Shay Patrick Cormac Novels & Stories

He turned toward Angus and said, "All these shouting and bickering; where are your manners?" Cormac was the Pure Yang Division's great elder and had high prestige in the Three Major Sects. Angus and the other Three Major Sects disciples quickly stopped talking after noticing his dissatisfied expression. Cormac adjusted his mood and said, " Darryl is a genius. It's a great honor to meet him. I am sure it is the same for everyone in this room. He's just helping his friend and putting in a good word for her. Can't you understand the situation he's in?"

Patrice said to Shay. "You just have to be patient" she told her entering the kitchen. "Pancakes?" Patrice asked and Shay nodded. She was very hungry, she spread syrup all over her pancakes and dug in. * * * Thanks for reading guys... Vote and comment...

Dominic POV “You understand that what I’m doing right now could cost me my license to practice, right?” I nodded to Patrick, and he continued pulling out the information I had requested. Patrick McKamey was responsible for everything legal in my life and business. My father had done business with the lawyer before his passing, and since Patrick had been a long-time family friend and ally, I continued using his services after the torch was passed down to me.

Rowell, Daseung and TOP hopped in TOP’s Chevy Truck while L, Sonny and Patrick hopped in Patrick’s Audi. Shit. This has to end tonight. Patrick has been too sick about these Mafia Wars. He has been living for this. This has been his life. He lived this life where he never knew if he would live the next day. He lived in life holding guns and undergoing basic training to be strong and be the best. It was tiring. Everything that their parents started. Everything is getting tiring and Patrick wants to end this now. Killing Jacob or not, it has to end and he has to save his only family left. Patrice Kwon.

It was quite far from their village, but Prisca couldn’t resist going there to see Sharon because Patrick was rich and doing well for himself. Patrick had allowed Sharon to live with him ever since she complained about not wanting to stay in the village with their parents. Sharon was the second to the youngest daughter. She had two older brothers (Victory and Patrick) and an elder sister named Cindy, as well as a younger sister named Amanda, who still lived in the village with their parents, helping them. Sharon preferred living with Patrick in the city, as he was more accommodating than their eldest brother, Victory, who was in the army and living in a barracks. Victory was very strict and

I straightened and glared at him before narrowing my eyes at the speaker who’d dared to expect my attention. The man shifted uncomfortably under my gaze. “We… ah… we were discussing the northern border patrol, Alpha. Whether you wanted to increase the number of sentries or leave it as it is. You know, with everything going on with the new bride within… there are a lot of enemies that might want to conspire. We still do not know who she is and how she is coping with things and as you've seen, she's not very welcome amongst the pack members.”

Colm voiced calmly from deep in Patrick's mind where he had retreated after they fought in the morning. Patrick had woken up that morning in a worse mood than he was in after the ceremony. He wanted to confront Moira, but he knew she would play innocent and claim that she didn't plan anything. Then she would guilt him for being mad at her until he felt bad enough to give in, but he wouldn't let her this time. Colm tried to convince Patrick to talk to her and clear the air when she knocked, but Patrick shut him and his obnoxious sister down. He vowed that they were not going to be manipulated into following her anymore. But of course, this afternoon he followed her up to see their dad and en

He gripped his wine glass like a lifeline. “Dad, these are the casello's brothers — Lorenzo and Alexei,” She said. “Enzo and Lex, this is my dad — Aron.” “Mr. Rumero is fine,” her dad said with a shortness that made Lilith peer at him. “I’ve always liked Mr. Rumero” Lora said, smiling as she attempted to diffuse whatever tension had built upon the arrival of both father and daughter. “I think it sounds like a superhero. But what would your superpower be, Mr. Rumero?”

EPISODE 4: Searching for one Damien shook the hand of the man sitting opposite him and smiled. His eyes shone beneath the sky and his hair danced and bounced with each move he made. A business deal was done and dusted and once again, his territory had been expanded. It was something to be proud of, something to be excited about, something to want too merry for. And yes, he would feast again to celebrate this new expansion and let the world know that he wasn’t going to stop.