Luthor Harkon นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He placed it on the side table and stood behind me, his hands resting on my shoulders. "The Librarian has been processed," he said softly. "His real name was Alistair Thorne. He was the silent partner in nearly every major criminal enterprise for the last forty years. Sarah is currently turning his private servers inside out. The information she’s finding... it’s going to change everything, Eve." "I don't care about changing the world anymore, Lucian," I said, leaning my head back against him. "I just want to change our world. I want to know that when Leo grows up, he won't have to look over his shoulder."

- Loki said. One of her boyfriends, they were talking, in their spare time, Mr. Kit Harrington was one of Ragnar Delphos' professors, businessman, psychopath, serial killer, as well as a professor, he was an occasional boyfriend, her personal psychologist, as well as a psychiatrist. from one of the clinics he finances and sends funds to, he spent most of his life practicing medicine, but he had problems, psychological, that he was facing moments of depression, in addition to his own demons.

“Trial by combat or not, she’s unranked, she’s female, and she’s—” “Alive,” Rook interrupts, his voice lazy but with that edge that says he’s picturing how Harkon’s throat would look torn out. “While Draevor’s very, very dead. So I’d say she took it just fine.” I sit up slowly, careful not to wake Mira, and the room goes quiet. There are eight people in here that shouldn’t be. Harkon and two other betas from Draevor’s pack, the High Priestess Mavera looking like she aged ten years overnight, Silas lounging on the windowsill with his staff across his knees, Theo by the door with his head tilted toward me, and Kain standing at the map table with blood still under his fingernails. Rook is the o

“Aside from my assistant, you're the only person I know that engages me and takes back. If I'm going to be taking a Luna, however temporary, I need someone who's smart and can contribute to my home… even if it means going against me sometimes.” My throat went dry at his speech as it eradicated any negative thoughts that night be residing at the back of my mind. “So…do we have a deal?” He asked again, his eyes sharp. This time, I didn't hesitate to answer. “Yes. Yes, I will be your Luna.” A few seconds had barely passed after I agreed when the door opened and a tall, lanky man with shrewd eyes and shaggy hair confidently strolled in, stopping short when he spotted me and the Lycan King.

Clark nods frantically through the pain. "Yes. Lana is off-limits." The uneasy truce lasts until Rodolpho is called away on his first major international assignment with Lex Luthor, the Supreme Don of the Luthor Empire. They deploy to a hostile sector in Eastern Dragon Territory, accompanied by seven elite syndicate soldiers.

Standing at the front of the keep were three figures: Kaelen's inner circle. Commander Harken: A giant of a man with a scarred face and a beard white as the frost. He looked at me as if I were a weak link in a chain. Lady Isolde: Kaelen’s cousin and the fortress’s strategist. She was beautiful in a sharp, lethal way, her hand resting habitually on a crossbow at her hip. Brother Silas: A blind monk with silver-wrapped eyes, who served as the Duke’s healer and advisor.

He directed his speech to the doctor and ran out to that suspicious tunnel And he is bare-chested..sweat fills his chest and..muscles He entered quickly without caring. The tunnel or dungeon was very deep, behind him were the guards and men of the herd of Ultm - his Mate 's flock - " Alpha". Harry shrieked running toward a deeply fainted man, with many, many men near him, some of them dead - some dead - and others breathing hard, just like Jack. Zayn's gaze shook, cautiously looking at the place , "Harry let him go," ordering him and the rest of his pack to oppose him .

Because this wasn’t supposed to happen to me. This was supposed to happen to Lucian. Not me. Never me. My phone rang again. I almost ignored it. Then I saw the name. Hart. Again. I answered immediately. “Hart—” “I want Lucian Dhark dead.” His voice was calm. Dangerously calm. Every instinct I possessed immediately sharpened. Hart Sullivan was many things— I knew that better than anyone. But calm? Calm was never a good sign. The man had watched every second of the conference.

Then, he's leading me deeper into the pack house, a house I used to know like the lines of my palm but not anymore. He stops at a door and pulls the door open. He peeks inside before stepping out. “He's not here.” “To the next place.” I say. He nods and takes another route. A frown settles on my face because I kind of still recognise this place. “Isn't this the beta's quarter?” “It is milady. Luna Claire is Beta Carter's daughter. She'd been abroad since she was young.” I see. Maybe I always saw. I just didn't want to believe it.