triggered him,’ Drake commented through her mind. ‘But keep up the excellent work, my stray. Be a queen.’ "Why are you trembling, Sultan?" "That’s Cadmus, my stray; he’s the leader of the elites," Drake informed "Oh, he’s scary, so you know," Emily replied. Emily watches how they throw questions at the Sultan about traitors. "Are you perhaps a traitor of this kingdom? Are you involved with Bella? " Additionally, Taurus asks,

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His eyes—those terrible, pale eyes—glowed faintly in the dim light. King Valerian was the embodiment of a warrior king—tall, broad-shouldered, and carved from muscle and discipline. His physique was built not by luxury but by centuries of battle, every line of his body honed like a weapon. Unlike most alphas, his skin bore a faint, icy pallor, a reflection of the frozen lands he ruled, and his long, silver-streaked black hair flowed like the northern winds he commanded. But it was his eyes that set him apart—piercing pale grey, almost white, glowing faintly with the eerie calm of a predator who didn’t need to snarl to be feared. Even in silence, Valerian commanded a room, a man of both chill

Beside him stood Standfast, a bit shorter but no less imposing, with a sneer playing on his lips. Standfast, around nineteen, had a more rugged demeanor compared to Phillip. His face, while not conventionally handsome, bore the marks of someone who had seen their fair share of trouble. He had a solid build, indicating a readiness for action rather than words. His eyes held a steely intensity, hinting at a volatile temperament kept in check only by Phillip's presence.

If I had known how much it was going to play on my mind, I wouldn’t have opened it. "I'm sorry, I sounded like an arrogant self-righteous person but I was only trying to look out for you. I have been where you are and it wasn't pretty. I'm sure you are looking for ways to get him back to you but I promise, You will only hurt yourself. If you do insist on going down this path, the least I can do is make sure your reality awakening doesn't hurt as much as mine. Here is the number of a professional con artist whose services can be of assistance to you; +30 21 x xxx xxxx."

“ I am so happy for both of you. I never thought I would see the day Nikolai would love anyone as much he loved his work, you know. We were all shocked to see him married. “ He said. I knew he was referring to the other dons. He and Esposito were the only dons we had invited to our second wedding. “ Really? “I asked, remembering what Viv had said. She had said almost the same thing. “ Yes. I hope my son has the same fate. “ Romano said. Instinctively, we both looked to where he was to see him dancing with Corinna. They were laughing, much to our surprise. We expected to see them flirting. I was just as shocked as Romano. “ Who is that girl Maximo? “ Romano asked. “ Corinna. She is my assista

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His blue eyes see everything. Egon Andersen walks in behind him. He is our Beta War Commander. He is taller than me and has big muscles. He protects our Silverclaw Kingdom. He kills anyone who crosses us. He spends his free time with Katharina Nielsen, his mate. Mads Andersen sits at the big table with his computer. He is the Moon Treasury Keeper. He counts all our gold. "The Moonstone Relic House opens in one hour," Mads says. He does not look up.

Caitlin grabbed a chair and sat down adjacent to me, her bare thighs squashing down onto the seat as she folded her ankles and leaned back. She gestured with her hand to let me continue, almost impatiently and I cocked an eyebrow at her with a small smile. This woman… "If," I emphasised. "You're willing. Your target would be Lucas Trevino, software engineer and owner of Godfather nightclub." I paused for her reaction and she simply just nodded her head waiting for me to continue.

I mumbled to myself as I slowly pushed his door open. Julius looked as though he’d just finished putting on his shorts and was about to look for a t-shirt when I walked in. He didn’t look up at me, completely unfazed by my presence despite his half-naked appearance. I took the opportunity to take a good look, noticing the small flecks of scars littering his body, marring his otherwise smooth sun-kissed skin. “You’ve fought in battle?” I found myself asking. “I’m Alpha to one of the largest packs, that’s a given.” He responded as he put on a shirt, raising his eyebrow at me as if to say I’d just asked a stupid question.