Paul Muad'dib Novels & Stories

She's too smart to stick around, unlike me. Suddenly, the sound of Malik's phone ringing makes me jump, nearly making me drop the grate I had been holding in my hand. "Rylan. Hey," I hear Malik say. Rylan, I know that name. The Alpha of Purity...It does make sense that the Alpha of Love would be in contact with the Alpha of Purity, since they share a lot of the same Pack values. But did this esteemed Alpha of Purity know of what Malik used to get up to with all those women who came out to news reporters? I really hope that stays in his past.

He was shocked too but after a second, he went back to his normal state. He approached his office chair and sat. He looked at me then smirked. "What a small world Clark Clarkson..." "Penniless?" he mocked and chuckled while staring at my face. The man in front of me was no other than Mr. Montenegro. The man who was chasing Magda before in the club. The day I saved Magda from him. I remembered the words I said, like threatening him to pull out his shares in our car company. I shut my eyes and then open them again.

Sa'eed question folding his hands across his broad chest. "my name is Paul. I'm the neighbor of the former driver here. Two days to his death, after he left here, he came to me and begged me to take over here because his ex-wife's son had hired him to be his driver and messenger. I was getting ready for coming that was why i couldn't arrive here early. I had to... " Sa'eed cuts Paul off." what's the name of the man and what does he look like?" "he's frail and old looking, dark with crooked brown teeth. Dark and a little bit tall. They call him Baba Adamu." Paul says.

Paul was absolutely terrified. He crawled and knelt in front of the old man. He lowered his head and kept admitting his mistakes. “Mr. Kern, why are you here?” The old man snorted, stared coldly at the fat man in front of him, and asked, “Who are you?” Sweating profusely, Paul introduced himself. “M-My name is Paul Childe. I’m the president of Mekar Group in Orienta and the director of Mekar Group’s headquarters in Sendona. It's an honor to meet you.”

Now that he was in the hands of Zhou Tian, he did not know if he was dead or alive. Thinking of death, Paul's heart turned cold. He didn't want to die. As the Chief Hall Chief of the Holy Hall Knights, he had a lot of money and status abroad, so his life was comfortable. Therefore, Paul's desire for survival was still very strong. He bowed and smiled at Zhou Tian. "Mr. Zhou, I want to talk to you on the way. Can we talk now?" Zhou Tian was really speechless. This Paul really thought highly of himself.

I replied to Jordan and ruffled his hair again before I said goodbye to him. "Alpha Michael, "Jordan called me again and I glance at him with a raised brow. "Hmm?" "I'm not eating vegetables," Jordan said smirking and then he quickly ran back to his room. I just shook my head smiling softly as I walk towards the penthouse. As I was walking near the penthouse, I can't help but frown when I saw Maddox–my beta or second-in-command, pacing back and forth at the door. Maddox is in charge of the pack whenever I'm in a council meeting or I have some errands to do to the neighboring packs. I don't know what's going on with Maddox right now but it feels like something is troubling him looking at his

“No Alpha patrols that water. No human settlements. No threat of being chased. And if it’s who I think it is, the isolation is perfect for him.” “Who?” Alexandro asked. “Maeron.” The name struck something in Alexandro. He’d heard it only in whispers. Legends passed from one campfire to the next. A sea-born being, a ruler of forgotten creatures, rumored to rise once every hundred years. “He’s a myth,” Alexandro said, though his voice held no certainty. Valerian shook his head. “No. He’s very real. And if he’s taken your wife… it means she’s not who we think she is.”

“ My client is not obligated to say anything more. “ He said while sitting down next to me. He placed some documents and pictures on the table for the detective to see. From his accent, I knew he was Italian. I saw recognition flash in the detective’s eyes. This wasn’t their first rodeo. “ As you can see, my client had an alibi for when the victim was murdered. You are free to crosscheck everything and see if it’s true.” The detective huffed and stomped out. I knew who sent him. I still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that Malcolm was dead. Was Nikolai involved? Did he kill him? If so, why? The man had lied to me he was a legit businessperson when in reality he was a mafia leader. In o

‘The moment in between what you once were, and who you are now becoming, is where the dance of life really takes place. Dare, dream, dance, smile, and sing loudly! And have faith that love is an unstoppable force.' Paul was on his way home after going to the home of the Viper killing them at a spot. He was a very good in guns. He was alone and was on barefoot. He had ordered his men not to follow him and didn't take any of his car with him.

“There is no queen in the mafia.” “Ah. No wonder. You did not hear the news. I will tell you then before you enjoy yourself in hell.” I don’t know what face he made but it made Cara’s smile widened in excitement. “Three years ago, my cousin, Sol stepped down and gave the title to me. Well, it’s originally mine anyway. I guess I could say he returned it to me.” She rambled in amusement. He laughs. “You expect me to believe you.” “No, not really. A woman leading the most powerful mafia, I mean that’s pretty far fetched if you ask me. My father wouldn’t even let me-”