Rodney Stark: Books Novels & Stories

"It's Korean. She's either telling you you're diseased or she's calling you a motherfucker." "Mancini, you spy f*ck. You have this place rigged?" Lyon seemed more interested in that than in the fact that there was a deadly female out for blood in the room. Mancini didn't answer him, just turned his attention to her. "Hello Roxanna, I'm Hank, and these gentlemen are here to help you." "I don't need anyone's help. Where have you brought me?" She looked around the room, which looked like a room in any mansion would. But I imagine after what she'd been through that the beauty of the room was totally lost on her.

There he was— leaning against the auditorium doorway, dressed in all leather black, clutching a helmet, exuding that dangerous calm was— Killian Lancaster— The school bad boy— The school rebel. The dream boy of every female. Boys wanted to be like him, girls wanted him as a boyfriend, teachers saw him as a nuisance who's hardly in school or attended classes but somehow aced all his classes. He's freaking hot with his tall lean intimidating height, coupled with his pretty face and his long jet black hair hanging on his shoulders to round off the ensemble. His water glass eyes that melted both boys and girls fixated on me.

** Hi, this is your author. Thank you so much for reading Clara and Rodrick’s story. I hope you fell in love with them, too. Clara was never an antagonist and Rodrick was never a crazy fucker lol In case some of you still don’t know, this is a second book. The first one is in my profile and it’s called ‘Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha’ The next in this universe is going to be Andrew and Alessandro’s love story. I’ll start uploading their chapters tomorrow. Since it’s finished already I’ll probably upload two chapters a day

Stark looked at Noah with sad eyes and said, “You are being emotional about this right now, but later on, you will see the bigger picture, son.” Too drunk on his feelings to respond, Noah ignored his father's words and reached for the plate of toast, squeezing his eyes shut for a second when he heard Mr. Stark's sigh. A while later, Mrs. Stark returned to the room with a middle-aged gentleman that seemed to be around the age of Mr. Stark with dark brown hair, tanned skin, hazelnut-colored eyes, and broad shoulders. “Noah, this is Rhodes .” Mrs. Stark introduced them with a small smile, taking her spot next to Noah, who immediately stood up and shook hands with the man. “He mostly serves this

At the age of nine, my dad was brutally murdered by alpha Lance. An evil beast, who once used to rule over our land, Lancaster, before it was named Starkville. He treated us like nothing but slaves and puppets because we all feared him so much. We were so horrified by him that our bodies could not stand still whenever he was near us. Our entire body trembles worrying about what he plans to do to us next. Thankfully to the moon goddess we were all luckily saved by Ares. The new Alpha of our land. The brave reddish-brown wolf who had taken down our wicked alpha. He came from another land rule over by his dad, another great alpha, alpha Logan. The day our new alpha, alpha Ares had taken over ou