Rod Reiss Novels & Stories

We all turned back and saw a thin guy holding a rod and running to us . “What the hell is that creature?” I muttered . He came to attack me but for his bad luck I got the rod from him and he just ran away in the same manner . This was so stupid. Anyway I got my favourite weapon . I started to bang everyone coming at me . The rod started to cover in blood . That was nothing new but Aiden witnessing all this is . He is just making weird faces like a little bitch .

Not even who- had trained him. Wesley Slate was known notoriously as a menace and a rogue that no one wanted to be tangled with. But Noah knew he wanted to have fun, and what better than to make two notoriously menacing rogues go at each other's throat to give a good show for the visiting alphas before they auctioned off the new rogue woman? Brandon's eyes lifted as he heard growling and the sound of metal smashing together. He hears a loud growl, and a whine as he comes toward the entrance to a corral. The center is covered in blood along with a whirl of dust that slowly diminishes.

We didn't hear a word from Clarrise but we know she's still with Landon. "And I know the truth about your mate. I don't know who he is yet, but I know what he is. He's a vampire. Your mate is a vampire, Rees." ***** Ed_Dianthe | Ms. Ed

Joanna was worried about losing her wealthy boyfriend, so every day she changed her tricks. One day, Jeffrey had a hangover and had just returned home when he received a call from Joanna. The woman on the other end of the phone had a gentle voice, just as he liked it in the past. "Jeffrey, something happened in the rose garden." Jeffrey became sober at once. "What happened?" Joanna paused for a moment, trying to be mysterious. "I saw the roses growing green leaves, are they going to bloom?" Jeffrey got up and jumped up and down to get there.

Reese is a brawny redhead, 6′2, and a training enforcer. “I promise it'll be fun.” I showed her my Cheshire cat smile.

the men hummed, seeming unconvinced. Mr. Reece swiveled in his chair and added, “If everything goes downhill, you can always offer your body-" “Gentlemen.” I interrupted them again, “If you wish to stop funding my company due to your lack of respect for women, then I cannot, and will not, convince you to stay. I will leave you with this, though: I am more than what some believe. I do not need to use my sexuality as a weapon because I have my parent’s genes to make me a strong, fierce competitor in the industry. I have expansion plans, and leaving Claudette Reed now of all times would be a grave mistake for you to make.”

Reese shook his head and grabbed my elbow. “There’s a better way,” he said with a smirk. He walked around the red cording up to the bouncer at the door. I followed along, nervously. “Reese Owen,” he said smoothly, handing over some folded bills. The bouncer took them and placed them in his breast pocket before unlatching the velvet rope and letting us go into the darkness within.

He said. Just then he dashed toward a one thousand years old Demon and touched her by her shoulder and she shivered and bowed in fear. "The rascal has been suspected to be a boy... I want you to play your trick of finding that bastard... You aren't just a student for fun sake, Reese" He replied. "Okay Sir.. I know what to do to leak his true identity" Reese, who is also a CEO of a company, replied. "Better" He replied angrily. And just then his eyes glow red that causes the glass in his hand to break into a million pieces.

I'm amused by how such small things like a store makes her happy causing her voice to elevate higher a little bit. “ it’s a longer drive if you don't want to, there’s a smaller store more in town you can go to but the quality isn’t as great” she finishes her voice dropped, calmer this time making it seem she was less excited about this store but understood why we'd choose it. “ the woodsmen shop sounds perfect” Ryan cheers pushing on my seat. “ I’m sorry I have to asked but are you gay?” Creed remarks “ because you are the only dude I know that squeals like a girl on purpose” he states

’ Pete noticed her frowning at the screen. “What’s wrong?” he asked. “What was the name of the guy, the drug dealer or whatever he is who put a price on the Reiver’s head?” she asked, not taking her eyes off the screen. “Harris, Gordon Harris, why?” “There was a victim of the massacre called Paul Harris, his DNA profile is here, I tested it myself. Maybe they are related?” she looked at Pete questioningly.