Ronan Novels & Stories

After being kicked out by his family because of his sexuality, Ashton now needs to find a way to survive. Eventually, he agrees to take up Zie's offer to be his bed mate. Will everything go as expected? Will Ashton fall for Zie–the sexy and ruthless billionaire? *** Ashton was kicked out from their house because of his sexuality, he can only go back home if he decided that he's not gay anymore. He leaves their house defeated knowing that there's no chance of him going back home. Out of frustration to find a shelter, he decided to post on his twitter account asking for help in exchange for his body. That's where he met Zie Mendez, the guy with oozing personality and charisma, the CEO of Me

After a while, he sighed. "My real name is Lucian Quentin Ross". His cold voice broke the silence. I raised my head to look at him. Shock evident on my face. "My dad is Damien Ross". He continued. A small gasp flew from my lips, my eyes widening in surprise. I've heard of Damien Ross. He was one of America's biggest and most wanted drug lord. Ignoring the look on my face, he continued.

“I’m not sure which one she is. Who is her father?” “He was called Colin before he passed away,” Aaron explained. “Seana O’Malley was her great-aunt.” “Oh, that’s right. Renny’s niece,” the old man nodded. “Beautiful girl.” Aaron said nothing, only stared at his grandfather, blue eyes narrowed in anticipation. “Well, my boy, if I’m not mistaken,” he began in a softer voice than Aaron had heard in a while, “it is the Seamus O’Malley family, the one that lives near the base of Mount Torc, that is protected as members of the Order.”

Of course, I love my mom but my dad always has her protected so I don't need to worry too much. Luckily for me, I have Will here with me and as my Gamma, it's his job to have control over the warrior's patrol shifts. "Will, do you know if Ryan and Tony are on patrol today?" He stares up at the sky as he thinks before shaking his head "No, they are on the night shift tonight on the East border." One thing about Will is his incredible memories of the patrol rotas, rarely, he doesn't know who's on patrol and when. We have a lot of warriors and for him to remember all those details is mindblowing.

Ronan We exited the building and climbed into a modest transport vehicle, setting off towards town. We were in a small city nestled within a different part of Nerania—a country that shared its border with war-torn Kavistan. This region had borne the scars of the Kavistani war, but now, against all odds, people were starting to rebuild their lives. It was a quiet place, almost forgotten by the rest of the world. A place where eyes no longer lingered. Perfect for the resistance to go unnoticed.

Synn giggled. "Fuck." I cursed underneath my breath. I just hope he doesn't see me until the party's is over. "Oh, and Mr Saint will also be present too." Synn blurted. I froze, "And who's Mr Saint?" I stuttered. "It's a secret I'm telling you, Shemika. Nobody knows about Mr Saint except for Bishop. Mr Saint is the real owner of Wet Nights. Nobody knows anything about him, he operates in the shadows. One day I overheard Bishop discussing with Mr. Saint during the Outing Night party from five years ago. I was close to seeing Mr Saint's face, but he left before I could catch a glimpse of what he looks like. Perhaps, Mr. Saint might come tonight, but nobody will recognize him because nobody kno

dad asked in a weak voice. " No, Sir, we will need someone who doesn't take medicines as well as someone who is not from his family. The wound he has will only be healed when we put the blood of someone non relative to the patient," the doctor explained. " I can also volunteer to give my blood, I am his friend not family and I am from a different pack as well," Ronan said as he came forward and everyone looked at him like he had grown two horns, he noticed all the eyes on him which made him visibly uncomfortable. So, he hesitated slightly as he added, " Of course, I mean if it is not a problem for you guys," he said with uncertainty.

“To the pack. I hope you know that.” He waited expectantly, and I cleared my throat. “I don’t really know what that means…sir?” He smiled. “You can call me Ronan.” “Okay, Ronan.” “I should introduce you to the rest of my family, I guess.” He nodded at the man standing beside his chair. “This is Kai, my second. Zoe in the corner there isn’t related, but she’s an advisor of mine. And I guess you’ve met Jeremy, Beck, and Noah. I know for a fact you’ve met Alyx.”

One of the officers … Ronan. I'd learned his name this morning from one of the quieter omegas who'd brought me breakfast. He was large, easily six-foot-four, with shoulders broad enough to block out the sun. His hair was dark, pulled back in a knot at the base of his skull, and his eyes were a pale, icy blue that looked right through you. He moved like a predator, all coiled muscle and barely restrained violence. And right now, he was circling me. I stopped walking, turning to face him fully. He was close enough that I could see the steam of his breath, smell the musk of wolf beneath the leather and sweat. His lips curled back just slightly, exposing teeth.

The repetitive bangs on the door caused Rey to jolt in fear, and Nora rushed to the door to pull it open, revealing Ronan, who has an impatient scowl painted across his hard features. His eyes zeroed in on Rey, and he huffed, pushing past Nora to grab Rey's arm roughly and hurl her off the chair. "Careful, Ronan, she's hurt!" Nora gasped, and the lycan stopped abruptly, his head snapping back to Nora's, whose eyes widened in realisation. Before she could blinked; he had her pinned against the wall by her throat, her feet barely touching the ground. "You must have forgotten your place, slave," he spat in a condescending tone whil