Ravi Ross Novels & Stories

He quickly shuffles back to the fridge, where he puts it under lock and key. “My apologies,” he staggers, moving back toward his workbench, putting some distance between him and us. “These were the files I was given on the rogues. You can go through them and see if you notice anything I missed.” He passes two manilla folders to us, one named *Rogue one, Sex: male, Age: 32* and the second *Rogue two, Sex: male, Age: 26*. “There are more, but these are the recent ones and with the most information.”

I asked curiously. "He's Captain Barbossa, Jackson is Will Turner and Blake is Jack Sparrow. They had a marathon of all the Pirates of the Caribbean films a couple of nights ago and so they all dressed as their favourite character," Jamie said. Now I really did want to see the three of them because I would pay good money to see all three of them dressed as those for fun.

I said proudly. “That won't happen, Alpha Roman.” Raven voiced out. “You can sit, let's start the meeting. We will start with a brief introduction.” “You guys have to tell me what's your role in this partnership? And how I would gain from collaborating in this partnership.” I said politely. “I'm Alpha Xiaver from the ancient castle. I would be a major stakeholder in this partnership. I would be investing in the business by volunteering for our water company.” He said in a polite tone.

The only thing about our situation is that he's so focused with where we are going and he probably isn't aware about how sweet shit we look right now. I've never held hands with anyone except Ashton but he's an exception because he is my best friend and there's no romantic strings attached between us. So, Cyrus is the first guy I have held hands with. He's my first real kiss and not that Dylan because there was no feelings to it at all, and he's the first man I've been intimate with in my twenty four years of existence. Gosh, I am blushing!

They had reluctantly come to an agreement by the time the sun rose. For now, at least, Roman would remain with them. Under strict observation, he would impart his knowledge and assist them in getting ready for the impending storm. Understanding their adversary was the first step. Roman summarised what little he knew, stating that Anton Voss, a former Kain associate who had gained influence in the chaos after his fall, was in charge of the group. Voss was ambitious, brutal, and prepared to kill anyone who threatened his schemes. "He's intelligent," Roman cautioned. He also has resources, including cash, weapons, and personnel. It will be difficult to defeat him.

I never met this Connor guy but from just what I have heard here alone I have huge respect for him and how he treated Rosie. "He does... he did..." Tony tries to cover a growl with a cough, but he fails miserably and this has Rosie smiling. She places her hand on his chest and leans into him. "As I said earlier, Conner was like a brother to me, that was all." He nods giving her a gentle smile. "I know sweetheart. I didn't mean to growl. Zero is just being an asshole, ignore him!" Everyone in the room chuckles, including Rosie, before we sober up and come back to our reality.

“What is it?” Dad’s face is bitter as he begins. “You know that Roy, Nova’s father, is the second son of Beta Roran. What you don’t know is that Roy was always angry that he was the second. That he would never have the title, the power, or the strength that his brother Robert had. He was constantly causing fights between the two, sneaking around trying to get Robert in trouble, and just generally being a pain in the ass to everyone.”

Tony was about to take the order but Taya was faster and served a bottle of corona along with the glass in a matter of seconds. "Thank you." She said lowly, as she looked up at the man and their gazes collided. Taya heart skipped a bit as her breath was stuck in her lungs. "You are welcome." The man stared back at Taya before he added, "Danger's everywhere." Taking out a pack of cigars and lighter, putting them on the counter. "Yes." Taya was like hypnotized by the man's utterance. "Never rely on anyone. You should have defended yourself. Not even your co worker would survive a fight against a useless cockroach." He took a swig right from the bottle.

His gaze meets mine. "Katherine Collins. It's a pleasure, Mr. Coleman." I offer a handshake, still amazed at how young he is, among other things. The square jaw, the stubble, and the blue, almost gray, eyes were a combination that made his face perfect. "Just Niels, please. It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Collins. I am the Chief Marketing Officer, and I believe we'll be meeting frequently from today onwards." "You're the CMO of Ryan? Excuse my surprise... it's just that I expected someone less young."

Crozier and for those who are not familiar with the Reivers and their history, Crozier is most definitely a Reiver name. He stopped and took a breath and murmurs spread around the room as everyone quietly discussed the theory with their aides and PAs. Sarah had felt Pete’s body tense up next to her, she stole a glance at him and saw with concern that he look pale and clammy. She was just going to ask him if he was ok but she was interrupted by someone else speaking. Paul Robbins from the Joint Intelligence Committee stood up and spoke as the room quietened once again.