N Cus Novels & Stories

Friday marked the exact moment the campaign reached its peak. Westbrook was requesting emergency expansion. The initial metrics were so strong that they wanted immediate scaling. Bigger budget. Broader scope. More patient stories. Full year commitment instead of six months. Marcus called Eli and me into his office. "They want you both heading this," Marcus said. "Full partnership. Expanded budget. Long-term commitment. And they want it to start Monday." I looked at Eli. He looked at me. "I need to ask a question," I said to Marcus. "In terms of relationship policy. If two colleagues were to become romantically involved, what would be the firm's position?"

Goddess he is a piece of art. He stood at a height of 6'3 with a strong build, I could see the outline of each muscle through his fitted shirt. He had a millitary buzz cut which gave out a 'don't mess with me' aura. He had sharp features but what stood out the most were his narrowed moss green eyes under his bushy eyebrows. His lips which weren't too think nor too thin were stretched in a straight line. He is my mate. My true mate. "Celeste!" A soft push on my shoulder jolted me out of my thoughts, I turn to my left to find Theo staring at me with a frown.

The keyboard clicked beneath her fingers, each code unlocking protocols buried deeper than nuclear launch procedures. PRIORITY ONE UPDATE — CODE MAJESTIC Her voice, calm but unwavering, carried across every active Blackglass unit worldwide. “Effective immediately. New Protocol: Guardian Ascendant. All pursuit of Subject C and Subject E. Carson is to be suspended. Field teams are to reroute to humanitarian aid, myth-containment, and Chimera-impact zones. Effective immediately—” She paused, breath steady. “Cerebus is no longer classified as a threat. He is classified as an allied asset.”

The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement. Dana was not planning to stay idle throughout her stay in California so she decided to research about the CRUZ company. It was created by the Cruz couple and when Manuel died, Henry took over as the CEO. Dana had to confess that she had been hearing of the CRUZ company in the past years during her stay in Italy. Their works were distributed worldwide and sold in many different countries. Their designs were superb and so were the paintings which were made by their first son.

George offered a reassuring smile. “We will. Call us if anything comes up—anytime.” With final hugs exchanged and the house secured, they stepped out into the cool morning air. Their black Honda CRV gleamed under the emerging sunlight, its sturdy frame a reliable companion for the journey ahead. George loaded the last of their bags into the trunk, then slid behind the wheel.

Forgive us for not taking your word for it," Cain said, drawing back his attention. If Dinesh was offended by Cain's bluntness, he didn't let on, only nodding in compliance. "I will have the appropriate documents delivered to you immediately," he said. Cain didn't say another word as he opened the backseat door of the SUV for me to climb into. I climbed into the car, which was already running and, thankfully, blasting the air condition. He walked around the car and climbed in on the other side. The group of men and women we had with us, including Jai, piled into the other cars. Daniel walked over to open my car door and stopped short when he saw me sitting there.

Then it hit me. "Lopez..." I breathed while nodding. Cyrus stood up from his chair and started to pick up the empty boxes of the chinese takeout he bought on his way back here. I watched him walk over to the sink and wash his hands. I still can't believe that Cyrene is his sister but, something's not right. "So, if she is your sister, why is she not using Steele? Why Lopez?" I asked then I saw the way his body tensed.

"The curse is real." "No," I said desperately. "What do you mean, this isn't me!" "Four hours," Dante whispered, looking directly at me. "You've been here four hours and I'm already dying." "What do you mean by that? and if you think so, is this how curses work?" "Isn't it?" Soren asked coldly. "Your first mate died in a hunting accident. Random attack. Your second mate got killed by rogues. Random attack. The third mate just dropped dead. Random death."

He had a strong voice, was brutal, and was uncompromising. The second was equally daunting. With his black hair pulled back and his gray eyes coolly addressing us, calculating, he was Alpha Silas of the Eastern Peaks. As soon as we stepped inside, they both turned, and it was impossible to hide the horror that registered on their faces. "Goddess above..." Kael mumbled as he took a step forward and then stopped. His gaze squinted at John's ruined shirt before darting to me and back again.

Cara Two Months Later "Oh, fates!" Correy's excited yell brings a few glances to us briefly. I place the set of cards down on the table and look up at him, goading his excitement. He's a regular customer, a younger Beta who's never found his fated mate and is determined to discover where she is. Every week it's the same question. But who am I to complain when his payment earns me my place in Magda's little cottage and takes care of my feeding?