Ross Geller Novels & Stories

Alexandro’s stomach twisted. He watched as Karl said something that made her glance down shyly, her fingers brushing her sleeve. She looked flustered, almost nervous. And for a second, Alexandro saw something that made his fists clench—she was glowing. Soft and unsure, but she was glowing. And it wasn’t for him. He strained his ears to hear their conversation, but he could only hear Karl's slight voice. Ravik growled low in his chest. Do something, the wolf said. That’s your mate. She’s standing there with another man while you sulk like a broken thing.

Yeah, go ahead, let's open it! Ben leaned forward with a quick yell. Sam turned with a puzzled expression. Ben was about to open the container, but he wasn't sure why. After a couple of seconds, his eyes widened as he stared down at the crystal glass container. There was a single yellowish light inside of it. It was an almost steady orange glow. As Sam looked at the container more closely, he gasped, gazing at it. "Open it Cilia, get that glowball inside and wrap it tight with the cotton cloth in your hands! It'll take you to where I was killed, and how to make use of it. Hurry! Hurry, before they get here!"

Don smacked Dave across the face and growled at him. "Speak when spoken to!" I growled and Dave held a smirk on his face. "What the hell was that? Did I just hear a growl coming out of your mouth?" Jeremy looked terrified. "You want to know the truth!" He scrunched his eyebrows but nodded his head. "We're a supernatural creature known as wolves!" Helena smacked me and glared. "Don't sugarcoat it, Aaron!" Her voice dripped in sarcasm. I turned away and looked back at Jeremy who was trying to hold onto his laughter.

Giselle firmly said that makes Xander suddenly nervous. He is now in a crisis because the woman who will be the mother of his child doesn't want to tied herself while having s*x together. Xander is still not healed from his trauma. He is still not allowed to touch women any longer. All his strength was save when he put his d*ck inside this woman hole. And after he had intercourse his allergy and panic attack and trauma came all at once. He didn't hold Giselle from that thought. But when he held or touched Giselle while having an intercourse. He knows that it will be the end of his life. Even right now his body is all covered up. He even wears gloves just to not have physical contact with Gis

"Do you know about night Jasmines?" "Of course I know everything about them." She nodded quickly. "Oh, I am lilly. I was a werewolf before I died and he is Omar, a grizzly bear." "Oh, my name is Giselle. I am a healer. And do not try to eat me." She warned them as Omar was looking at her while drooling. "Do not worry, I am vegan." "You what...?" Giselle blinked confusingly

"What's this? Trying to escape? If you don't heal her today, don't even think about going anywhere!" "Where's the patient, Rina?" an old man rushed in the doorway. Rina looked as if she'd just seen her savior and said loudly, "Here, Dr. Geller!" The old man's name was Wyatt Geller, and he was the expert of the clinic. Today he had been on vacation but had rushed over when he received the call. Rina briefly explained the patient's situation and quickly moved aside for Wyatt to check. As it concerned a human life, Wyatt didn't say much but began examining her quickly.

The she-wolf looks shaken, her eyes darting between Josh and me, her fingers trembling slightly as she tries to compose herself. “What’s your name” I ask Josh mate. “Julia and this is Selena.” She says nervously. My eyes shift to Selena. The witch. Her energy is completely different from Julia’s. Where Julia’s presence is familiar and warm, Selena’s is… foreign. Not threatening, but charged. It’s like a crackle of electricity in the air, an ancient power that doesn’t belong in a pack house. My wolf is on edge around her, and I can’t blame him. Witches and wolves don’t mix easily.

There Helma was, rocking a makeup tutorial live stream, racking up millions of fans, and even snagging a Greenville charity award. That mortician gig Madam Guller once sneered at? It got a shoutout from the bigwigs at Yaxtria. Now, Helma was dazzling everyone on the show, moonlighting as the enigmatic scent wizard, Lilac. Madam Guller's feelings were all over the place, her shock outdoing even the live chat's frenzy. They did not have a clue that Helma was also the famed Professor Harlana, a star in the academic world!

I never met this Connor guy but from just what I have heard here alone I have huge respect for him and how he treated Rosie. "He does... he did..." Tony tries to cover a growl with a cough, but he fails miserably and this has Rosie smiling. She places her hand on his chest and leans into him. "As I said earlier, Conner was like a brother to me, that was all." He nods giving her a gentle smile. "I know sweetheart. I didn't mean to growl. Zero is just being an asshole, ignore him!" Everyone in the room chuckles, including Rosie, before we sober up and come back to our reality.

After all the lives they’d ruined and taken—it would feel like justice at last… Still, in hindsight, it was regrettable that they hadn’t paid for their crimes while alive. “I’ll need your help with something else, Roselia,” Gildeon said after a moment, his expression turning serious. “Ghulik is missing. He consumed too much living flesh tonight. If he’s still in a frenzied state, he could be dangerous to others.” “I’d best get to it, then,” Roselia replied without hesitation. She rose to her feet and strode into the living room, already fiddling with her spellcraft tools.