Last Hour Of Gann Novels & Stories

I styled my hair to leave the silver crescent visible, a deliberate statement that would fuel whispers already spreading through the pack. "The security team is in position," Kane's voice came through the communication device concealed in my pendant. "Remember your extraction signals if things go wrong." "I remember," I assured him, drawing comfort from his steady presence even at a distance. "Any unusual activity?" "Nothing yet, but stay alert. Giana disappeared for nearly an hour before dawn. We couldn't track her movements." That information sent a chill through me. What had she been preparing? A messenger arrived with a summons from Raymond—a pre-ceremony meeting with elders and council

"Today? Oh my goodness. I totally forgot about it. What time is it? "5:30pm. You've got an hour to get ready, if you can be fast and smart enough to use the time" "An hour? That's such a limited time. You should have woken me up earlier. Damn it" Arianna got out of her bed and dashed into the bathroom to freshen up while Gavin continued his process of getting ready for the dinner. Arianna finished up early and returned back to room. She started off with her makeup. Gavin who was done getting ready stayed back and watched Arianna get ready.

“Someone paid her last night to distract you.” “The guy driving a blue Camaro?” “That’s where it gets interesting.” He rubbed the pad of his thumb over his stubble. “Blue Camaro guy is your guy at the cafe.” “Fucking knew it.” I wanted to punch my fist in the air. My gut had always been right. Every damn time. Adelar Garnier, fifty-eight years old, Chairman of Garnier Trading - a company that ships mineral fuels to Asia - a widower with two sons, Adan and Albert. He retired about five years ago, letting his sons manage his company.

Hannah said as Rev laughed loudly. “Well Hannah since you’re now one of the guys, why don’t you be the judge of who’s is bigger,” Jasper said and Hannah had to physically stand in front of Rev as he gave him a pointed look. “What the fuck Jasper,” I said. “Whoa Rev calm down, I didn’t mean it like that!” Jasper said carefully. “We have another hour before the auction ends, let’s get ready so that we can grab what we need to go as soon as Timothy has the locations for us,” I said and stood up.

All my certainty from before suddenly turned into a blade aimed at my own chest. I fled the courtyard in humiliation, heading for the peach grove in the back—my favorite spot, where I'd hoped to find some small comfort. Instead, I found the servants swinging shovels, hacking at the roots of the peach trees. One worker, hesitating with a saw in hand, asked uncertainly, "Did Mr. Hartwell really order this? I remember—he had these trees shipped all the way from Sovelle City ten years ago, just to make Madam Elena happy."

His words weren't. "She is. But Jared's my son too. The night before our wedding, Daphne came to see me. We drank too much and screwed up. You and Ellie already have money and status. You should be more understanding." Cold sweat drenched my back. A sharp ringing filled my ears. Ellie collapsing from a heart attack kept flashing through my head. Over and over. Slowly, I lowered the hoe. My legs felt like concrete as I stepped aside. Jared instantly lit up. "Yay! That old lady finally moved out so Goldie can have the spot!"

They still had work to do before they could rest for the night. Later that evening, Gage and Gannon returned to their brightly painted hotel room. Gage shifted aside a basket of fruit and sat at the small wooden table before powering up his laptop. It only took him a minute to access the file Martin had sent. Yawning, he began to scroll through the history before pausing. Gage read over every detail before leaning closer. Gannon emerged from the bathroom in a pair of board shorts and pulled open the fridge. “My shoulders are killing me. Those lateral plank walks and Hindu push-ups are insane.”

This was the second compliment he gave me on my beauty. "I have a fated mate." "We all do. But I don't see him with you right now. No harm in talking," he winked. He kind of reminded me of Ceasar, which was nice. "So how long till we get to your pack? Is it far?" "Oh yeah, about a four hour drive. Just take in the scenery. Do you mind if I play some music?" "Go ahead."

"That's nothing. Listen to my insane story first." "DM'd you. Spill it! I wanna hear how wild it is." The clock indicated that it was already 11:00 pm. Giselle ended the stream an hour earlier than usual. She'd done three back-to-back analyses and knew that if she kept talking, she'd lose her voice by tomorrow. "Madam, you're slacking!" "You usually stream until midnight! Ending an hour early? Ugh, Madam! You're breaking the code!"

Lucy had prepared a lot and he didn't want her effort to be in vain. I looked at the clock in the dinning room again and it read 9:15pm. Alexander was really rude to keep his family waiting when he knew he was going to delay. "For you birthday, Christian." Gabrielle started after gulping down water from her glass. "Your mother and I have chosen a perfect venue for it." Christian offered her a smile and loked at his wrist watch again for the hundredth time. "Thank you for all you do Gabby, I'm very grateful."