Reynold Eckhart Novels & Stories

A small wince escaped Rayne’s lips and I found myself unintentionally wrapping my arm more around her feeble body. "A very powerful witch," she answered me. "Adrian, I need you to keep holding Rayne just like that. The process is going to be really painful and she might need to hold onto you and I'll need you to calm her down. We don’t want to add any more salt to her cuts." Elizabeth spoke to me and I nodded. I glanced at Rayne and saw tears trickling down her blue face. This change of colour was not a good sign at all. She was in dire need for oxygen. I sat against the wall and held her protectively in my arms. My mind refused to believe that Rayne might die that night. I could not believe

I ran in as well, only to get stopped by Hunter as he got in front of me and dad. My eyes travelled around the room and I locked eyes with the man who would soon become the man of my dreams and the man in my nightmares. Austin Dechart.

That’s all that’s in his head. “Oh, sorry, please come in.” Mrs Smith called in a beautiful and gorgeous red-haired girl to the class, she’s tall like a model and has the stunning look of an Angel. “Ohhh she’s cute.” My wolf complimented this girl, he never does that, not even once, not even Ainsley, so what makes her different? “Everyone, this is Justin Reyes, she just transferred here. I expect everyone to be welcoming and nice to her. Kingsley, stay away from her.”

Nothing new. "Just so you're aware, I could destroy your life in an instant. In mere seconds, I could turn your reality into a nightmare with a simple snap of my fingers. No one confronts me and gets away unscathed, and you? You're on the brink, and trust me, you're the one who's going to get hurt. I'll tell you who I am. Trevor Reynolds, the chief executive officer of a multi-billion dollar company. Got that? I wield billions!" he declared, his pride peeking through.

His body immediately slumps and while he didn't suffer half as much as I would have liked, he's gone and Bonnie's free of him and that's all that matters. "Nice!" Both Robbie and Will cheer at the same time. "I have dinner plans so you're next." Elder Rick grunts as he moves in closer to Rowan. "I believe in the vows that I took when I became an Elder but that doesn't mean that there are times when I feel like a wolf deserves more punishment than I can give and you are one of those times." This is one of the reasons as to why I like Elder Rick so much. He's loyal to the elders but he's not afraid to tell you exactly what he thinks.

Even the quiet hum of the old ceiling fan overhead seemed to fade out. “Alright,” he said, voice smooth, almost too casual. “Time to stop messing around.” I tensed. “My name is Rein,” he continued, eyes flicking between me and Christian with deliberate slowness. “I’m a 'nkt your typical werewolf, as you'd like to tag me," he said this glancing at me. " Seven hundred years old. Been living in Nevada for the past two decades, keeping a low profile.”

My eyes widened in shock when I felt baby Ezekiel's gentle kick inside my stomach as if he heard me talking to him. "Did you hear me, baby Ezekiel? Do you want to see the sunrise too?" I asked him excitedly and then I smiled sweetly when I felt him kicking inside my stomach again. I can’t help but smile sweetly every time baby Ezekiel kicks inside my stomach. I was hoping Michael is with us right now witnessing this moment, I’m sure he'll cry in so much happiness and comment that our baby Ezekiel will gonna be a great football player when he grows up.

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."

“Get your things ready, you are going back to the states.” “Uh? Back to the states? But dad I just got back home and I already finished my program at school…” Eleanor protested. “There is no change of plans. The decision has been made.” Uncle Bob said, and chewed slowly without sparing her a glance. “Uncle Bob…I missed home…Can’t I just stay a bit more?” she turned towards Howard and mouthed to him, “Plead with me…”

"Wait here." I say to my parents before following him to his office. In Alpha Reed's office we sat in the chairs in front of his desk and he sat behind it, but as he stared at us I could tell that he was very unhappy because of the letter and I sighed as scenarios played through my mind of what I would like to do to Tamara right now. Alpha Reed looked to be in his early 30s and he had short brown hair, dark eyes that were almost black and he had a few scars on his bulging arms, which pulled against his tight white tee as he crossed his arms behind his desk.