Michael Corvin Novels & Stories

"The licensing office that, until four years ago, was administered by a man named Corvin. Who is currently Lord Carver's personal secretary." Kael was very still. "Tell me everything you know about Corvin." --- He spent three days pulling threads. He did it quietly, through the mechanisms available to a crown prince who had legitimate authority over multiple palace departments and could request records without it looking like an investigation. Supply chain audits. Property registration reviews. Financial irregularity assessments in the merchant licensing system. The kind of routine administrative work that produced enormous amounts of paper and attracted almost no attention because it was bo

"I don't know, maybe ...prove he really needs a bodyguard?" "Killian? he doesn't need anyone?" "Oh, come on, there has to be...." The moment the words left Flynn's mouth, Michael looked up at the TV, placed just above the billiard's table and froze, his hand with his glass mid air. "Mike?" Flynn followed his eyes towards the screen. "Yeah, that's the new mayor. People kind of like him, he’s probably the only one who’s not corrupted yet, or... “ “This person right over there is the mayor?"

The man was ten times stronger than we were, and being a Lycan, he had the advantage of shifting as he pleased and when he pleased; however, we were not going to sit back and allow him to do that because we believed that we couldn’t take him. “Caterina?” I heard a man say from behind me, grabbing my arm, stopping me. Both Nathan and I stopped, frowning at his sight. His eyes studied my expression carefully for a second before letting my hand go “my apologies, I thought that you were someone else” “I noticed” I said, glaring at the man. He looked at Nathan before extending his hand for him to shake “my apologies, I haven’t introduced myself, Alexander Grimaldi, son of Elijah and Sofia Grimald

I muttered, pulling off my helmet. The door opened before I knocked. Corvin stood there barefoot, gray hair tied back, leather vest hanging open over skin inked with symbols I didn’t recognize and didn’t like. His eyes—sharp, bright, too knowing—flicked over me. “Took you long enough, Alpha,” he said. “Moon’s been screaming for days.” I scowled. “You could’ve sent a memo.” He snorted and stepped aside. “Come in before the forest decides you’re rude.”

Conor didn’t look happy as he was speaking to the man. I turned back to Bart and Joanne to ask who Conor was speaking to. “That’s Michael. He is Conor’s younger brother and second in line to the Zargan Crown. Whatever you do, make sure to never catch yourself alone with him Karen. He is extremely dangerous. He is on par with King Zachary when it comes to being vicious and cruel. He won't hesitate to hurt you.” Bart explained seriously. “He is perfectly fine hurting anyone he wants.” That’s terrifying.

“What do you mean?” “About 2 years after she had visited, we were invited to attend an Alpha crowning ceremony at the Red Stone pack. It was a small pack just a few hours away and unless there is a good reason an Alpha never refuses to go so I went with Tony, Cole, Ryan, my brothers, and several guards. Anyway, at the ceremony Tony met his mate Opal. She was so small and reminded me of a pixie fairy, the kind you see in children’s cartoons and Tony was instantly in love so much so that they mated and marked that very night. Since Tony had met his mate and she was the now Alpha's sister we were invited to stay the night and I knew Tony wanted to so we all stayed, there’s no way we would have

Lyra's POV His name was Corvin. Soren found that out within an hour of Thorian's call and what he found alongside the name was considerably more unsettling than the name itself. Corvin had been on the council's investigative division for three years. He had been placed there by Aldric before Aldric's removal. He had survived Aldric's fall by being careful enough and peripheral enough to escape the formal censure. And for the past four months he had been filing quiet internal reports about the Hybrid Alliance that were technically within his council mandate and practically speaking were building a case for something.

Adrian calmly said, "There’s no need for such formality." Michael raised his head to look at Adrian, his eyes filled with respect. "I am Michael Wagner, the second prince of Ciawales. Sir Adrian, your kindness toward my sister makes me feel deeply guilty. As her brother, I failed to protect her." He spoke with a sense of regret, knowing that he hadn’t been able to protect Renee as he should have.

His surprise was evident, but he accepted it with a gentle nod, savouring the sweetness of the moment. In that simple exchange, a silent understanding passed between them, a quiet acknowledgment of their growing bond and the depth of their connection. And as they shared the chocolates, each bite was infused with a sweetness that went beyond the confection itself, a symbol of their newfound love and the promise of a future filled with happiness and joy. *** Later, Donovan began to drive them back to the fraternity house. "Boma, your dad called. Permanent Secretaries have been appointed. Your dad is among and the swearing in ceremony is on Monday. There will be a dinner party in the evening. W