Newton Scamander Novels & Stories

“Forgive me. Alpha Lorenzo D’Amaris. But I choose to go by Mr. D’Amaris when it is amongst humans.” The name didn’t ring a bell, though something about it made my wolf stir uneasily. “Mr. D’Amaris,” I said carefully, returning his smile. “And what brings you here? I was told that you were interested in an investment proposal.” “I heard of your plans for a new independent firm,” he said, his gaze sharp but warm enough to disarm. “A bold vision, Luna. I admire that. I’d like to be your first investor, if you’ll have me. Given that I am not from your council, I believe that having something of your own should give you a bit of an advantage.”

I stagger, vision swimming, and Ethan is there instantly, arms locking around me. “You did that,” he breathes, awe and fear tangled together. I shake my head weakly. “We did.” The Reverent withdraws slightly, attention heavy. This was a scout, it informs me. There will be others. The Crown hums, wary but no longer panicked. Blake approaches slowly, eyes wide. “What are you now?” I look down at my trembling hands, feeling the faultline pulse steady and alive beneath my skin. “I’m the line they can’t cross unnoticed,” I say.

Alpha Nicholas "TONY HAS CONFIRMED THAT THE BOYS ARE HERE. I REPEAT THE BOYS ARE IN THE CAMP. STAND BY FOR MY SAY SO TO GO!" I bellow through the mind link that I had opened with Robbie, Shane and Will while waiting to give the go-ahead. It is easier to have a link open with those guys so then they can inform their groups rather than me bellowing out here to everyone and causing us attention that we don’t want or need too soon.

He definitely had enough life to walk and it was even easier for me because he could not even see me because of not enough light around. –--- ~ FLASHBACK ~ –---- He staggered towards his car and I cut him off as Thunder on the empty highway on his way home. Now even if someone saw me, it would be very difficult for them to know that I am Nicholas, a well-known professor at Silver Valley High. And now it was going to be even more fun to torture him. Seeing me — Thunder — he started backing his car out of fear, but when I climbed on his car and started hitting his roof, he tried to run away like an uncontrollable rat out of fear.

The tall man had also been watching him pound the stupid out of the punching bag just a couple of minutes ago. "Yes sir". Scorpion replied. SCORPION - Real name; Scott Newton, Nolan Armstrong's right-hand man ( personal assistant). He was in his casual clothing. Black pants, a black T-shirt and a black leather jacket. The dark shades he wore gave that intimidating aura just as he is. Intimidating. They started walking towards the exit door of the gym. "You're supposed to be in New Orleans in thirty minutes". Scorpion blurted staring at his Silver-lining Rolex, still walking beside Nolan.