Mal And Ben Novels & Stories

She does, breathing hard, dirt streaked across her cheek. “Ben,” I call, raising my voice. “You’re up.” Mala blinks. “Wait—what?” Ben steps into the ring with a grin that should be illegal. He rolls his shoulders, cracks his neck, and throws her a wink that makes her scowl. “Oh, this’ll be fun,” he says, swaggering exaggeratedly. “You sure you’re ready for this, kid?” Mala bristles exactly like I knew she would. Perfect, my wolf purrs. Let her feel it. The doubt. The challenge.

I try to run forward towards Malcome, but Ben's arm wraps around me, holding my back against his chest. "Let me go!" I shout at him, spit flying from my lips with my scream. Malcome straightens his back, wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his suit with a smile on his face. His eyes lock with mine, and I struggle against Ben harder. "You killed him! You fucking monster!" The crack in my voice is evident, and I feel Ben's grip loosen for a small moment. It is enough to slide through his grasp. In an instant, I am in Malcome's face, hands wrapped in the collar of his shirt. The growl that rumbles out isn't mine, but I recognize it as Ben. He is telling Malcome not to fight back, and for some r

He then asks Jack. “Well, you see. You were her husband but I am her brother. Meet Mallory Bastien Hilston.” “I really am Mallory? Not Malia? And I am married? Why the hell did you keep this from me?!” Mal angrily shouts and walked out of the room and locked herself inside her room. Ben followed her and kept on knocking the door. “Mal, please. We only wanted what’s best for you. We didn’t want you to remember that horrible past. When you technically died, Jack was devastated to receive the news, it was a miracle you survive. We only did what we thought was best for you.” Ben kept explaining.

Elizabeth said as she looked at her nails “It wasn't a big deal either...” “Because the elevator started to move...” “You think we would have reached to something else there? Ha! Don´t make me laugh...” “I'm running the security in this building, Mills. I've seen you and Paul in action. Although.” He continued saying to everyone's astonishment “I have to admit that I have that video just for me...” “You are a fucking, dirty, sick sadist!” Elizabeth was all over him, but I acted quickly and can stop taking her by the waist “Let me go, Mark! I kill him! I swear I will!”

she said, slipping into an oversized hoodie. “I didn’t know you owned a hoodie,” Maloi said. “I don’t,” Benita replied. “It’s Cillian’s.” Maloi paused, narrowing her eyes. “So there’s something between you two?” Benita scoffed. “No. It’s strictly strategic. We have a contract. The whole thing ends if there’s anything… else.” Maloi’s brows furrowed but she didn’t say anything. “Will one bottle be enough?” Benita chimed, “I need at least two to get through the night.“

It's not as big as the old Nightfall Pack, but I appreciate the loyalty of my new pack members. "So, our Alpha has a new hobby, huh?" joked Ben, making me realize I was daydreaming. "What?" I glared at Ben. "Daydreaming." A corner of Ben's lips lifted. "Something on your mind, Alpha?" he asked later. "I've got too many things on my mind," I said, sitting on the couch, Ben following me. "Do you have children yet?" I asked, changing the subject. Ben replied, "No! Mala has problems with her uterus. We won't be able to have children."

Benjamin asked coldly. Malcolm looked at him angrily and said, "As Amanda's husband, you failed to protect her. If Gilbert hadn't arrived in time, do you know what the consequences would be right now?" "You are..." Benjamin confirmed that he did not know the two men in front of him. "I am Amanda's father, Malcolm," Malcolm introduced himself coldly. Benjamin: "..." This is Malcolm, the one who disappeared twenty years ago! He did bear a slight resemblance to Vincent. "You... why..."

Ben says before his eyes went back to the screen, he had a look of seriousness as he did what he was doing which was to calculate the amount of money they earned each day and give account of it to the Manager "Your shift will be ending soon, when's your boyfriend coming?" Mia asks Ben, Yeah Ben was Gay, he likes Men, he only saw Mia as a little sister since he was 2 years older "Shane said he's gonna come pick me up by 5-ish" Ben says, his eyes not wavering from the Computer Mia nods her head looking extremely bored < > Carl eyes were focused on his laptop when someone barges in, he didn't bother to look up since he already knew who Barged In, the only person who could talk to him without fe

“Dame this stupid addictive game. Pfffft. Oh, heya Ash.” “Um… heyyyy…” I answer hesitantly. “What’s… what are you guys doing?” “Chillin’”, Ben says nonchalantly, like that explains it all. “And beating Al’s high score on Rage 2.” “I think you mean trying to beat my score,” Alastaire says pointedly. “And failing.” “Whatevs,” Ben grunts “It’s my stupid phone. It’s been spazzing out on me recently.” “Cry me a river,” Alastaire says coolly. “Anyway, move up Benji. Make space for Cupcake.”

I want to get a piece of paper and start a five-point action plan for Ben to manage Lorcan more effectively, but that’s not exactly sexy honeymoon talk. “Tell me,” I say instead, my voice gentle and coaxing. “Where did you go when you went AWOL?” “You really want to know?” Ben gives me a curious, wry smile. “Not my finest moment.” “Tell me.” “I went to have lessons in comedy from Malcolm Robinson.” “Malcolm Robinson?” I stare at him. “For real?” I love Malcolm Robinson. He’s hilarious. He used to have this brilliant sketch show, and once I saw him live at Edinburgh.