Sarv X Tricky Novels & Stories

Samson’s deeper voice asks. Electricity crackles on Meadow’s fingers. “Some people don’t like the smell of singed flesh. Personally, I have no problem with it,” she says, watching what looks like raw energy crackling between her fingers before staring Samson down. Did I mention how much I love my best friend. I turn and look at Kieran who fights to pull Samson back. So, he still doesn’t have total control of his wolf. “We won’t cause any problems,” Kieran says.

The SUV jolted suddenly, pushing them against the seats. “What the hell was that?” Victor snapped, his hand instinctively reaching for the gun placed at his side. “Roadblock,” Dmitri shouted from the front. “They’re trying to cut us off!” The vehicle diverged violently, and Olivia grabbed Victor’s arm for stability. Her pulse fastens as she saw headlights in the rearview mirror; Sergei’s men were following them. “We’re not going to make it at this rate,” Dmitri said. The SUV slipped to a stop, and the doors flew open. Dmitri and the driver jumped out, guns blazing as they took cover behind the vehicle.

Stupid fan! “Six, why are you here?” the guy asked. His number one fan was right about him being Spanish. “Well, I’m here to get breakfast, but I also wanted to introduce you to someone,” Six replied. “I'm actually meeting someone in your life?” the guy scowled. “Trust me, I'm just as shocked that I’m doing this. Rochelle Solano, meet Five. Five, Rochelle,” Six introduced Prominent, I repeat.. “Really?” I couldn't help but giggle. “I feel like I’m missing something here,” Five admitted.