Marpessa Dawn Eric Vander Novels & Stories

Plus he unexpectedly has a F******k account. Is he still alive somewhere? I browse his F******k profile. His name is Eric Peter Marcus. He resides in the same town. And he works in a coffee shop. He also plays the piano, which makes me think he is talented. And that’s it. I think he is a private type of person. What I learned about him is he lives nearby and he is a barista. There’s not much in here. Except there are some photos of him with an older woman and a little girl.

I swat his arm lightly which makes him laugh. “You didn’t have to come and check on me, Eric.” “I know, but I wanted to. You’re my best friend after all,” he grins. I beam up at him. Eric, Marcus, and I are all new editions to the pack, but Marcus isn’t new to being ranked. Eric and I are, so we’ve become very close since he joined. Eric is Vitali’s animai and the second Beta of the pack. He’s also now the pack counsellor, which apparently is someone who helps people with emotional and mental issues. He’s been helping me a lot with my trauma, and I can’t thank him enough.

Alpha Darren acted immediately after hearing the recording of Annabelle's conversation with Miranda. The first person he wanted to see and who he thought was the key witness was the one who was driving the boat. Alpha Darren knew Diana and George couldn't be driving the boat, so he believes someone is helping them. This was strengthened by Cedric's confirmation that there was indeed a member of the army who used to be a member of the Pack Delonix who then asked to become a member of Pack Kyne.

Mrs Ericson notices immediately. “How did you know about it?” Mrs Ericson asks, turning her sharp gaze on Dawn. “Well…” Dawn hesitates, instinctively looking up at Travis. “Wait a minute,” Travis says suddenly. “You all talk. I will be back.” Before anyone can object, he leans down and gently pecks Dawn’s cheek, the brief gesture grounding her. Then he turns and heads out of the room, his steps purposeful. Dawn takes a quiet breath, steadying herself. “We know Kayla,” she says carefully. “For a while. She is one of those people who work with Spring and my family.”

When they were all in the office, having waved at Draven and greeted him, he captured all their attention. "Everyone, I just wanted to introduce our new editor. His name is Eric, and he'll be working on the Cold Shoulder with me." Eric was not surprised when no other smiled at him, or waved at him, rather rolled their eyes. Draven smirked, "The deadlines for the chapter of Midnight Ravens is in four days, how is that coming along Jason?" "I'm almost done looking your chapter over, sir," a man named Jason said from the back. He had large glasses that sat on his crooked nose.

I tell Oliver as I pull all my energy and sprint across the grounds to where I knew she should be. It only takes me a few minutes to find them, I see her naked form collapsed in front of a building in a pool of blood. Eric is a few feet away from her in the same state, and Danni doesn’t look much better. He’s bleeding badly from a gash on his arm and many scratches. He looks fucking distraught as he hovers over her in a protective state.

I couldn't help but gape at him in surprise while he stared ahead at Erick. "Mate? I thought Esme is your mate," Erick commented, a sickly sweet smile plastered across his face. The fluttering in my stomach died down right then. "You shouldn't concern yourself with my personal affairs, Alpha Dawson," he asserted with an undertone of warning. His cold intimidating side was out. Dawson bowed slightly in submission. Disregarding his bow, Zavion turned towards me. His features softened.

Niyakap siya ni Raven. "Nanay Lucia, na-miss ko po kayo. Ang tagal ko nga pong hindi nakabisita rito," sabi niya. "Oo nga, Iho. Iyong si Theros kung hindi pa maaaksidente, hindi pa uuwi," sagot ng matanda. Napatingin siya sa akin kaya agad akong ngumiti. "Kumusta, Iha? Bisita ka ba ni Theros?" Tumango ako. "Ako po si Dawn. Nice to meet you po."

"These are his people. The ones who did the work." Brianna looked at the initials. She did not recognize them. "We need the full list," Dawson said. "The one with the real names." Marco shook his head. "Eric keeps that one. On his phone. In his head. He doesn't let anyone touch it." "Then we find a way to get it." Marco laughed. It was not a happy sound. "You want to steal from Eric Van Doren? Good luck." The meeting lasted an hour. Dawson asked questions. Marco answered. Brianna listened. She learned the names of men who had driven her father to his death, who had watched him walk into a room where his fate was decided, who had collected their payments and gone home to their families.

Though reluctant, Ferdinand wished the two safety in their journey. The morning after, Ferdinand marched at the Red Dragons' base with indignant face. He obviously forgot Farrah's reminder of not telling anyone about their whereabouts. “Twilight! Come out here and face me!” He shrieked, furious. He banged the door a few times before it was opened by the deputy captain, if Ferdinand wasn't wrong, her name's Grace. “Basic decency, knock properly, especially when it's early in the morning...” “I don't care!” Ferdinand cut her off, not intimidate. “Let your leader face me after feeding me lies!”