Ser Balman Novels & Stories

A photo of Baal. "You'll never believe it!" Amanda exclaimed with a grin. "The most eligible bachelor in America is getting married! Yes, Malcolm Baal, coven master of north American vampires, billionaire inventor of artificial blood and CEO of Baal corporation Industries has announced his engagement. And you'll never believe who the lucky bride is! Stay tuned!"

The significance of these banks to him, meant that, he would always love spending time here. Caleb emerged from the water, running his hand through his hair as he spoke, “One of these days, we will have to address your propensity for cheating.” He said, as he picked up a pair of pants laying on top a rock, and pulled it over his long, muscular thighs and legs. Roy laughed, “The Alpha sounds like a sore loser.” Caleb scoffed, “We both know I got that squirrel first.” “Speak louder, if you will, Caleb. I do not think the squirrel heard you, all the way in my stomach.”

The kind that dulls the sharp edges of my agitation. Theo sits up from the weight bench after doing another round of reps on the bench press, lifting the hem of his t-shirt and yanking it off overhead. He balls it up in his hands and swipes some sweat off of his forehead with it, swiveling to face me on the opposite bench while he catches his breath. Jax was spotting for Theo, but he decides to take a break too, coming up between the two benches and resting an arm on the bar of each one. I watch as his gaze slides over to Theo and he sees something that has his mouth falling open, a laugh escaping.

I watched as Alpha Dalton's shirt stretched tightly over his shoulders and across his back while his biceps flexed and the roped muscles of his forearms rippled with his veins popping out the longer he gripped onto Finn's belt and held him dangling up in the air. From a few paces behind him, I said hurriedly, “Alpha, he –” “He’ll behave from now on.” Alpha Dalton declared. “I’ll make him behave.” He kept glancing around, his eyes searching for something and then, he saw a metal rod hanging up and around Jeremy’s waist belt. Finn, in his struggles, kicked and board over as Alpha Dalton reached for the metal rod which Jeremy quickly passed over to him. He took no notice but still holding Finn

an eye. I laughed just thinking about it. I picked my phone up off my dresser and called him, “Little sister, what’s up?” His gruff voice answered and I smiled, “Hey bubba, not much. I’m about to head to work. Whatcha doin?” Another thing I should mention, Benny had been to prison about 4 times since he was 18 and he had sold drugs on and off for a while too. It was a huge shock when his little sister joined the police force, but he was my number one fan. He had out grown all that by his late 20s and started his own herbal business down in the panhandle of Florida, “Not much, just packing up some orders for a big shipment out to Cali. How’s the new deputy position treatin’ ya?” I sat down o

he emphasized, his words echoing with an unspoken demand for compliance. As Donovan loomed beside them, observing the conversation, Boma felt the pressure of Ronald's influence bearing down on her. His words carried an expectation, a legacy of dominance that resonated with his own view. Donovan's silence in the moment was already an established acceptance of his grandfather's counsel, a subtle endorsement of the familial status quo they both shared.

Baylor POV When we walked through the door of the conference room ’Shammus’ started chanting again as the staring guy came forward with his hand extended to shake mine. “Baylor, good to see you. I am Clive Kelly and this is Phineas Brody my best friend as you would say. The other fellows here are Fergus, Aidin, and Arthur,” Clive said as introductions. “This is Kenneth Goldberg and Mitchum Averman, my best friends.”

“I am so sorry. She has never done something like this before, it’s not like her… I’m Remi, glad to meet you both, your names are?” “I’m Sydney Carter, my husband here,” she pauses and gives him a nudge to pay attention. “I’m Benjamin Carter, the old, retired Alpha,” he laughed. His laugh is just like Wyatt’s except it’s an older, wiser laugh, I love seeing how much Wyatt takes after his parents. “Hey, we had some food catered, would you all like to head back and grab a bite?” Wyatt announced to everyone. My parents and grandma came over to me, grandma first spoke, “you did wonderfully dear, do you feel any different?” I giggled, “not with the magical stuff yet grandma, it’s weird though, I

His grandmother Celia was a Sheitel hair stylist for the Orthodox Jewish married women in the community. Max bought the adjoining space, where he opened a barber shop. While his clientele knew Koufax, Greenberg, and Green, the photos in the Braverman hair salons were all Jewish basketball heroes. In the center was a New York Knickerbockers star Ossie Schectman, who had scored the first basket in the first NBA game on November 1, 1946. He was surrounded by action pictures of Leo Ace, Sonny Hertzberg, and Hank Rosenstein.

He insists, and zooms off in his car. I’ve heard a lot, from many of my pack members and others, that Alpha Elias is a man of himself. He can strike a deal with you, your enemy, and your enemy’s enemy. Which ever favours him, he goes with it. And which ever doesn’t Favour him, he betrays. He has trust issues, and I don’t blame him for that. He fought really hard to earn his Alpha title. It came with betrayal, from his family and loved ones. But in the end, it was worth it, for him.