روايات وقصص ضمن Nameless Mc

His voice held a hint of suspicion, their animosity palpable. MC, known as Leon Aggrey in the business world, the CEO of Aggrey's company, had been a thorn in Aiden's side for as long as he could remember. They operated in different industries, dealing with different commodities, yet Leon always seemed to make things difficult for him, always picking a fight.

she added, smiling at her. Then suddenly, Lilac saw unrecognition in Emily’s eyes. “Oh, my apologies; I neglected to introduce myself.” She chuckled softly. “My name is Lilac, and I am Dillon’s sister,” she stated. Emily was taken aback when she learned that Dillon had a sibling. However, she was aware that their personalities were distinct. Dillon is cold and authoritative; he’s a Beta, after all, whereas Lilac is a happy-go-lucky one. “We’re so relieved that you’ve regained consciousness,” Millie said as she assisted her in sitting up. “I’ll check your vital signs, and then you can eat, all right?”

The rest of his men stayed stationed at the vehicle, heads on a swivel, watching the street for any enemies. The bouncer at the door nodded with respect and held the entrance open, but the man didn’t so much as glance in his direction as he stepped inside, flanked by his two closest men. His name was Xavier DeSantos—better known as "Venom." As Alpha of the pack and President of the notorious MC, The Reapers,Venom was used to commanding both respect and fear, his pack reigning supreme among the underworld's elite. Inside, the club was a cacophony of loud music, the scent of spilled liquor, and the haze of cigarette smoke. Partygoers indulged in every type of pleasure—some openly, others in se

“What’s the name of the hospital? — The question came out almost automatically, my mind already planning what to do next. The silence that followed was awkward. Everyone in the room stared at me in surprise. Axel, Anton, Anneliese, and Pietra were visibly confused by my sudden interest in this girl who, theoretically, was just a stranger to me. I could feel Axel’s sharp gaze on me as if he were trying to figure out what was going on. Anneliese blinked a few times before finally answering: “It’s General Hospital, if I’m not mistaken.” She spoke carefully as if wondering why, exactly, I was so interested.

And more specifically, asking about Cracker and Grace… Over the past week, men on black unmarked motorcycles had been spotted around the club and at my house. Driving up and down the road that led to Cracker’s and Steel’s place. We’d been trying to find out what MC, but they were smart and covered up their logo. Which really wasn’t good news.

He gives me a smile and grabs my hand. (What’s your name mate?) he asks curiously. (I’m Mila Gibson and you?) I ask. (That’s a beautiful name. I’m Adam Thompson.) He replies. (What pack are you from Adam?) I ask innocently. (I’m the future beta of the Crescent Moon Pack.) He says proudly. I pull my hand away from him slowly, and he looks at me confused. (Is something wrong?) He asks confused. (I’m sorry, but I have plans and this is not part of them.) I whisper.

*Nameless POV* “This is not sparkling enough, you worthless piece of trash!” Beta Diana yells while her little princess giggles. A slap on my face, a kick on my ribs and a spat on my face, I block her words and continue scrubbing the corridor. There is a much more inferior position in the Ruber pack than that of an Omega. It’s reserved for those not worthy of anything. Yes, that’s me, the nameless girl. No rights, no roots, no identity, not even worthy of a name. No one knows where I came from, if they do, they don’t talk about it.

I slide off the stool and follow him, my hand discreetly checking for the gun at my side. He leads me to a small building and slides the door up. I pause when I see the bike. Damn. I recognize it immediately from all the articles I read. “Yours?” I ask, stepping inside and pretending to admire it. To me it’s just a bike. I don’t get the hype. “Sure is.” I don’t know much about MCs, but I’m pretty sure this club can’t afford a bike like this without some serious outside connections. “Have you been on it?”

Then he called on the first person to be presented with an award of excellence. Obviously, they were rich men who'd been donating a lot to whatever cause the organization holding the event had taken up. I wondered why Nathan would even be interested in something like this. After they had presented the second person with their award, the MC launched into a short speech on someone. The person sounded like an angel from the way he made him sound. I scoffed. No one could be that good. And then he said a name. The Black Saint. My gaze snapped to the MC and I noticed that the conversation at our table had ground to a halt.

Seeing that brought a look of disdain upon Parker's face. That was it? He could beat ten guys like this all by himself! Although Parker had anticipated that he would surely win, he was not happy at all. Because fighting an opponent like that would not show how powerful he was as the senior disciple of the Andrix Gym. Outside of the arena, Dominic looked utterly shocked! He recognized that man. That was the one who defeated Travis with just one move! His nickname was the Nameless Warrior. Because of that, Dominic and the rest had mocked him for a long time.