Mxb Novels & Stories

Malachi and Levi drove to the Council ranch in silence. Levi had spent two full days silencing the Mexican cartel in Anaheim, making sure there would be no blow back to Kai. The Council’s ranch, in Montana, was located on Bitterroot Lake. It was built on the river with groves of trees flanking the house. It had wide open spaces, and it was quiet. The Council held meetings there, and once or twice, they’d invited future Council Alphas to the ranch.

Tommaso scanned another page, his lips twitching at the edges. "What are we looking at here?" Marco squinted, muttering under his breath as his sausage fingers left grease stains on the paper. “These are communication records,” I said. “Between Sasha and the Volkov Bratva. He has been negotiating behind your backs. Promising them ports, arms routes, even territory. All while you’ve been loyal.” Marco’s face reddened. “Why would he—”

"Hey, I know that place. That's the Eagle Complex on the Eastern Seaboard Range." Jack nodded. Alex spun around on the desk so that she faced Jack, then turned her head to get a better look at the screen. "There. That is a weak point." She tapped the screen with a nail. "What about this camera?" "It's blocked by a filing cabinet. If you come in this direction it's a blind spot that will let you get underneath and then you can go through this door here." "Hmm..." He flipped back to the report he was writing and tapped the keys one at a time with an index finger.

d-da dagger " i stutter, "Ahhhh cant the bitty baby handle anything bigger" Shannon taunts in a baby voice making me angry "an guess what baba baby when iv whipped your arse raw infront of everyone, when your bleeding all over the floor and Luke is so discusted with you that he rejects you, well then im gonna give you your last big humiliation, as your Luna i will reject you from the pack, ill banish you and make you leave naked and bleeding infront of everyone, so they can see hoe useless you are"

He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there. I noticed a tattoo of a heart on the left side of his chest. Instead of an arrow going through it, it was a rose. The heart was empty in the middle, except for the letter "A" at the top of the inside of the heart. An image of a man, who I could only pinpoint as Michelangelo in my head, came to mind and I could see him sculpturing this Adonis to pure, Italian perfection, and my, what a sight he was. "Didn't your mother ever teach you that it's rude to stare?" I was brought out of my ogling.

{KYLE’S POV} Kyle paced the deck of the small yacht, anxious as they sped in the early morning towards Martha’s Vineyard. He could not stand still. He hated boats, and he hated water. Worse, he hated crossing water, like most of his kind. Perhaps even more than most.

she reminded him "so at least I'm not with a minor ... "I know them like the back of my hand "he interrupted "It does not matter to me that that child is here, Is there anything I'm not aware of, Nathan Jackson Hamilton ? "He raised an eyebrow in his direction and Nathan swallowed hard "See? Honey, I know them like the back of my hands. Tell me what you know.

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ALPHA MAX CHAPTER 22: "This is heaven, bro!" Giovanni exclaimed looking at the buffet with a serious stare. "You can eat, you know." Max said in boredom, he only desired to grab his mate attention but right now her attention is only with Mia, she was stealing his mate and he didn't like that, not at all. "Of course! And Blaze picked an XL pack of pads for me!" Mia laughed with Jayla who was out of breath. "That's enough for 'Blaze embarrassing time'." Blaze rolled his eyes.

It is full and warm and thoroughly lived in, and I would not change a single disordered corner of it. Mia is three and has Robin's stubbornness and my precision, a combination that manifests primarily as very detailed arguments delivered with absolute conviction. Theo is four and has the particular quality of a person who finds everything interesting, who picks things up and examines them seriously and asks questions that require more thought than you are always prepared to give at the time he asks them.