Novel & Cerita Kristján Kristjánsson

“Men Darius trusts. They move quietly, outside pack borders. If he wanted to hide her, he wouldn’t keep her on his land. He’d use one of them.” “Names,” I said, my patience thinning. She nodded slowly. “One of them is called Elric. He handles Darius’s remote estates. Isolated places, old hunting lodges, storage compounds, places no one thinks to check.” I memorized the name instantly. Kai stepped forward. “And what do you get out of this, Claire? Redemption?”

I hate how well he knows me. And I still literally know nothing about him. “Yes I am okay. You know what they say: new minute, new me.” “Literally no one in the history of this universe has ever said that.” He says as my mouth falls open at his words. “Soccerates said that right before he died!” I exclaim, confidently. “Socrates and no and no.” He replies calmly making me purse my lips. He sucks. “Odyssey said it.” “That’s a poem.”

A deep voice husked and her eyes shot straight to meet with jade green ones and she tensed up. The guy was now facing her as he lazily leaned against the slab. She was taken off-guard by his looks. He appears to be a complete replica of Rasmus. His height and build were the same, massive, and impressive as Rasmus, but this guy has jade green eyes, so cold and cruel. There was a tribal tattoo starting from the left of his neck and disappearing into his grey T which aligned with his muscular body like a second skin, she noticed the words tattooed on the knuckles of his left hand.

My heart clenches as I see him groping her ass as he deepens the kiss. 'Let me out, let me at her,' Kia hisses, 'I'll rip the bitch apart, I don't give a shit who sees.' He jerks back suddenly and starts to look around crazily. His eyes land on mine widening in fear, begging for forgiveness, but the damage has been done. I'm completely broken, standing there frozen, unable to move my legs. My body feels like it's on fire, the pain shooting through every limb. Do not cry, do not cry, you will not cry, you are the damn Beta of Liverpool, DO NOT CRY!

“Don’t let anyone hear this from you.” I pushed her hand away from me, “Why are you being so protective, stopping me from speaking?” “I’m stopping you from getting killed by her. She is the fated mate of Alpha Leonardo, and they are getting engaged today. Her name is Freya,” Daisy informed me about the last thing I expected to hear.

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Philip recognized the man, but not the lady, and he was surprised when the man saw him and approached him with the beautiful young lady. "Maestro felipe!" The man said with a smile as he shook hands with Philip. "It's nice to see you again, Dr. Mathew." Philip said with a smile. Dr. Mathew was a big man with medicated eyeglasses and white hair, he was definitely in his sixties perhaps a little older than his father, who was turning sixty. Dr. Mathew was a very intelligent man with a friendly personality and he occupied an important position in the CRUZ company.

I just searched frozen. She stopped by the dresser and ran her fingers along its edge. “You’re actually beautiful. That’s going to piss off more people than you think. Trust me, there were many bidding on you looking ugly. Some even said that you look like a troll.” I finally found my voice. “And you are…? I'm sorry, but I didn't expect you to come inside my room to just tell me that I looked. Well…” “Madeline,” she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Second daughter of Beta Reinhart. Technically ranked, practically ignored. I'm more of a subtle kind of woman. I choose to at least lighten the mood. I know that you might be having a hard time.”

she yelled after me. I walked into the kitchen to see Blake standing in front of the sink, his hands soapy up to his forearms as he dipped them back into the sink. He had on a tight white tee that showed off his rippling back muscles as he moved around the kitchen. My tongue darted out to wet my lips and I gulped at the sight. I stalked over to him, making sure to be quiet so he wouldn't notice and grabbed his ass, making him jerk in fright.

She further said, the beta of the pack had chosen it and not Arthur himself. “Beta? Who is this Beta?” I asked. “Oh the Beta?” she asked back with a shy giggle. “Yes, who is he?” “He is Dennis. He is the strongest of all in the pack...well after the Alpha and I think he is the most handsome of all werewolves...” she added dreamily. I could tell she was in love with Dennis with the way she spoke of him and the way her eyes glinted as she spoke.