Outlander Novels & Stories

"Good. Do you have any information on Victor Clyde?" She sighed, "he's obsessed in getting Kat out." "That's not good. We need more time." "Well, talking about time, they are waiting for me outside." "Don't go out," he cut her off. "What do you-" he swiftly knock her off her feet, smirking. She smirked back, crashing their mouth together. ***

Chapter 7 Raul’ s POV Far be it from me to deny Scarlett what she wants, so when she started panting, “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me”, I had to comply. I am, after all, a gentleman. I unbuckle my jeans and start to slide them off as Scarlett, with one of her extended claws, makes my job easier and slices them off. It’s a good thing that she and I started keeping extra clothes at each other’s pack houses because of this very thing.

“My sister-in-law and the relic Odin himself gave her to protect. My brother has been searching for her and I haven’t heard from him in months, I have been working with Valhalla Bridge to find my sister-in-law and my brother and hopefully the relic she protects.” No wonder the order was so set on recovering the stolen property. He moved closer to me, placing his hands on my shoulders, “I know this is a lot to take in, I can let you digest it, and we can talk about it later, ok?” I frowned, “what’s there to think about, we have to find her and the relic. Before they do, gods know what with it.” “My wolf sees you as his mate, I want to give you time to process that because I am hoping you will

Olivia’s POV. The taxi came to a stop in front the maxim building. Slowly I exited the back seat and moved over to the boot. It opened immediately and I took out my luggages. Before moving over to the driver. “Thank you very much. How much is it?” The bald headed man in his thirties turned to me, eyes dreamy, hands clutching the steering tightly. “That’ll be seven dollars miss.” His accent is that of an Irish man, cold and calculating.

It was then Aoibhe turned in her seat as well, her eyes blazing a deep-sea green, a color I had never seen before, and she appeared to be nearly in a trance as she spoke to me. “The Moon Goddess reached out to me last night in a dream. It is likely that you will find your mate in America. It will be up to you as to whether you accept him or reject him. But be aware sweet child, the vision from the Goddess was clear, once your feet leave the isle of Scotland, you will never be able to return. Be sure before your board that plane that this is truly what you want.”

The Freedom Pack. The Purity Pack. The Passion Pack. The Vengeance Pack. The Devotion Pack. The Discipline Pack. The Harmony Pack. "Landon! What are you doing alone with an unmated She Wolf?" Landon's father, Clarke's voice abruptly entered my thoughts. My vision shot up, to where Clarke's brooding glare shocked me into submission. "Father, she's my friend," Landon argued. Landon's size was considerable compared to his father's. The Alpha blood that runs through him allows him to no longer cower to his father's stern words, but to come back with a response equally stubborn.

"Home time!" He grumbles for a while, saying he wants to play some more with Claire but he finally obliges. Before we leave, Ramon gets me a gray sweater that I have seen him wearing before. I slide into the sweater and my nostrils are slapped with the strong scent of his expensive cologne. As we head towards the exit door, we bump into Allison at the doorstep. She instantly frowns on seeing me then swiftly turns to Ramon. "I've been trying to reach you, babe," she says grimly. "I was starting to get worried..."