Looking Snatched Novels & Stories

I didn’t say anything and just sipped my tea. Fynn’s POV The crow landed near my office window, but I was feeling physically so damn sick that I almost missed him. The note tied around his leg was hard to read. I didn’t recognize the handwritten to be that of our spy. “They are going to marry her off as a concubine!” It felt as if someone had stabbed me right in the heart. I made it out just in time as my wolf pushed through and we shifted, howling in pain. I was seeing red and all I could think about was getting over that wall and finding my mate!

She looks almost dreamily at nothing in particular and now I am definitely worried. “GURRRRLLLL! You got it this bad after one day. Don’t get me wrong he is Drop Dead Gorg…. Oh sht! It’s him isn’t it. The one from the park. The one you stare at when he’s walking his dog! Fuck me, I might start running in the mornings if thats the kind of eye candy you get to oggle!” Ally is laughing again and even I can’t stifle my giggle. That’s Ally, a positive force in a negative situation. “Ally!” Liv is now almost purple with embarrassment. “I told you that was a secret!”

They snapped photos every time someone in scrubs or a suit came through the doors, hungry for a shot that looked like scandal. “Vultures,” she muttered. Her phone buzzed. Unknown number. The attached image preview was small, but her chest recognized it before her mind did. Luna. At the park. On the swing. Hair flying, mouth open in a laugh. Taken from a distance, fence bars slightly in frame. Caption: *Nice pup. Shame if the wrong eyes see her.* Lyra’s vision tunneled. Her chest went tight, not with heat this time, but with something colder, sharper.

"Come here…" Everyone quietened down at once as they turned to look at me. I glanced at Mr. Jefferson before slowly making my way over. I crouched down beside him, and he reached out, grabbing me by the wrist in a surprisingly strong grip. I frowned slightly. Then, he winked at me. I was taken aback. He let go of me before looking at the other students. "Call the police… C-Call the police… Don't let him get away…" Mr. Jefferson spoke a little louder toward the end, and everyone immediately exclaimed, "Yes, we have to call the police!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, several uniformed pack members flooded into the room. The man standing behind them adjusted his expensive-looking suit and spoke in a low, stern voice. "What's going on here? Aria, as my secretary, your behavior reflects on me! I don't want to see this kind of chaos again!" I stared at the man before me and forced an elegant smile. "Alpha Leo, hello." Looking at Leo, I nodded with satisfaction. I had to admit Leo was the kind of Alpha females fantasized about. He was handsome and powerfully built, with the commanding presence that turned heads wherever he went.

Something with an edge. "What kind of lead?" Dante asked. "Security footage from a gas station three miles from the Moretti estate," Marco said. "Day of the wedding. A man matching the description we've been circulating. Missing left eye. Moving stiffly like he has injuries. Purchased supplies that match what a sniper would need." Dante stood up. "Show me," he said. Marco pulled up the footage on Dante's computer. The image was grainy but clear enough. A man in a baseball cap, wearing sunglasses despite the time of day. Moving carefully. Favoring his left side. Bandages visible under his sleeve despite the heat.

I can’t seem to stop my hands from claiming a piece of him whenever he’s within reach. “Incredible,” Selene says, watching us with a sharp, assessing look. “Seeing you two out here in the light? Yeah. The power dynamic is terrifying.” Luka rolls his eyes against my shoulder, but he doesn't pull away from my grip. “Hold that posture for five seconds,” Selene orders, pulling a small scrying crystal from her satchel. It hums with blue energy. “Let me capture this for the territory feeds. Look like you’re ready to knot him right here on the grass. Perfect!”

She struggled but she was so tiny compared to the huge men trying to grab her. I clenched my fists so hard I felt claws threaten my palms. “They took her,” I whispered, barely able to breathe. The footage showed the SUV speeding off. “License plate?” Marcus asked. “Blurry,” Leon replied. “They covered it.” Smart. Professional. Whoever took her wasn’t sloppy. Which made it worse. The manager, pale faced, muttered, “I.. I’m so sorry, Mr. Black.” I ignored him and ran outside. Her scent still lingered faintly. But something else caught my eye, something near the pavement.

I want your help,' Alpha Female Sicily Sniders murmured. Alpha Female Sicilian Sniders' eyes began to darken, her body no longer able to bear the pain caused by the blue gem. "Honey, I'm coming!" The heavy and longed-for voice she finally managed to hear before her eyes closed.

Hunter snarked back. “Oops, oh my God, I almost could not recognize you, thanks to your redhead that gave me the hint I needed to know. My lady, you look jaw-dropping, wow, I think you're a fallen angel,” He commented, I rolled my eyes at his ancient antics, the only reason why he would give me such a compliment was if he was trying to rile my husband up, and the low loud grumble I heard marked Scorpion’s attempt successful.