Pomerantz Novels & Stories

KEONA Peter & Garter Solicitors occupies an imposing office in the heart of Manhattan, tucked inside one of the city’s sleek industrial buildings. The moment I step through the doors, the polished marble, gleaming brass, and expensive-looking furnishings tell me I’m in the right place. Or at least, I think I am. That certainty lasts until a handsome man in his late fifties looks up from behind the desk. Peter Garter. My designated lawyer. His sharp gaze locks onto me, and the hard expression on his face makes me wonder if I’ve walked into the wrong office after all.

The usual– wine and pepperoni pizza. “I need someone who was in the room, when the blue prints were signed,” Remy continued, her eyes locked into mine with an intensity that made me almost choke on my pizza. “I found a name buried in the sub ledgers: Marcus Thorne. He was the project manager for Vanguard’s first phase. He signed every occupancy permit for those shell companies, then vanished from their payroll more than three months ago. No forwarding address, no social media. The guy is literally a ghost.”

"I am the one who runs this part of town. Mendoza crossed the line so now he is dead. If you double-cross me you will die too. Do we have an understanding?" I pressed send and there was an immediate response. ”I understand, you had to do what you had to. May I know the name of the man I am dealing with now." I typed my reply. ”Jensen, Jensen Daniels. I will be in contact." I put the phone away and sat at my desk and sipped on my drink. I took a deep breath and laid my head back, what a day.

she pouted I walked closer to her patted her on the back “ and you said it was a brick that did this?” Creed asked getting closer to the window “ yeah the weird part is the brick they used isn’t from any building anywhere close to here” she said pulling the brick out from her night stand “ damn it” I mumbled “ what?” Creed asked “ that means this was planned” I growled

He also wore a badge carved with a shield, a scepter and a lion, which was the emblem of the Weddell family. So Brennan soon believed it, and he came forward with excitement and held out his hand: "Hello, well, I am Brennan Puckett, and I'm now acting chairman of Mitchell Corporation. Your arrival is a great honor to our company. I will only act on behalf of..." But before he could finish his words, Murphy ignored him and passed in front of him and walked up to Jean. He raised his eyebrow and said, "What's going on here? As a man, even if you're not a gentleman, you should not be so rough with such a beautiful and weak girl, am I right?"

Henry said with a darker tone. "She's just getting back on her feet, cut her some slack. People change, you know." Cindy pouts. "Do they?"

Andrew asked politely, adopting a humble stance. "Your Honor, the way the defendant, her family, and her attorney keep on presenting witnesses without proper permission is a contempt of court. I implore you to halt any further occurrences of this nature," Jones asserted loudly. 'Underestimating Alice Cooper was a mistake; with Andrew Kingston supporting her and their astute lawyer, they've laid bare all of Mason Rex's past misdeeds. I've managed to paint him as changed, but now, what's the next twist?' he pondered, apprehensive about the new turn of events in the case.

He looked around, wondering what to say, but after pestering for a while, he finally took a deep breath and looked at Ranveer. "I imported them from a different country," Naman answered. "What? How's that even possible?" Ranveer was shocked. "What? I have a business of imports and exports, can't you think that's possible for me?" Naman scoffed. Ranveer was quiet for a moment. He looked around and huffed. "If it's so, then tell me the name," he demanded. "Andrew Pearson," Naman responded. "What? You're bluffing. He can't be," Ranveer shrugged.

I didn’t need to approach them any further when I heard what they were talking about. “I’m a member of the Moon Howlers.” The stranger claimed. Alpha Dalton’s face was stern. I think he already knew who the stranger was. “State your business.” Alpha Dalton ordained, his voice sounding firm and serious. “We have received a complaint from Marcus.” The stranger began, his eyes shifting from Alpha Dalton to Marcus before shifting back on the Alpha. “Marcus said that he was unable to complete the mating with his mate due to resistance from his Alpha.” The stranger disclosed. “What resistance? I just told him not to disrespect and harass a pack member.” Alpha Dalton stated the obvious while everyo

I extended a hand to him, and shaking my hand, he smirked at me, watching as Natasha took a step back. “Alpha Nathan Kozlov. You really are a man of business. I can see that your place seems to bring in more people with each passing day” he said, looking at Natasha who bit her bottom lip as she smiled. I knew that it disgusted her to act this way, but she also knew her job and duty well, and it was one of the main reasons why she was the ONLY one qualified for this job and no one else.