Prisoner Of The Golden Headband Novels & Stories

The old prisoner, feeling the chance to escape, immediately took Laurens and Mark hostage in his strong grip, armed with the deadly hairpin nestled between his fingers. "Release me if you want these kids to survive!"

Our eyes meet briefly across the water, and a jolt of electricity runs through me. Harry, Alpha Biansky's son, steps forward. "Alpha King Jason," he calls out, his voice carrying across the stream. "We have brought the prisoner as agreed. Do you have our payment?" Jason nods curtly. "Ten gold bars, as negotiated." He gestures to a large chest beside him. "Release Kelly Thompson, and you'll receive your ransom." Harry's hand tightens on my arm. "The gold first," he demands. For a moment, neither side moves. The tension in the air is palpable as the two packs stare each other down across the stream. I hold my breath, wondering if the exchange will fall apart at the last moment.

That made no sense to me at all, especially when I was still in the basement of the man who had brutally killed my family. Five days left, five more days left before my freedom would supposedly be granted, and until now nothing had happened. I thought I would be trapped in the basement forever. I had been counting every single day, and according to Giovanni, it was going to happen today. And now I'm beginning to doubt him because I don't think this will go as planned. Suddenly, the door opened without delay. I slowly stood up. Primo came inside. “Follow me.” No questions were asked; I just did as I was told.

“OPEN all your doors! Maids outside!” The voice of the head maid rang clear in the halls, the knocking of the knights armed with spears and swords were aggressive and insistent as if they were trying to break the door. It was still early morning as Lila was walking alongside the head maid as she spoke in a tone only the head maid could hear. "Have you been keeping the maids in check? After what happened last time with the young mistress?" The head maid, Berta, nodded with an aura that exudes her strictness and professionalism.

And then there was a loud bang, and a hollow thud that Violet assumed it was from his body falling on the wooden floor of the stage. The cheers got even louder, and she still couldn't look. Jack passed his arm around her and pulled her for a hug, while Violet still had her eyes closed. "I hope this served as an example of what will happen when the next fugitives are caught and don't agree to cooperate with us. The Diamond Pack won't admit any more of this to happen." Gwen's voice came to her ears, and Violet had to lift her head to look. She struggled not to glance at the body on the floor, and fixated her eyes on Gwen's face.

He felt a jolt of anxiety, but the third key he tried did the trick. He grinned in relief when the manacles unlocked. His smile was wiped when a clawed hand grabbed his wrist in a punishing grip. A second later, Jules found himself on his back, with the alpha looming over him, his glowing eyes glaring down at him. Sharp claws pressed against his throat.

Dawn exclaimed, with her hands flying out of the window. Jodie stretched out her hands to turn the radio on all the way from the backseat, it was "I love you baby" by Frank Cinatra. This felt good. I unconsciously began to hum to the rhythm and before you know it, we were all singing out loud. Our voices filling the cool night air. It was just like a scene from one of those old movies, until Jodie tapped me. "Kleo," My eyes followed her arm to see what she was pointing at. A freaking truck was headed our way.

Here it comes, she thought. Instead, he took what she thought was a necklace out of the box. “This is a virgin’s belt,” he said, showing it to her. It had smooth gold links and a string of dangling pearls hanging from it. The first few pearls were medium sized, but there was a large one hanging at the end. “Plant your feet and lift your hips for me.” She obeyed, shuddering with the feel of the night air on her hot, wet center. She was so damp she was dripping, and had been for some time. That had never happened to her before.

" Caleb did not want to give up and pulled out a gift box. Inside were more jewels from the Heart of the Ocean collection. They were the kind of fancy jewelry that rich ladies dream of. I used to dream that one day, after working hard, I could have jewels like that too. Then, within the span of just two days, two guys had offered them to me. Caleb got down on one knee with a ring. "Jess, marry me. I'll make it up to you for the rest of my life. "Just give me one more chance."

Dean pulled him forward and let the chair drop onto all four legs before going to various torture devices on a table in the corner, "now, Allberto, I want you to tell me everything there is to know about the people who kidnapped Sam," Being in the protection of Dean and a head of mafias certainly had its perks. All problems that he had ever had at his club stopped, he could demand just about anything he wanted, and watching Dean kill an entire criminal circle to enact revenge on the people who kidnapped him did things to Sam heart that it probably shouldn't.