Neteyam Sully Novels & Stories

Frank said, still not convinced that she knew who their father was. “I’m sorry for not formally introducing myself to you. My name is Sylvia Elon, of the Elon family from the Capital, director of Elon Trust who owns this establishment, and negotiator of Syrum Syndicate board of directors.” Sylvia said with a wide smile, showing her contempt towards the brother.

It was like a surreal scene, the four of us frozen in a moment of shared expectation, each of us carrying our secrets and doubts. Alpha Gerald called me over, I walked up, a mix of nerves and duty. He pulled me into a light hug, and I returned it, trying to hide the lingering tension. Then, Gerald's focus shifted to the man from that intense night. "Looks like you two have already met," he said, calm as ever. His eyes flicked between us, a quiet intensity in his gaze. He introduced the guy as Silas, and the name carried a weight I couldn't quite put my finger on. "Silas, meet Hyacinth Clausen, she is the daughter of my soon-to-be Luna, Kendall Clausen." The formality of the introduction clas

“You know that no one will believe you. She was a seventeen-year-old pup, and she went crazy on three alpha males? No one will believe that. What proof is there?” “She had a silver knife.” Novan said. Great, another idiot. “Where is Sully?” I asked. “Two cells down.” Cain said. I walked down and spoke to Sully, “Tell me what happened.” Sully sighed, “I told him we should have stopped.” “Sully, I need to know exactly what happened.”

Hell yes. Sully was eating a slice of watermelon. It was a big slice. She was eating it in a rather adorable manner. I could not stop watching her. “It could have been a little sweeter, but I like it anyway,” Sully said. Her chin was dripping the red juice of the watermelon. If Rezef could see her like this at this moment, would he fall in love with her all over again? “What are you thinking about?” Sully asked when she was done with the slice.

"Why those girls?" Lou spoke up when Frankie couldn't answer, "It was our boss' order." Sully. That perverted child-lover motherfucker. Given the detail from Kendall, these two lackeys work under Sully, one of the Order Executives. I know a man like Sully would do shit like this. Aim his attention on beautiful objects, especially people, male or female. Sully has a disturbing taste in little boys. Girls, not so much, but he will take them if they have a unique beauty. He collects them like rare dolls. When he first saw me, he had that disgusting, hungry look, and I felt chills running down my spine. He wanted me. He wanted me to be his collectibles.

Leaving Jane's words of wisdom behind me, I walked out of the changing room and cleared my mind of everything else until I reached room 47. Two soft knocks, and the door opened automatically. But the minute I stepped it, I could tell something was… off. Now I'd met different types of men with different weird fetishes and fantasies. What I hadn't ever seen before, was a fully clothed, dark-haired 6’2 that instantly gave me the same vibes as Mufasa’s brother. He turned away from the floor to ceiling window, and smiled when his eyes met mine. “You must be Mia” he said. “I'm Sullivan. Sullivan Cross. But you can call me Sully.”

“A week. The Northern Pass is the quickest route to my castle, but also the most well-known. That’s the route James will use to send his Wolves after us—so we’re taking a slight detour. When they don’t find us in a few days, he’ll call them off, and they’ll go back to fighting the Southlands armies.” I frown. “That doesn’t sound sensible.” My mouth is dry and I swallow. “No?” As if sensing my thirst, Ethan reaches down into one of the saddlebags and passes me a flask. I snatch it from him, and greedily gulp it down. “And why is that?” “James’s men will get to Midnight before us.” I take another sip of water, savoring the freshness that travels down my throat. “They’ll be waiting for us when

Chapter 22: The First Mark Silas Sydney raises her hand to quiet the pack again. "Now to our other announcement. As most of you have heard, I found my mate when I traveled to the Amaris Pack. Silas Youngblood is the third son of the Beta Youngblood family. The goddess has blessed our pack and me with a strong and capable Lumiere." The pack erupts in cheering. An Alpha couple insured stability for the pack, and heaven knows they wanted it.

Zack proceeded to open Weibo and show Stanley the story about Tom Sullivan, Emily Quest, and Xyla Quest’s past. After attentively going through the story, Stanley’s cold gaze landed upon Tom’s picture. In the picture, Tom was playing golf. “Is this the guy?” Stanley asked. “Yes, that’s him.” “Why is he so ugly?” Stanley appeared disgusted. “He isn’t that ugly. Tom Sullivan is considered a famous and handsome man in Atlantis. He looks rather dashing, much like a gentleman.” “Your eyesight is getting poor. I suggest you donate your eyes.” ‘Erm…’

“You too, Ms. Jameson.” “Liv, please.” Sully smiled too, but didn’t say anything as he shook her hand. He was older than Mark, she guessed, and was somehow less approachable with his hard black eyes. She figured he’d be the strong, silent type, the kind to simply step forward without a word and act as a human shield, if need be.