Rory Jess Novels & Stories

Theo said firmly and I could sense his own rage "I'm tired of your games, who has Gracie?" "Heh," Rory mocked "Why would I make this little game so easy for you? I want to play with you first," Pulling his black leather jacket off to reveal his white shirt underneath, Rory began to roll his sleeves up, the blood from his wounds stained in trickles on the front "Its been a while since we've had some fun," his grin widened to reveal the sharp teeth which protruded from his gums. His eyes flashed gold as the wolf within him began to stir.

The Prince only have the two most trusting men beside him, they could die for him and swore their whole faith to the empire. "Right, welcome everyone, I'm Roman Hers and my colleague Ashton Welsh should be here but I think he's running late." He chuckled to light up the tension, he was hot not handsome like Rhyker and Ashton but not my style. I think he will suit Faine's style pretty much. Blond gold hair, grey piercing eyes, his nose crooked making it look like a fighter.

Rory interrupted. “Who exactly are you to interrupt a conversation between alphas?” Norman demanded, his nostril flaring in anger. “Rory Stevens, former medic to the assassin’s guild of Cerathe.” She smiled brightly, dropping a file folder on the table. “The assassin’s guild.” Norman snorted. “That’s a myth. Something we tell our children about to keep them in line.”

Rory stared at him like he had grown five different heads. “What?” “And also, you were on top of her…” He stepped dangerously close to him, looking up at him. His eyes cleared with something he was familiar with. “What? Is she your girlfriend?” The guy’s eyes widened a bit, looking down at his swirling champagne, before he dangerously gulped it down, scorching his throat. “Well now, wouldn’t you like to know…” He trailed off. “I am Toby. Toby Armstrong.” “I am Rory. Rory Thatcher.” His eyes rolled a bit. Left, right, and left. “Rory… Rory… Rory Thatcher. That sounds awfully familiar.”

Two girls walk out of the pack house and look at Davina excitedly. "These are my sisters, Lori and Ava. This is my mate, Wyatt, our friend Jock and his mate Davina. She's a fairy." Jessi introduces them. "Nice job with the mate Jessi, he'll do." Why do I feel like Lori is looking at me like a piece of meat? She's too much like Jessi. Ava blushes profusely, looking up at me. "You're so tall." She says softly. I like her. She's maybe nine years old.

Ray raised an eyebrow, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. Jess was a virgin. "Surprised?" Jess slipped an arm around him, her tone playful. "Looking like this, you wouldn't expect me to be… untouched, would you?" Ray chuckled. "No, I wouldn't call you 'innocent.' Your innocent act is strong. Let me guess—nobody around you was ever interesting enough to catch your eye. You've been aiming higher, haven't you?"