Novelas y relatos de Patrick Bateman

I asked with a bit of humor to try and make him smile since it looked like he could use a smile for himself. He smiled and nodded his head. "I suppose it would help you out here. I don't need anyone too serious dear. Just need someone who's willing to do work but you will never be alone with a patient for your own safety and protection." "I understand, One of your guards named Martin said he would be willing to protect me." "Ah yes him, he is our best guard." Mr. Baxter spoke with a bit of a smirk.

Hunter: The road in was long and dumb quiet, the kind of quiet that tells you everything worth knowing has gone to ground. I kept the bike under the trees and moved on foot, boots chewing at the moss. Xavier’s words looped in my head: Find her before he does. Short, sharp, no room for mistakes. “Beta, are you sure that coming here is the right option?” One of the gammas, Brian, asked. “Are you going to question the Alpha, Brian?” I asked, and he shook his head.

He extended his hand out to Brax. “Brax Lawson, I am Logan Carter. It is nice to meet you.” Brax blinked at him a few times unsure how to react. He extended his hand in return to Logan and shook it. “Logan, may I ask why you have travelled all the way here?” His tone was more normal than I anticipated which confused me after how tense he was with me. “I have come to win Leah’s affections back.” His voice was clear and concise but filled with emotion. “I guess we have an issue there then, don’t we?” Brax’s tone was filled with protection.

"You really think the Alpha has time for something as hopeless as you? He's with Luna Cassandra, planning the expansion of the pack! Get lost before we have to drag you away!" The grip on my shoulder tightened painfully, crushing my still-healing body. "Take your hand off me!" I snapped, fighting against the Beta's strength. Suddenly, a shiny modern silver car pulled up, with Damon driving and Cassandra looking victorious and jealous beside him. The windows were rolled down. Cassandra's eyes narrowed as she said, "Damon, look! It is the poor Omega! I guess she is still obsessed with you even after all this time." Damon turned to me. His face was cold, and fishy. The sight of him, the memory

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

“He’s not going to help you. I own everyone I want. You’re mine now. You agreed to marry me. That’s a verbal contract.” The stupid giant ruffle on my dress didn’t do much except amplify every breath I took. But the closer he got, the more my heart raced, and my breaths quickened… and oh, damn, my panties were soaked. Every time I thought I had my feelings under control, that I had pushed away the parts of me that wanted to be a girl and wanted love, this idiot found a way to break through. “Gelo Smith, Beta of the Dark Midnight Pack. We’ll revisit this ownership thing later. But about this proposal? I agreed under false pretenses. No dead guy, no marriage.”

Patrick smiled faintly and replied, "I don't know yet, sir; there's just some things I need to fix first to determine my settling with your daughter." "Okay, but you know my daughter cannot keep calm about you?. Well, if you need anything or any assistance, feel free to call me," Mr. Bright said as he stood up to leave, and he extended his right hand for a handshake with Patrick. "Okay, sir," Patrick replied as he shook hands with Mr. Bright, and he watched Mr. Bright exit his office. ...... Mr. Bright got home and spoke to his wife and daughters, especially Anita, while they were eating in the dining room, saying, "I went to see Patrick Scott today, the CEO of Pat International Designs and

He knew now that Olivia was busy with her stubborn son that wanted to wrecked her and her husband dried, that she wouldn't had the time to visited their mansion as Steve was a pain in her neck, choking her and her husband with his excess demand for money to shoot his music videos. Patrick smiled and he walked back to his bathroom to bath. He hadn't felt so good and relaxed for a long while, so he sank into his bathtub filled with soapy water to bath his dark bronze skin. "Hmm, I cannot wait to meet with Loveth officially. I've really missed her soft smooth body. Gush!" Patrick smiled to himself and continued his bathing and when he was thru, he stepped out carefully and dried his wet tauted

Ruben glared at him a little longer feeling a little miffed at the General’s lack of support and choosing to sit on the fence. “And Kat? You never answered my question?” Batton’s eyes came up with a little startle before looking away again, he fidgeted in his seat under Ruben’s intense stare. “I’m not going to lie…she is mesmerizing…and if I came across her as a free creature I would not hesitate to make her my pet.” Ruben’s face went deathly still and unemotional and General Batton’s jaw clenched in response as he furtively glanced up again. “You asked.” He said in defence.