Lawless Ones Novels & Stories

I added, and we just shook hands again for the last time then I at once turned my head back and started to walk. I am Wayne Ferrer; I am one of the best lawyers in the country. It's not about bragging because I'm just telling the truth. Truth is my second name! My name is very well-known on this field, that's not surprising. They called me 'Lawyer of No-Failed-Cases'... I don't think I need to explain to you about that, right. Because ever since I started defending my clients inside the court, I haven’t lost any of my case. They trust me enough reason I already built my firm. The WHF Law Firm.

“That is against the law. People already call me a lawless alpha. I can’t show up and start destroying things. That would be against everything that I’m trying to change.” But then he held my face steady. “Alpha, look around you. It’s already a lawless state. We leave these people and they will go to another pack. We destroy them here. We end their entire career. We can take down their ringmaster and whoever is under his care, whoever is paying to do dirty work for him, or whoever is paying him.

"You asked them to kneel while you cart away what belongs to them. Interesting! But let me tell you what is more interesting right now, you can't even escape even if you wanted to. As you know, Ascot is a small town and each corner has a warrior standing there. Look around you." It was at this moment that they saw that the Pack members that I came with were no longer behind me. All except for the young lad. They separated themselves and went to stand in different directions just in case the bandits attempted to run away. "This is already a lost battle for you people and I am sure that you are aware of the general rule that binds all Werewolf kingdoms together. According to the inveterate law

3 feet tall body that clearly shout out *I go to the gym every fucking day* in front of me like a fucking wall. As he stands in front of me, I shudder and gulp, I could feel cold sweats oozing from my skin pores, because the Stephen Brown in front of me now, isn’t the angelic cupid from before, he’s now like an angry mob who had his girlfriend stolen from him. He’s only cupid in front of Lisa, he’s a bouncer to everyone else! “Hey! You are the one who wants to steal Lisa from me. RIGHT?!” Stephen growls.

He advanced, his growl deep and menacing, each step bringing him closer to his target. The enemy wolves that stood between Lawrence and their leader hesitated for only a moment. The primal fear of facing an Alpha like Lawrence flickered in their eyes, but they pressed on, driven by loyalty or perhaps by desperation to prove their worth. Yet, one by one, they fell. Some managed to get close enough to snap their jaws at him, but none could land a blow. Lawrence’s strength was too great, his speed too fast. He was an unstoppable force, and his enemies were nothing more than obstacles in his path.

“What do you want?” He stopped a step away, close enough that she could see the faint shadow of stubble along his jaw, close enough to feel the weight of his attention pressing down on her. “I want you to understand the rules,” Lawson said calmly. “There are only two.” Her heart hammered. “Rule one,” he continued. “You do not embarrass me.” She laughed bitterly. “By existing?” “By forgetting who you belong to.” Anger flared hot and sharp. “I don’t belong to you.”

The king wished for her death ever since that night. Leanunya was young; she was only ten at the time. But she knew everyone would try to kill her if she took her cloak off. She was an outlaw, her people the Cattagon had been banned. The king had given the order to kill any and all hybrids. Leanunya was a hybrid; she was a Cattagon. Her people were a mix of Cattrina and dracion. She was wanted dead already at the age of ten just because of what she was born as. But she was going to do something that would make her the most wanted criminal in the land of Huskarian.

“You have no power here, father.” Lawler states. “I do, the law states.” He begins, and it is now our turn to laugh. “Oh no, the law does not state anything of the sort any longer.” Lawler turns to me and asks for me to join him. “This is our Kingdom, and when I say ours, I mean all of the people who reside here, their families, the creatures, the animals we yet to understand, our family, and us. You cannot claim anything here unless you wish to have your old quilt that was on the bed, it smells like you, and no one likes it.” He states. “How did you change the law?” His father demands to know. “Why does it matter?” “Laws cannot be changed within a Kingdom.” “Oh, but they can. We have done i

The First One sat on the beach and stared at the violent waves of the ocean as he deliberated. The killings had stopped but not for long. Officer Muhammad and Maryam must die in order to protect his real identity. The trip to Lagos had been taken for the main purpose of relaxing and approaching matters from a psychological point because where violence fails, logic is born. It had not been easy approaching the men running things at work and asking for some few days off but the greatest weapon in The First One arsenal was the power of persuasion.

“No. She's on her own. I don't want to be a killjoy.” “Did you just refuse?” Liv gasped and Maddie tuts her mouth. “Girls, let me handle this.” She leaned closer and smirked. “Puppet, you know what you did earlier. You violated the law. You spilled the milk on your body instead of Olive's. But I chose to let you go. For doing that, head over to her table and I want you to flip her tray over.” I sulked, oversensitive. “Maddie, please.” I was already feeling burned out.