Rainn Wilson Novels & Stories

Alana gulps before uttering the words that shock each one of them to the core. “His real name is Austin Jones of the Black Onyx Pack.”

Me saying that wouldn’t help anyway. However, when we make it to the barrier, it isn’t Time I see. It’s Cain. He stands there, hands shoved in his trouser pockets, smirking. My heart falls the moment I see him, those golden strands in his hair glowing underneath the sunlight. It seems strange to see him outside in the sun. He seems like a dark dwelling demon. A demon that has saved my life before. Alden looks confused, unsure of who the strange man is standing outside the barrier. “Can we help you.”

Too hardened, it made me scared for a second. He motioned to the waiter and asked for bill. The waiter for quick and with fare tip given, James Russo got up from his place. “Let’s go,” his voice was normal as if he was no longer angry. My eyes narrowed in suspicion nonetheless I got up from the seat and walked after him. Sudden uproar in the clouds made it clear that it will be raining in sometime now. I sat in the car as he drove the car smoothly. The thunderstorm strikes hard in the sky making me scared. Eventually it started to rain. I closed my eyes just to escape my fears of lightning….. Not knowing what more was to come…..

She closed the behind her as she leaned against the wall. I heard her sigh. "So this is your dangerous world.", Rain stated. She looked at me and the intensity in them knocked the air out of my lungs. I could just nod my heard. "You were like a professional. The way you shot him, hid his body without worry and covered the blood. You have done it before. Haven't you?", Rain asked. "Yes.", I stated. Never in my life I felt so ashamed of what I am. "God. What have I got myself into.", Rain cried out making my heart clench. Her voice didn't show disgust. It showed hurt and betrayal.

How, Zoe, how can you think of sex now? I didn’t brush my hair this morning, my face is drawn and pallid and I’m in the presence of a male model. A fitness model if his body is anything to go by. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. The kids were fighting in the back and I…” He reached into his glossy, slate grey suit jacket, pulling out a pristine, silver iPhone. “I’ll need your insurance details.” He tapped at his phone, lifting it to his ear. “You’re calling the cops?”

Niko said, his jaw locked. "And?" I asked, trying to gauge how much he knew. I swallowed hard just as Russo walked in. The wind howled outside, matching my drumming heart in my chest. Snow dusted on his clothes. He tugged his hoodie off his head and ran his hand through his hair multiple times. I was so engrossed in watching him that I shivered in fear hearing a gun shot. Russo's jaw set tight as his menacing gaze trained on Alessio. He stood immovable, giving him a murderous look.

I want to express the words, but emotion is forcing them down. Grayson pulled away, holding my shoulders back so he could look at me. Reilly never hit me once. No one did. That's not what I was there for, so I could tell that Grayson was relieved to see no marks on me. "What happened? Why? Who do I have to kill?" His questions came at me like wild fire, and I had to take a moment to assess what to tell him. "A man I used to work with. His name is Reilly. He wanted me to be apart of his stupid uprising," I tell him. Grayson's face immediately darkens.

“Give me her whereabout and you're free to go. Alive.” “As you can see, blocker.” Rio grinned and stretched out his arms, sneering. “I only brought the ax, the clothes and the robe I wore. Besides, how could you expect me to know what you're talking to me about?” “Wolvire,” his enemy spoke a name angrily. “You know very well what it is, damn human! Give it me the information or you will die!” “I don't want to die.” Rio grinned again, his expression pale and strange under the blue moonlight. “I must add I'm sorry. I don't have anything information you talk about. Just go to hell!”

I was not making any sense of whatever I said. "Rayne... you're safe! Nobody will hurt you here. Adrian is alive, Eleanor and Tyler aren’t here," Olivia told me. I sat up and instantly, the pain found its way again to my back. I started sobbing loudly and I felt Olivia hugging me. "I know Adrian is taking so long, but he can’t leave Hutton because there is a storm there." "I'm tired... I'm either in pain or hallucinating... I cannot take this," I cried out. "Just ask Evelyn to kill me... I cannot bear this pain, this is too much for me."

"Please, take a seat We walked toward the sofa. I got distracted as we passed a corridor with two doors on each side and a large door at the end, where four men were standing. I could only see the face of one of them, as the others were partly turned to the side or had their backs to me. Mr. Ryan must have been among them, not the one whose face I could see, as he didn't look almost thirty years old; he must have been over sixty The two who were partially turned looked younger and had darker hair. The one with his back to me was very tall and seemed quite strong under his black suit. He had broad shoulders, clearly larger than the other men, and he had blonde hair. He looked somehow familiar