روايات وقصص ضمن Reid Pronunciation

The larger Alpha yelled and struggled harder in Coal's grasp. “Relax, son, give me a moment,” Reid said as he touched Grayson's shoulder and stepped in front of him. He caught a faint whiff of something on the smaller Alpha when he was dropped at his feet. Reid squatted down, leaned his face toward the smaller Alpha, and took a deep breath in through his nose before his head jerked back. “Oh!” Reid said as he looked at the smaller Alpha. He turned his head and looked at the larger Alpha, whose chest was heaving, glaring at him.

Reid was like the mother we never had, helping us with things we thought we would never need but eventually need one day. “Thank goddess I didn't listen to you and Ezra then.” He rolled his eyes before giving volume to the sound and I gently tapped his shoulder. He turned and gave me a glare before I pushed his face to the screen to listen to the conversation that ensued between Austin and the driver. AUSTIN: who are you and what do you want?

Reid asked Ian and he suddenly looked nervous. "I, I don't know... I actually don't know the difference." I groaned as I looked away from him. I couldn't even bring myself to look at him because I was afraid I would make him feel worse then I'm sure he already feels. "So wait, you're hearing a voice, in your head and it's a wolf?" Reid asked, turning his attention back to me. "Yes and he's a moron and won't shut up!" I said, then glared at Reid when he tried not to laugh.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN POV: Zara She read it three times. Local businessman Damon Reid linked to criminal investigation, sources claim financial misconduct spanning five years. Reid. Not Cole. Not the street name he’d carried so long everyone forgot it wasn’t his birth name. Reid. She’d never known his last name was Reid. Had never thought to ask. He was just Damon. Had always been just Damon. The name Cole was Marcus’s, was hers, was a thing Damon had borrowed and worn so naturally nobody questioned it.

Luckily for me, the door was not even thick, so I could pick up what they were saying without so much as trying. Reid, what are you trying to get from her?” Sandra fired back. Why is that your concern?” Reid asked harshly. He sounded irritated and clearly not pleased with Sandra, maybe his anger wasn’t entirely directed at her, but it was clear he was in a foul mood. I came to understand that the reason I had not recognized his voice instantly until I drew closer was because his mood had altered his voice entirely. He sounded like someone I was encountering for the very first time. He sounded utterly dangerous.

GRAY “What did you just say?” I thundered, striding toward him, each step shaking with the storm building inside me. My chest rose and fell fast, my voice raw with rage. Reid hung upside down, blood dripping from a cut on his jaw, his body straining against the ropes. His swollen lips curled into a sneer, his eyes burning with defiance. “You heard me! Don’t make me repeat myself!” His voice cracked, yet he still screamed like he wanted me to break.

Let me talk to her. "It's on the speaker. Just say it, and she can hear you." Chelsea was surprised. When the person over the phone heard this, he immediately calmed down and put away his Lorwick accent. He said with respect, "Is it Ms. Ingersoll? Hello, I am Jayden's father, Reid."

Reid, free, waving at the east hall camera like a man on holiday. Beside him, the buyer’s clean coat. And on Reid’s phone screen, already uploading, a shaky clip of Harden on his knees and my boarded window behind him. Reid looked into my lens and mouthed two words I could read from across a city. Your move.

Third Person Reid left the office like a man on a mission because, well, he is. He did not put on his seatbelt as he drove towards Chloe's house, the shabby little place in a low class neighborhood, far from the luxury that her and her family used to indulge in. He jumps out of the car and rushes towards the front door, his fists banging against the wooden material, rattling the door in its hinges. “Chloe!” Reid screams, his voice strained and full of urgency. “I know you are in there! Get your ass out here right now!”

But I made sure my voice was just loud enough to carry clear but vague words. “Did you do your part of the work…” I said slowly, my gaze never leaving Raven’s face, “…or should I rely on Plan A?” Raven narrowed his eyes. They heard me. But they wouldn’t understand. And it would drive them crazy. Reid stood silent for a breath. Then his jaw flexed, and he gave the faintest nod. “Yes. I did it,” he mumbled, almost under his breath. And that was all I needed. I smiled, cool and cold, like something vicious was blooming behind my teeth.