Reynold Eckhart Novels & Stories

Except for him. Jack Reynolds lounged in his seat like he owned the damn room. Legs spread wide, one arm draped over the back of the chair, scrolling on his phone without a care. His broad shoulders filled out that hoodie, messy dark hair, and that cocky face that never showed fear. Twenty-one years old and already acting like he could eat me alive. I felt my pussy twitch just looking at him. Annoying as hell. I tapped my ruler hard on the lectern. “Since the rest of you are paying attention,” I said, voice sharp and cold, “who can tell me the product when ethanoyl chloride reacts with ammonia?”

He looked ordinary, exhausted, and utterly terrified. Jay's breath hitched. He knew the face. It was from a file he'd studied a lifetime ago, in another life. Dr. Reinhardt Klein. A former East German biochemist turned freelance pharmaceutical wizard. His specialty had been neuro-active compounds. Suppressants. Enhancers. His name had been in the footnotes of Jay's own medical records from the agency, the man who had formulated the first generation of the drugs used to "stabilize" him.

He clenched his hands in his lap, his nails digging into his palms. An older man with a shock of white hair and a perpetually displeased expression stood up, recognized by the moderator. It was Lawrence Eckhart, a notorious corporate raider who’d made a fortune tearing apart companies weaker than RGL. He was holding a copy of the Metropolitan Report, the damning headline visible even from the stage.

The sentence is left hanging in the air but we all know what she means and the silence is deafening. "I'll go." A voice in the doorway interrupts and a guy I don't recognise walks into the room. "I'm Renn, Alpha Erin's gamma. She sent me here to let you know that Ekron knows about the human you changed. It's having an effect on his followers, we had three come to us this morning and request sanctuary, stating they felt your success with the human is a sign from the Moon Goddess that you are the true Alpha not Ekron. Alpha Erin is concerned he will select a human to change to prove he is also blessed by the Moon Goddess." "I don't need a guy to protect me, Tegwen." Amara complains and Renn sm

End the erosion creeping through my senses. Forgetting would mean something else entirely. Ethan’s fingers lace with mine, solid and warm, anchoring me in the moment. He doesn’t speak. He doesn’t push. He waits. And in that silence, I understand something with chilling clarity: The Reverent isn’t the end. It’s the consequence. Of a system built on control. Of a world that learned to survive by refusing to look at what it had created. Whatever choice I make next won’t just decide Midnight’s fate.

Surely- this was my Uncle Caleb, Dad, and Uncle Fred's brother. "That's me. Who do I owe the pleasure to?" I reply, making him chuckle. "Right. Let me introduce myself. The name is Caleb. Caleb Knight, I'm the owner of Knight's Enterprise and the father of Andrew Knight. It's come to my attention that you are the man of the night." he says smiling, extending his arm for me to shake. I shake firmly, making his smile widen. "It's a pleasure, sir," I say, playing it off. Does he really not know we are related? Or could he be trying to pull my leg? Either way, I have a feeling I need to be careful with him.

“That’s a lie!” “Objection, hearsay.” Evelyn stood. “Sustained.” Gideon continued to badger me about the Christmas party and ask questions I did not know the answers to. He got me flustered and rattled which I was not prepared for. I found myself not answering more questions than I was answering. I felt sick and weak. “Your honor, I would like to take a 10-minute recess.” Evelyn requested. The judge agreed and I was taken back to the waiting room I was in earlier. A few moments later Evelyn and Jack burst through the door.

Reynolds changed into a different outfit by that time and was standing on the platform delivering the opening speech for the parent-teacher meeting. Just as he was halfway through his speech, an assistant rushed up to the platform, and said pantingly, "Mr. Reynolds, Mr. Reynolds, Mr. Reath- Mr. Reath has come to the school." "What did you say?! Are you talking about Kolten Reath, the richest man in the entire city?" Mr. Reynolds asked, somewhat incredulously. He gasped with disbelief, but that was quickly followed by excitement, after seeing his assistant nod.

taking out five dollars in ones I reach out to hand them to him only for him to shack his head no. "What's your name" he asks catching me off guard, here I thought this Adonis of a man was just going to ignore me while we waited. "Harper, Harper Lewis" I hate my name with a passion, I still to this day have no idea why my mom named me Harper. I reach my hand out for him to shake and ask him what his name is. "Nixon Marsh" he shakes my hand and I feel sparks as if he was electrically charged and I pull my hand away quickly.

“Arianna is an only child, you have the wrong woman.” “I am Theodore Der Mandant,” he said, looking at Viktor who tensed. The man’s family was well known, and we knew that killing him would end up getting us in trouble. It wasn’t just about him being a messenger right now, it was about who HE was. “I do not make mistakes, and judging by your fumbled expression, I take it that you are well aware who I am, Alpha Dean.”