Lmk Red Son Novels & Stories

Esther asked, "What happened? How did he end up in a car accident?" "We were on our way to the office when a cat ran into the road. Jon was trying to protect me and ended up suffering worse injuries." The moment he heard that, William grabbed me by the collar and roared, "What did you say? How could you let Jon get hurt protecting you?" I looked at him, expressionless. "Jon is my son. Isn't it normal for a son to protect his father?" "Sean Barkley, let me make one thing clear. Jon is the only son of the Small family. If anything happens to him, I won't let you—"

🎶 Capri got in the shower singing this - Keri Hilson song. Then.. 🎶 I should have lied, I should have cheated, Baby I should have went out to the club, Oh baby I, I should have played you Cause you don’t appreciate me. Ohhhhhh 🎶 - Keisha Cole 🎶 I can’t believe I believe everything we had would last, so young and naïve of me to think she was from your past, can’t believe I fell for your schemes. I am so smarter than that. I wasss wronggggg🎶

“Yes, I mean Roman Sinclair Sr. You killed him and his two sons seven years ago during a turf war. Remember we never found the last son because he was aboard and then he went off grid after that.” That fucking bastard. Now, he's back as Mark Luxembourg. And I'm very sure he didn't come back to America because he missed McDonald's.

She was anything but my mother or was everyone like this. I had lost the belief in mates, something so profound and pure was being tainted by these sickening people. ‘Hey red head’ the Alpha’s son Lucas Red walked up to me. He was another pain in the ass, always finding reasons to bully me. ‘Aren’t you one too’ I replied, and he got irritated. He had red hair, not as beautiful as mine, but you could pass maroon as red, which always ticked him off when I said that. He was older than me by 10 years, but he was still an immature brat.

"Are you going to still disrespect her as you have been doing for the past few months by sleeping around with ungodly women who look like whores?" The Lycan king laughed out loudly as he looked at the courage in the eyes of his son. I could sense that the Lycan King was thinking of how he was going to respond to his son. I could sense the tension going on between the two of them. I could sense all the feeling as I stood in one spot, wondering when I would be told to go back home.

He asks, shock evident in his voice. I let out a deep breath. “Simon just know that I do. Don’t ever question me again. Anyways, you can remorse about Miller leaving after you send me the picture and description. Remember two minutes.” I say ending the call. Within two minutes I have Miller’s picture with me. According to Simon he’s a 5ft 6 inch Caucasian male in his late twenties who weighs about 205 pounds. He has dark brown eyes and dirty blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail. He has a tattoo of a bird on the inside of his right middle finger and his full name is Joshua Miller.

"I'm the son of Dahok Ocean, chief of Sage Lake Sect. You can call me Maron." Then, rubbing his brow, he sighed. "Oh, Frank… I don't know how you killed Bocek and Quinn, but you've really done it now. Did you think that the Sage Lake Sect wouldn't come after that?"

I intentionally provoked Aidan. "Why should I be scared?" Aidan slammed his hand on the desk. "Let's go now. Whoever doesn't follow is a coward." We marched to Martin's ward in full force. As soon as we opened the door, we heard the voice of Martin's mother, Camila Lowell. "It's all your fault! If you hadn't done that to Scarlett, she wouldn't be in this mess!" The bed was still piled with masks and equipment. We all swarmed inside, startling both of them.

“Maestro! What are you doing here?” His lips curled into a smile, his eyes fixed on mine. He placed both hands calmly on the desk. “My name is Eric Redwood…son of late Alpha Damien Redwood and present Alpha of the Redwood pack.” “Huh!” I exclaimed.

"It's over." I nodded. The nightmares from my previous life and everything else that was tied to Corbin had finally and completely come to an end. … The sun on our wedding day was impossibly bright. I stood before the mirror adjusting my tie, and for a moment, it felt as though I were looking at someone from another lifetime. Dad pushed the door open. His eyes were rimmed with red, though he was doing his best to hold a smile. "Look at you, son. All grown up."