Patrick White Novels & Stories

You remember those? Blowing out a breath, he stuck out his hand. “Hi, sir. We haven’t met yet, which is a mistake I’m here to rectify. Pierce Walker.” The instant he spoke his name, the preacher’s face closed up. The man eyed him from the collar of his leather jacket to the tattoos peeking above the buttons of his shirt and down to the hard tips of his combat boots. Fuck. The suit that had gotten ruined last night would have gone over far better.

“Who’s the one who tries to be perfect all the time?” “This one!” he whispered pointing to the name of his favorite warrior. “Bring him here!” Patrick said and he goes and stays behind Sarah’s chair and places a hand on her shoulder. When the warrior came in his face became pale. “So my friend was right, '' Sarah whispered. “ Were you well paid by my father? He has a lot of money. I really hope that you made a good deal, which is worth all this effort.” “I command you to speak!” Patrick said using his alpha voice. He knows that he doesn’t know anything about Pete’s plans if he and Jim talked through mindlink but he wants to know why. Why did this warrior betray him?

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.

'There was a sudden deem lights, Phelan remembers someone, who was Don Carlton telling her to go lay down and rest. She tried to refuse, but he was too strong, and she was unable to stop him. It was so sudden that Don stood, watching Phelan in a distant approached her in a smile that shed some lights in the deem lights that came from the window. A meter from Phelan, Don put his hands on her shoulders, and then made an excuse and left.

“He’s here. He is qualified for the job, and he’s had his own past in a world with men like Lorenzo.” “Bring him in.” She opened the door wider. A man entered with the kind of stillness that clears a room. Tall. Dark hair, neatly kept. A charcoal suit that didn’t announce itself and a gaze that did, cool, attentive, unhurried. He stopped at a polite distance, as if measuring the space between us and deciding not to invade it. “Mrs. Blackthorn,” he said, nodding once. “Elias Gray. Thank you for accepting me in your firm. Ms. Vale told me that you needed a lawyer as a second advisor to your lawyer.”

Nick POV We all sit in my father’s office quiet and trying to process what just happened. My father made calls to the pack hospital and had people go from house to house to make sure no pack members passed and that everyone was accounted for in the pack. After of few hours we found out that all the pack members where here and that no one recently passed in the pack hospital. There were a few pack members that were away either on vacation or business trips but their family members where able to get in contact with them. The only person that is from the pack and we have no contact with is Mariah. The scream of anguish that Mariah’s mom let out when my father said it must have been Mariah’s pac

Damien paced restlessly around his room angry and frustrated. He had a bad temper which was almost impossible to subdue whenever triggered because of his wolf nature, apparently and also because he was Alpha. The rage, lust and anger that came with it was sometimes uncontrollable. That rage was taking its toll now on Damien with the thought of his parents’ murders constantly. He kept walking around from left to right and back around his room critically thinking of how to capture the Rogues’ Alpha.

He signal every workers who had saw him to greet, he signaled them all to continue their jobs. " Ignore me, continue " He would say as he walk pass them. But to the staffs, it's impossible to ignore him. He is the Almighty Maximo Santino, the sadistic Italian Mafia Boss. The most feared man in Italy, a classic criminal who befriend both evil and virtuous at the same time. A man who could kill swiftly with his bare hands and also save with his bare hands. As he was walking about, he reached out in his breast pocket to retrieve one of his cigarettes in the pack. He look about for any signals that says no smoking but he find none so he lighted up his cigarettes and puff out the smokes slowly. T

"Oh, damn. I thought it would work. Where's that new Sophia 2.0 who faces Pierce as an equal? Look, that woman, whoever she is, is physically fine, right? I understand you're worried, Soph, I am too, but you're the one who wants to know what she's hiding. And Patrick, I know he's from the underworld, but he would never do anything to hurt us, I know what he's like, and he also knows how to make people talk without... well, you know." She gestured with her hands, as if kneading something invisible. "Without torturing a seventy-year-old woman?" "Exactly! He's a professional." She looked out the window. "But if she starts crying, I'm going outside. I can't stand seeing an old lady cry. It remin

Next thing I know I see the man that I saw at the lake walking by. “Arthur, who is that man that is walking around in your house? What is he doing here?” This time I was the person who got angry real fast. Levi puts his hand on my leg to let me know he will have my back whatever my next move will be. He could see something that the lies really upset me. He knows me to well. “That is Patrick one of the best pack warriors, he just stepped by for pack business. Nothing to worry about Alpha Noah, Alpha Roan has everything is under control for this weekend.”