Sam Claflin As Finnick Novels & Stories

“Dead or alive, bring her back.” Bluey and Pistol exchanged worried glances, knowing that April’s fate would be sealed if she were caught. They were loyal to Lucifer, but April was different. She was more than just another member of the household; she had touched something deep within them, something they hadn’t felt in a long time. Without another word, the meeting was adjourned. The Clan members dispersed quickly, heading out in different directions to cover more ground in the search. --- **MIKHAIL'S ROOM**

I even pointed at myself just to be sure. “Yup,” he said, without even a slight sign of hesitation. “I like you, Clea Mair. I can’t explain how and why but I really like you. And I want to be with you while I still can.” I have never imagined myself hearing these kinds of words from a man. Hell! I didn’t even think that someone would show this kind of affection towards me my entire life. All my life, I distanced myself from everyone because everything in my life was being controlled by my clan. They are the one who decides for me and I don’t have the guts to fight them for that.

Roselli to cross her brother than one man and he is none other than The Underworld King. “Mr. Roselli wouldn’t appreciate your actions Miss.” His words made Klara scratch her neck in embarrassment but she can’t do anything when the moron put her in difficult situation. “I know. Just excuse me for once.” Klara said with an awkward smile and looked at Finch with her puppy dog eyes. The latter sighed, taking a step back and told his men to let down their guard. “Good night Ms. Roselli.” “I owe you Finch. Thank you.” Klara said with a beaming smile and opened the door hurriedly, pulling the stroller inside as she entered the room. She shut the door with a racing heart and rested her head on the

“But I was overthrown by my own twin brother, Fintan. He poisoned me and left me for dead in the woods. That’s how Adrian’s men found me, and how I ended up under your care. I’m no longer an Alpha in the eyes of my pack, but I will get my revenge. I’m going to take back what belongs to me.” I look at him, feeling overwhelmed. “But how do you even plan to do that?” Finn steps forward and stares at me with an intensity that makes my skin tingle. Finley is good looking in a different way. He has brown/red hair that covers his forehead, he’s tall and muscly, his face is hard and his crooked nose just adds to the touch of danger he possesses. He stretches his hand out toward me. After a second of

He could not help but frown and ask, "Aren’t you Finnick Lanyon?" When Finnick heard this, he seemed to wake up in this moment of chaos. After that, he knelt on the ground with a thud, and he trembled as he said respectfully, "I am Finnick Lanyon... Lord! White Clothed Tiger King! Green-Eyed Wolf King!"

“It won’t open. Don’t waste your efforts.” Veronica was the plaything of many men in the region. Claude knew it well. But is also the sl*t of Jack Black as Flora saw, meant Veronica may be a spy or a double agent, or just a woman too fool to be alive: “What’s wrong with you?!” cried she Claude seemed as terrifying as a soul reaper. He looked at her in an intimidating way she never saw despite being his sex partner for so long. He didn’t even blink when she fell to her knees, by his feet, sobbing:

Cleo smiled slyly with a victorious look in her eyes. Then, she looked in the direction of the research institute where a fierce fight was still ongoing. The sky was full of human figures and scarlet airwaves. Suddenly, she smiled wickedly and said, “Young Patriarch Clarke, I just thought of something. I’m sure you can do it.” Philip frowned as he saw a trace of malice on that sly face. Sure enough, Cleo pointed at Fennel who was fighting over there and said, “As long as you kill him, I’ll give you this chip. What do you think? I'm pretty sure you can fulfill your end of the deal.”

"Have you completely lost your mind, Clive?" Clive pulled a chemical wipe from his pouch, methodically cleaning her scent from his armor plates before dropping the soiled cloth into the mud. "You are filth, Sienna. Keep your syndicate away from our territory." Sienna lunged, her claws aimed at his throat, but Clive anticipated the trajectory, stepping inside her guard and throwing her back against the chain-link perimeter fence. Malik arrived before the exchange could escalate further, his hand resting on his sidearm. "Break the engagement, both of you."

He exuded power in a way that had nothing to do with muscle. Clarence was another surprise. He wasn’t what I expected from an Ironfur Beta. He was leaner, his sharp features making his brown eyes seem even more piercing. There was a quiet intensity about him, something familiar. It reminded me of Holly. Which made sense. Clarence was Holly’s cousin. Finn’s gaze flicked between Holly and me, his expression giving nothing away. He exhaled through his nose, then nodded once. “Good. You’re here.” His voice was even, controlled. “Let’s get started.”

"Good." I continue eating. Claire, having lost her appetite, tells me that she's leaving. She leaves some cash on the table for the bill, but I decline and call the server over to give her my credit card. In all honesty, I feel very good about myself. I shouldn't—I'm blackmailing someone for someone I love; I've been down this road myself. I know how it feels. But then again, I'm not Claire Finch—a selfish socialite who couldn't care less about Sebastian and I's wellbeing, just as long as it gets her a photo op. She puts on her coat and turns to leave, but before she walks away from the table, she looks at me, her eyes a dark blue venom and her hair a fire storm, and says: