Lester Averman Novels & Stories

She, too, was somewhere out there waiting to be found. “I don’t ask for monetary payments.” The man smirks. “I ask for favors.” At his words, I shoot Giddeon a look while he attempts to avoid my gaze. “What was that?” I hiss. “You heard me.” The man chuckles. “Let me properly introduce myself. I’m Lester Avery, the future alpha of Blue Spring. You see, I’m currently in a competition with my brother for the position of alpha, and having a few powerful connections could really help me. When the time comes for my brother and I to compete for the position, I’ll give you a call.”

Lester was visibly awestruck. Refusing to dwell on compliments, Marvin maintained his characteristic humility. “It is nothing extraordinary compared to the discoveries of other scientists, Mr. Lester. MR-25 is merely a single drop in the ocean. Nothing more.” Marvin had no desire to appear arrogant before anyone, especially in the presence of someone far more seasoned in operational matters like Mr. Lester.

However, his loyal crushes didn't even care about those comments. I avoided him in multiple ways. Until one night in the middle of the semester, I saw him. I was on my way to an integration event where the lower and upper semester guys were going to be together. I was dressed in a black skirt and black blouse. I had brown hair and brown eyes, my face looked round. I saw Jared leaning against a tree as if he was having difficulty walking. No one had seen him because everyone was busy at the mid-semester event. I decided to approach for the first time, I confirmed that it was Jared Ackerman, the most loved by the girls in college.

They started bickering and exchanging slick comments. I got my books out of my locker and slammed it so loud, it made them shut their mouths and turn to me. I showed them my brightest fake smile, "As much as I'd love to be in the middle of whatever this is, I've got to get going." I started walking away, "Thanks for the invite though Emma." "You're welcome, and it's Eva." she yelled after me. **

The mercenaries had just attacked hundreds of elite officers, yet they were utterly powerless against this one man! "Mr. Lester!" Levi called out excitedly. Everyone finally knew this man was the "Mr. Lester" that Levi had spoken of. They recalled their earlier skepticism about Frederick, and felt ashamed.

A flash of jealousy flickered in Julian’s eyes, quickly replaced by fear. Averil, who had been clinging to Julian, suddenly released his arm and stepped forward. "Mr. Carter, I wonder if you ever follow entertainment news? You must be far too busy, or else you wouldn’t have misunderstood us like this. "My name is Averil Wells, and I’m a dancer. The woman in your arms is my senior. She’s known for forging marriage certificates and signing fake contracts—she’s a repeat offender…" "You’re Averil Wells?" Noman cut her off coldly.

I did not trust Ramon, so I made the decision to confine him in the basement, ensuring he couldn't escape. Alex had informed me that Vera was inside the mansion, eager to engage in a conversation with me. She soon appeared, her eyes briefly assessing my exposed skin before diverting her gaze toward Ryan. She appeared much better compared to before, with a heartwarming smile gracing her lips, and her hands concealed behind her back. As I approached, she curtsied gracefully. “Alpha Hawthorne.“ She began to speak before meeting my gaze. I nodded in acknowledgment, and her smile brightened once more.

Sean asked as he stared at the screen. "I've transferred all the surveillance footage of this man, as well as all the surveillance videos before Trenton's accident. This man is Boris Lameer, 35 years old. He is a special-forces soldier in the United States and he possesses great strength. He once participated in the war at Aghane, and his whereabouts were unknown after retirement. He used to live in a very secret place. There was no monitoring, and it was estimated that he lived in the southeast corner.

Xavier: When she first mentioned the name, something in me went still. “Lorenzo D’Amaris,” Valerie said with a small, almost relieved smile, setting the file on the desk. “He’s interested in investing in the new firm. It’s all legitimate, I checked everything twice. He seems professional. I am still checking things out, but the idea of someone wanting to invest is making me happy.” I forced my expression to stay neutral even as my instincts sharpened. “D’Amaris?” I repeated, slowly. “Where’s he from?”

Never had I felt so much anger towards another singular person. I heard a muffled cry come from Ella. The pain and desperation in her voice was real and something you rarely heard from Ella Jones. "You know who I am, Martinez-" "I am well aware," he replied. "Leonardo Loren. The most ruthlessly terrifying man to ever live." "Then you'll be well aware of what I do to people that do things that anger me," Leo said. "And raping my Luna is top of that list." "You've got nothing on me, Loren. Even if you do find me, you're alone, outnumbered and we have guns," he said in an amused tone. "And relax, I'll ensure that she has fun. After all, it is the last thing she'll do before death."