Redemption An Amos Decker Novel 5 Novels & Stories

I nodded and tucked my hair behind my ears as I bent down to kiss him, to show the grimreaper and to the world that I love him. Just then, someone shouted, "Move, the ambulance is here!" I lifted my head and looked towards the entrance hopefully. The place was empty, all the guests had run away, leaving me, Axel, and three handsome men, one of whom was waggling his eyebrows at me. Little Red and Derek were holding Lousianna down. The ambulance men came over with their stretcher and placed Axel on it. I don't know if it was my imagination, but the aura suddenly turned chilling, making me shiver uncontrollably. I wrapped my arms around my body, feeling cold and lost.

Not only was I buying us time, but I was also hoping on a miracle. By holding out, a part of me was counting on Damon to do the right thing and call off the intended war, no matter how ridiculous that sounded. After the very deadly letter he had written to me in his own handwriting, about how he was going to make sure my people were completely purged from the earth, I had to accept that no miracle was forthcoming. “How’s my mom doing?” I asked the sorceress who checked on my mother from time to time when I entered the house.

This was my chance to make things right and forget about the last night. As we walked towards the renovating building, Matthew's excitement filled the air. He had put his heart and soul into this bar, and I knew how much it meant to him. His dreams were finally coming true, and I couldn't let my selfish actions jeopardize that. I plastered a smile on my face as Matthew opened the door to the bar. The smell of fresh paint and sawdust filled the atmosphere, and I couldn't help but admire the transformation taking place. The bar was spacious, with beautiful wooden furnishings and a warm, inviting ambiance.

"Twelve years ago, Alpha Denver Hondra and every member of his family were killed in a house fire. Now, most of the pack members believed it was my doing because I forced my way to the seat of Alpha after that. But I only took what was mine. It was what I wanted and I went for it." I pause to relive the memory of the time I first became the Alpha of the Red Moon pack. It was a dream I fulfilled for myself and I would do it again and again. Facing the boy again, I say, "Your friend decided to pull a stunt yesterday at the pack meeting. She accused me of killing the former Alpha and laid claim of his son still living. The first thing I need you to answer is how she found out about this. How do

“From a scout who decided to retire early.” “Early,” Mara repeats dryly. Hazel shrugs. “I encouraged his portfolio to diversify. He’s diversifying under a snowdrift.” “What did he say before he went into finance?” I ask. “That Redmaw’s got a new Alpha, Draven Holt, who says we killed a god in the dirt and he’s here to make a church out of our bones. Same old sermon, new pulpit. He wants Eli back.” Hazel’s mouth quirks. “Says he’ll ‘purify’ him.”

“No. I told you you’d lose your memories that made you weak. But when the boy touched you, when he forced your soul to remember, you reignited what you buried. He turned your own hollow power against you.” I staggered back, breath shaking. “You mean—” “Yes,” it said simply. “The light didn’t just survive. It lives inside you now.” The Shadowfire crackled at my feet, rebelling, twisting between flame and frost. I felt its hunger clash with something else, something soft, infuriatingly warm, pulsing faintly under my ribs. A heartbeat. Mine. Again. I pressed my hand to my chest, horrified. “No.” The entity grinned wider. “Oh, yes. Congratulations, Malachai. You’ve been… redeemed.”

then Benedict turned to return to the front of his daughter's room, awaiting the results. And after that, it didn't take long for the two healers to come out with distressed faces. They worried everyone, then asked to speak alone with the Duke at some distance when they saw that Hera would rather see her daughter in person than hear from her. Oscar retreated farther away so as not to be seen, he had no intention of eavesdropping, but his sense of hearing was always sensitive because he had half ELF blood.

Justin asked him with an inquisitive look. "That's because water can't be poisoned," he said to us, and we nodded positively. "So what is this important issue that made you travel all the way from your pack to my coven?" Derrick asked me after gulping down half of the blood in the cup he was holding. "My father was killed yesterday," I said to him, and immediately he widened his eyes in surprise. "What!!! Who killed him?" He asked me with a surprised tone. "It's Alpha Darian, the Alpha of the Wolfenwood Pack," I said to him, and immediately he heaved a sigh of dejection.

“I haven’t given you enough reason to not trust me, have I? I do what I’m told and I behave. Reaper isn’t someone you can just talk to whenever you want.” “That’s not the fucking agreement.” That was one of the few things I hated about these men in suits. They weren’t scary. They knew they weren’t. Sure, they had more money and more power, but that meant nothing in the grand scheme of things. They were pussies. And they knew it. “I… I want him. That’s the fucking person I want.” You think if I knew where Decker was, I’d be entertaining your shit? He’d gone AWOL. Again. I’d heard about his newest rendezvous. Taking off the people with a bounty on their head. I couldn’t imagine how much he’d r

Derek didn't know what hit him. Amos ignored everyone else as he shoved Derek with enough force to send the wolf shifter sailing twenty meters. Derek didn't land on his arse. Instead, he touched the ground gracefully on four feet as he smoothly transitioned to his wolf, and as the old warrior turned around, Amos wasn't surprised to see Derek's hackles rise and his lips pull back in a challenging growl. This was long overdue. His t-shirt and shorts became a necessary casualty as Amos fluidly transformed into his second skin, swaying his massive head and snorting in aggression as he met the warrior's challenge with one of his own. A defensive howl pierced the air as Derek looked around, trying