Peter Attia Novels & Stories

A middle-aged man with brown hair politely nodded at me. "Alpha Aidan, I’m Peter, a private investigator hired by Luna Freya."

Enzo still didn't raise his paddle. For the first time in over six years, Enzo Moretti purchased no one. And when the final hammer fell and the lights dimmed, Enzo rose from his seat and headed toward the exit, ignoring the curious and surprised glances thrown his way. He has no interest in any of them. None carried the fire he now craved. "Moretti." A voice stops him mid-step. He would know that annoyingly, low, taunting voice anywhere. Peter--Enzo's biggest rival, the man who owns the other half of the Los Angeles--stands near a marble pillar, tall and impeccably dressed in a charcoal three-piece suit, a glass of whiskey swirling in his hand. His handsome face is folded into his usual taun

She explained what he looked like and honestly the description matched him to a T except for the bag she said he was carrying on his back. “ I know who he is, can you describe the bag he had??” Asking this I hear growling from the background from my grandpa. “ hey can you put grandpa on the phone?” Hearing a ruffling sound “ hello?” “ Why didn’t you help him?” “ He stunk of this man that attacked your father years ago way before he met your mother, he got away but not before your father ripped off his left arm. Luca was only 17 at the time so I wasn’t too angry that he got away. He never showed his face after that so I never pressured him into tracking him down and finishing the job.” He gru

I tried to react, but Peter stopped me, with a gentle caress on my wrist. “Are you guys done?” His words were heavily accented, giving away his Asian heritage. “What do you—” “You know what, Mark Gwen, I had always considered you the luckiest man on earth, to have had the heart of Alyssa. But I bet I was wrong. As you are nothing but a coward… and you…” He turned to face Cassandra, whose face was now red with shock. “Are nothing but a club stripper.” I was still recovering from my shock at Peter’s outburst when he turned to me. “Let’s head to TI AMO cafe instead.” I nodded, as I let him lead me out with so much love and tenderness.

"It's an offer letter from Attire, Alpha Knox's famous fashion brand. Peter, I am gonna pose as their brand ambassador, I am so excited." Peter chuckled, his digits went down until her clit and cupped it, "That's great news. Let us celebrate it with another round of sex." he picked her up and took her to bed while kissing her hungrily. In the meanwhile, back in the car, Alpha Damien and Brian gawked at each other as they burst into laughter. "She's a clever woman, I am telling you." Brian said. "I couldn't agree more." They recollected the bits of their meeting with Ginny and laughed over it.

They were a force to be reckoned with. “Tatiana is the right person meant to be at your side. This is betrayal, Alfonso. A failed promise. I would have thought things would be good between us, but I do not like being played for a fool, ” Peter said. The anger in his voice could be heard. He was a man that always got what he wished and now things weren’t going how he wanted them to.

It was clear—she had dressed this way to attract Ryan's attention. "Hi, Annie," she greeted me politely. "Hello, please come in," I replied, doing my best to remain composed. Peter greeted me from behind her as well. "Hello, Ms. Jaeger. I've learned conversational Darlenian thanks to Ryan's help, and I'm very grateful to you both." Peter stood an impressive six-foot-three, towering over me by at least two heads. His muscles were well-defined, giving him a rugged appearance. But what truly caught my eye was… something down there. The outline was unmistakable even in his sweatpants. My knees nearly gave out when faced with such an overwhelming sight.

Peter affirmed while returning the handshake to the chubby man. “So, what brings you to my territory?” Pablo, as he was called, asked to be notified of Peter's reason for visitation was. Whether for business or for favors, as Peter always did. Peter took a seat and ordered for beer, which he drank for a while before clearing his throat to begin speaking. “You see, there is this big deal I have cracked up with a foreign agent and believe me, once it hit the deck. “Boom! We are good to go” Peter explained to Pablo.

Here we go I suppose. "I'm not sure what you want to know so, I'll just start at the beginning. I think it will make things easier to explain." He nods giving me a gentle encouraging smile which I return all while I feel my heart pound in my chest from how nervous I am. " I'm not sure if you know much about my family members but there's my dad, Peter who is the Beta of our pack, then there's my older brother Rowan, and lastly my twin sister Blue." I've only just started talking and already he looks pissed. Did something happen while I was unconscious? "I have met both your father and sister. I didn't meet your brother, he left the day after the ball as planned, said he had things that requir

“More than you know.” They opened their menus. Before they could read them, a black man approached them in a three-piece suit. He wore an African tribal tie. “Excuse me, miss,” he said to Patty in a deep African accent. “I’m Dawit. I’m the personal assistant to Abdulkareem Gerard Dada, the African diplomat and businessman.” He extended his hand to Patty.