Sete Alem Novels & Stories

"Eremita, call me Eremita. I prefer my nickname compared to my real name." "Hermit huh?" "You know Portuguese?" "I know a lot of languages." "Which ones?" "Russian, English of course, Spanish, Chinese, Vietnamese, and Portuguese." Seth gives a speculative expression and continues, "I also know a bit of Italian, but it's the weakest of the ones I know." Eremita points to the left side of her forehead. "What's with the scar?" Seth smiles, "Vietnam." "The Vietnam war!?" Eremita gives a baffled expression.

He was aware of its presence the same way he was aware of the rest of his body. "Good," Ale said. "Now, set it down on the deck and call it to your hand." Seth felt a little stupid, but set the hammer down anyway and took a few steps back. "How do I do that?" "I'm not sure, I've never done it," Ale replied with a sheepish grimace. "But it's supposed to be pretty easy."

Ci rolls her eyes, and Ashly sees a little bit of herself in her as well. "You're just mad that a pair of children have you beaten." Seth tells him, earning a smack over his head. Adom looks pleased when Seth yelps. "Adom said you'd never do anything as tasteless as getting married in Vegas!" Seth accuses, pointing at Adom. The other Alpha stares at Beta like he wants to deck him again. "Hmm," Alex hums, putting Shine down so Ci can take his hand and lead him to the Legos. "Marrying in Vegas doesn't have to be tasteless. It can be tasteful if done right."

Alexis licked his lips nervously. "Mr Dimitri," he said in a slightly quavering voice. "I'm going to say this just once," Dimitri bit off. "From now on, you are to stay away from Valeria. She's mine, as I'm sure you have rightly deduced. I don't appreciate you following her all around the place." Alexis flushed a deep red.

He is about to knock on the door of the study room when he hears the voice of his grandfather, Haris asking his visitor this question; “So where is Aliyah now, Seth?" Haris asked. Atif stops himself from knocking on the door. He decided to listen first to the conversation of his grandfather and Seth before letting them know that he is here. Atif got curious because he knew that Seth is a private detective working for his grandfather, Haris. Atif hears Seth answer his grandfather's questions. “She arrived today here in Bosnia .I followed her until she got a place to stay. She stays at one of the apartment near the place of the perfume factory. “Seth answered.

I turned onto my stomach in the grass, the silhouette of Seth’s stocky form in front of the headlights, his breath coming out in misty fog illuminated by the car. “What?” I yelled back. “We’re not supposed to be talking. I’m an exile, remember?” “Not yet,” he called. My heart skipped a beat. He waved me over with a hand and then rested his arms on the top of the car as I approached. “It’s after midnight.” I stopped dead in my tracks. I hadn’t heard a sound. That meant–no, that was impossible. “Jesamine hasn’t emerged, nor issued the Sacred Call,” Seth said. He rounded the car and opened the passenger door. “Get in. I have orders from the Alpha to take you straight to the temple. You are the

“ Nice meeting you ! My name is Seth . Amra and I have been friends since little . We know each other very well and both like to party . You can join us next time if you want . “ said Seth with a smile . “ Sure , thanks for the inv . “ said Alex with a polite smile . “ We had a lot of fun , didn’t we ? “ said Seth holding Amra’s shoulder . Alex could barely control his anger in that moment . He wanted to grab his arm and twist it but kept control over his desire . “ Thank you for bringing her back . “ said Alex grabbing Amra’s hand and pulling her towards him in a possessive manner . Amra blushed a little as she looked at his serious and manly attitude . ‘ I didn’t drink too much but I feel

he said earnestly, looking the Alpha in the eye. "The complaints were more about the A-Class poking their noses in actually," Seth said with a laugh "they don't like the thought of A-Class hanging out in the bars they frequent. I heard about... your mate rejecting you, I'm so sorry Allen. how are you holding up?" he asked as gently as he could.

Hermoine I looked to Alexia and Reign perplexed. "Seth who?" I asked. "Seth, the fourth Alpha, remember him from when we were little?" Alexia tried to jolt a memory awake in my head but it wasn't working. I shook my head in disagreement, "Nope, I remember just one Alpha whenever I came in a visit here." I said and I meant it "Are you always this dumb? They were four kids remember?" Alexia always used every opportunity she got to attack me but all the same, her words did slap the memory back into my head.

"Well, next time your boots go out into the territory, you should leave your eyes back home in the drawer. Your alpha instincts seem to do all the heavy work for your head anyway." I am genuinely amused by his logic. Seth picked his male mate based on random feelings in the woods, and now he is picking his mafia friends based on gut feelings too? Were his giant golden eyes just decoration for his face? Seth chuckles softly under his breath and reaches down to gently pinch my cheek with his claws. "Your tongue is getting very bold today, little rogue." By the time the evening sun dips below the mountain tree line, our black trucks return to the main gates of the Adebayo Dominion fortress.