Negan Rick Novels & Stories

Yes, Jacob was bad news all the way around. Not only had he poached members of the neighboring pack, but he had also moved onto their territory as far as his businesses. Some of his pack members were drug dealers, which was not allowed in the White Moon pack territory. Jacob’s people had been selling drugs there for a long time. The neighboring Alpha had warned Jacob that he would continue to kill his people if he found them, but Jacob hadn’t reigned them in. Every once in a while, he would have his enforcer do something as an example, but then he would let it go after that because it brought him more money. Nicholas threatened an all-out war if Jacob did not start acting like an Alpha and c

Holly explained. “Whoa…” I hear Alex exclaim quietly. He better be saying that at the idea someone can cloak other people. If it’s because he thinks she’s attractive, he’s shit out of luck. The unmistakable nautical star mark on the hollow of her neck clearly says she’s taken. And Nigel is a strong wolf. Which he should be here. Yet looking at the crowd, I don’t see him, and he should be next to Holly. Maybe he went to chase the ones that attacked us on the way here. That would explain his absence.

A male voice spoke and I frown in confusion. “May I know who is this speaking?” “James. James Russo. I guess it’s not that easy to forget me.” His cocky tone made me roll my eyes. “Ha! You. Great, I thought I could have a night but okay. Call me as you arrive.” I said rolling my eyes. “Okay.” With that he cut the call.

“Leave my child alone.” “She’s not a child anymore,” Nester says triumphantly. He steps closer to his brother and grips his face tight enough to bruise. “And she was never yours.” I don’t have the time to scream before Nester nods at the followers holding Rick. At least three sets of fists slam into different parts of him. He’s strong, but even he’s not that strong. One final hit to his already busted-up face sends Ricklan tumbling to the dark floor. He doesn’t stand up again.

" He replied, a bit relieved that Rick came. Rick left, leaving him to focus. Ten minutes later, Negan arrived without Rick. Kellan was still focused on his files and didn't bother to look at him as he stood before his table. ‘’You called me’’. His hands folded as he spoke. Kellan could not help but get amazed at the view of him folding his hands and talking to him. He just decided to overlook it. He had a reason for calling him anyway. ‘’Yes I did, Negan. Nothing important’’.

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"What do you want from me?" Rae asked. "What could you possibly want? Why do you want me to stay here?" Negan continued staring at her. He didn't explain himself for a good few seconds. She was beginning to wonder if he had dissociated from his body somehow. His silence was concerning. He then said, "I need someone to help me rule this pack while I busy myself looking for my mate's murderer." Rae scoffed and stepped back. She was genuinely afraid. "You aren't suggesting that we—."

“It’s about time you got here, Jace. What took you so long… and who did you bring along?” Rick looked behind Jace at Nathan and James suspiciously, making everyone in the room on their guard except for Dr. Martin. Seeing who it was, Rick smirked at Nathan, “Well… well… well this is quite an interesting day… we have both the famous fighter and the greatest gang member together under one roof… but tell me, Jace, to what do we own the pleasure to have the famous Reaper here?" Nathan ignored Rick and looked over at Dr. Martin. “Nathan.” Dr. Martin greeted Nathan first.

The part of her that had been silenced for too long. “Why now?” Serena whispered, her lips barely moving. “Because you’re no longer running from yourself.” Nene’s voice was calm but edged with strength. “You’re finally letting yourself remember. Accept. Breathe.” Serena closed her eyes again, and instead of darkness, she saw silver. A swirl of mist, shifting into the silhouette of a graceful wolf—tall, majestic, and glowing like moonlight. Nene’s eyes mirrored hers, full of pain, strength, and determination.

Ann giggled. "No I didn't..." Lydia lied, blushing. "You go to visit?" Melanie asked. "She never told you?" Ann asked in turn. "You'd wanna come." Lydia pointed out. "I don't live near any water connected to the sea." Ann explained sadly. "Visit more often then." Melanie ordered. Ann nodded with a releaved smile. "Come on, let's go home." Melanie said, taking one of Ann's suitcases in one hand, and her hand in the other.