Mary Argy Novels & Stories

Tomas didn't even dare to breathe heavily. "Do you know where you are?" Nina asked impassively. Tomas was stumped. He didn't dare to answer the question, because he would die as soon as he said the answer! He had to stall for time. If he could get five minutes of time, his mentor would be able to rush over. Perhaps he would have a chance of surviving. "Miss, Mr. Argento is a friendly representative from the martial arts community of Yutaria. He is under protection while he is in Dramon. If it causes any diplomatic difficulties, it will cause a disaster!"

I say clearly as he looks at me confused once again. "Are you sure? But She is now our mate! We can not just do that we will die too!." Argo spoke to himself like a mad man and began to walk away from me which made me relieved that I was not the subject to his anger at this moment. As he talked to himself I watched what Cherry was doing, she seemed distracted as I looked down to see who was nearest me.

Talking about taking someone such as him down; he's probably laughing. But he stood up for me...He climbed on stage and potentially saved my ass. Sure, I can look after myself, but I don't want my slowly thinning amount of followers to get any less, by watching me fight against a protestor. It will diminish any respect that I've gained from them. "Which Alpha?" Adrian questioned, eyes wide with shock, as he can't possibly believe what I am saying. Closing my eyes, I remember exactly how he looked, as if the image of him has been imprinted in my mind.

He said, his rich baritone echoed through the microphone, dripping with a lethal, polite sarcasm. "However, since tonight is truly about the foundation, the Argos Empire would like to officially donate ten million dollars to the National Children's Hospital Fund…” His eyes met mine as his lips curved slightly. “...Under the name of my beautiful wife, Eloise Ricardo.” Holy shit!

“They’re not just after you anymore. They want to ruin me.” Arga knelt beside her, taking her cold hands in his. “Listen to me. You didn’t do anything wrong. I’ll fix this, I swear.” Her lips quivered. “But what if fixing it means losing you?” Arga looked at her for a long moment, his gaze firm. “Then I’ll lose everything else first.” --- Meanwhile, in a private dining room at an elite club, Mrs. Wiratama sipped her tea calmly while her assistant scrolled through her tablet.

Securing the Lycan chairmanship position was of utmost importance, and I couldn’t let anything jeopardize that—even if it meant enduring those insults thrown at Olivia. I believed she too would endure, I thought. “Coward,” Argon growled. But I ignored him. He was a beast after all, I thought. “You are the beast—a self-centered and foolish beast. No… a fucking coward monster,” Argon flared up, raining curses on me. I stood there on the podium, mute and numb. It had been a while since I had seen Argon this furious. The last time was when my first love died. Fuck…

Nikau asked, a little surprised. "Mama was being vague a few months back," Arga said, a mischievous grin spreading. "She definitely didn't mention you were—" he gestured up and down Nikau's entire athletic frame, "—like this.” "AR!" I nearly shrieked. "What? It's all good, mother." Arga casually planted himself on a bar stool, in no hurry whatsoever to leave the room, studying Nikau with an interest that leaned much more toward curiosity than a son's anger. "So you're the one who finally got Mama dating again?”

Ravens pov Man that was the hottest thing I have ever seen, not to mention the beauty of the woman in front of me, I have been around a lot of gorgeous woman in my life and even fucked a lot of them but none of them came close to this woman. She just turned around like nothing happened and sat down to put her knee high black boots on, like it was the most natural thing to happen. The same guards as before came in again and just shook their heads at the rouge, showing no signs of sympathy for the man dying on the cell floor. "Now how did we know that was going to happen" he chuckled and ordered one of the other guards to take the rouge out of the dungeon, he waited until the hallway was clear

I watched as the woman walked out of the office, knowing that she was dismissed, before I got up from my chair. The fact that Renata saw me bringing her here was not something that she liked. She didn’t need to say a word about it, but I could tell by the anger that I saw in her eyes that it was something that she wanted to fight me against. And that was something that I knew to straighten with her. The last thing that we needed was an argument or fights, and knowing my woman, she wasn’t going to let things go without making a fight.

He wraps his arms around my neck and deepens the kiss. Someone tugs on my pants, and I look down and smile at my kids. Mary is two years old and is just like her daddy. She's blonde with blue eyes and a beautiful smile. She holds her brother's hand, Noa, who looks like me, with his black hair and big light green eyes. I take them both in my arms and drape them over my shoulders. Angel kisses me softly on the lips and walks away from me, letting big white wings sprout from her back, - Angel?