Novel & Cerita Reckless Renegades Merigold's Story

“Andrea, listen to me,” Valerie said. “That woman is dangerous. Lance shouldn’t date her.” “Why? What makes you think so?” Andrea inquired, quite befuddled. “Because she is a gold digger.” “What?” Andrea gasped. “That woman,” Valerie added. “She is that gold digger who seduced my son.” Andrea blinked swiftly while gaping. She was not sure if she heard Valerie right, even if Valerie repeated it twice. ‘What does Valerie mean by being a gold digger and seducing Eric?’ Andrea asked inside her head.

As the raw truth surfaces across the borders, every bloodline realizes that Meredith is nothing but a mate-stealing leech who structured this entire execution out of pure, suffocating hatred for my heavy majesty. Although Silverhowl caused a massive storm, my human mind remains entirely silent, refusing to waste breath defending my honor when my talent speaks for itself. Meredith’s private communication cave is instantly breached by rogue hackers, leaving a continuous stream of violent, attacking runes burning onto her stone walls. "Shameless thief! To steal a human's betrothed alpha, and then wrap your foul pelt in the guise of a victim while throwing dirt onto her name!" "Exile your useles

I can’t wait to see Speed wipe the track with them. I take another look around and see Merigold coming towards me pushing the girls in their double stroller. They are all smiles and giggles looking around at everything going on. I smile looking at their excited faces. I love all my nephews but these girls have a special place in my heart. As I’m sure any other girls that may come along will have the same. That thought has me picturing a heavily pregnant Speed. Her belly is big and round with our child. Feeling it move inside her. Laughing when it kicks my hand. Running around the back yard chasing a giggling little girl with Speed’s dark hair and eyes. Her skin is a perfect mix of mine and S

"I once tried to jump the Blackridge Gorge on a dirt bike to impress a girl. Ended up with a broken leg and a dead bike. The girl married a Silverfang scout a month later." "Terrible taste in men," Merek noted, his form more solid than usual as he sat by the hearth. "I once convinced an entire village I was a deity because I could make the Northern Lights appear on command. They brought me goats for a year. I hate goats." I laughed—really laughed—m for the first time in weeks. I looked at them. The Alpha, the Enforcer, the hockey player , and Merek. They were mine. And I was theirs.

Outside the western gates of the Blue Moon Pack, the air was cold and dark. The two rogue mercenaries Melissa had hired were hiding behind a clump of thick bushes just around the corner from the main border line. They had been waiting there for hours, tapping their boots impatiently against the dirt. They didn't tell Melissa they were coming back so soon. They wanted to catch her by surprise so she wouldn't have time to hide the gold or run away. "You think she will bring the money?" the second rogue asked, pulling his jacket tighter around his shoulders.

"He will be dearly pleased, it might cause havoc at the start but that will only be because he is in shock but once the boys arrive, he will melt into their charming dainty innocence." Merrigold looked around and noticed that everyone else was sleeping. Except the two of them, she braved herself for a dreadful fantasy conversation. It was nearing the early hours of the am. The sun was starting to rise, she needed to stretch her arms and legs. They had been in the same position for so long. Her behind felt uncomfortably stiff. Her body felt stiff in the crammed compartment nonetheless she was grateful she would be getting home, back to her city. Without them she did not know where she would h

Leonardo retorts, “ There’s no point to all of this. You’re here to be our maid and maybe even give us a haircut, which was your original purpose here, by the way. ” Something crinkles from the corner of the room, like the sound of foil being folded or crumpled up. All eyes turn to Goldie, who is currently digging into a bag of chips. “Jesus, kid. Couldn’t you be quieter? We’re talking here.” Goldie looks at Leonardo for a moment, and then returned his attention to his snack. With a couple of chips in his mouth, he slowly speaks up. “Let’s go to…Capiz.” “Huh…?” Leonardo shoots a scowl at the young man who is innocently eating junk food.

​Ren: The Hermit of the Void Ren remained at the summit of the Iron Peak, in the ruins where their parents had vanished. He was the most changed. He rarely spoke, and when he did, his voice caused the electronics in the room to short-circuit. He was the "Fail-Safe," the one who held the Song of the End in his mind, ready to play it again if the world tipped too far into chaos. ​The Adversity: The Silverpack Rebellion ​The Silver pack was no longer a cohesive unit. A faction of younger shifters, the Broken-Fangs, had grown tired of Leo’s rigid laws and Maya’s economic control. They whispered that the Vanes were "half-breed tyrants" who had stolen the wolf's birthright.

His eyes twinkled with the expectations he had for our future. "Ms. Olivia Cohen, will you be my girlfriend? I promise you a future with no hurt, lies, or betrayal." I nodded and broke down in tears. Back then, I had no idea that the incident was about to happen soon. Sometimes, I would wake up after having nightmares and imagine whether I would be able to share a happy life with Nathan if that incident had not happened. Unfortunately, there was no way for us to turn back time and change things. In 2016, my father's company faced a huge crisis. They did not have enough funding to maintain operations, and their stock prices plummeted. My father was probably going to face prosecution too.

In the end, my grandfather was the one who had led Skymex Group to its current glory in his youth, propelling himself as the richest man of Adonia. That was why everyone in the hall recognized him and knew about his legend. And given everything he did since he arrived, everyone in the hall now understood that I was the real grandson of Miles Langford—and Harold was the gigolo who was being sponsored. That was why they were all looking at him in disgust right then. "What? Harold Langford is really a gigolo! How desperate do those women have to be to get a sugar baby like that?" "Hell, I think Quincy, Ellie, and Jennie are the crazy ones here. Ellie and Jennie actually called their own family