Scaramouche X Sethos Novels & Stories

With a single shake of his head, he left the office for his own, determined to dig it out of Christian. Christian poured himself a glass of The Dalmore Constellation 1964 scotch. He chugged the expensive liquid in one gulp. He merely blinked as it burned his throat, he placed the glass on the cabinet. His thoughts drifted yet again to the girl, he cussed himself for not asking her name. He had no idea about where she lived, he didn't get her phone number either.

“Are you okay?” “It feels… strange,” Heth said, standing on real legs. He was tall—six-two—with dirty blond hair and rippling muscles. The soul mark glowed across his forehead, matching ReNew’s. He was striking. “I feel weak,” he admitted. “It’s disorienting.” “Charlene said ReNew struggled with that too,” Seth said. “But when they touched, they could recharge.” So they did. Mark to mark. In that moment, power surged back into them.

Perhaps due to their different personalities, they did not look as much alike as other twins. Xena was strong-willed and domineering, while Mary seemed to be rather gentle and dependent. After the two teams got acquainted with each other and exchanged pleasantries, they finally took their seats. Sophia leaned close to Chase and asked, "What's the name of your enemy again?" "Sebastian Schultz." "I don't see him here." Chase whispered, "He just comes in whenever he wants and does whatever he pleases because he slept with the backstage big shot." As they were talking, there were footsteps at the door. Sophia looked over and was stunned.

,he pushing his luck Scar growls viciously. "see that is where your wrong ball sack I learned at thirteen how to treat women right and I bet my pretty boy face she'd rather be with me than you" ,he growls and I look at Josh this is the rogue we were looking for. He masked his scent. How the fuck? "I don't want you Bert I told you daily I don't want or need you but you keep grabbing at me",Scar wants out to kill. We kill we may freak her out and never get her I say but I'm doubting a human could handle being my mate.

" Fosco was brimming with confidence, even leering haughtily at Frank, Sylvie, and Alda. That only left the trio smirking. Partnership? Win-win? Voluntary? The prick was clearly threatening them! Soon, a car arrived. Four youths alighted as it stopped, carrying a middle-aged man out before opening a wheelchair for him. Who else could it be, other than Scar and his thugs who were causing them trouble yesterday? "Hello, ladies. Long time no see. Did you miss me?" he asked Sylvie and Alda shamelessly.

The champions fought with their specially made scythe, but they didn’t anticipate the next attack was something they had never seen. Valin and Pierre were known for their speedy transformation. And prior to their shapeshifting into animal forms, they threw their weapons to Seti, which she gladly caught. She even leaped from the iron cage and gracefully flipped sideways to hold out for Pierre’s sword. And she went back to her feet without losing her balance. The big men attacked using their razor-sharp scythe. Seti forced the horse shifter to duck. Darkis almost lost his sanity because it was a near miss.