Sigma Patrick Bateman Novels & Stories

"That means we have to have a rematch. How about it, Jay?" "I do not mind." Liam's office door suddenly knocked hard from the outside. "Who's that" Liam mutters. He shouted toward the door. "Enter!" One of Liam's men, Patrick Wayne, sticks his head in a crack in the door after hearing Liam's order to come in. "Patrick, do you work weekends?" asked Liam surprised. Patrick is the number one computer expert in Franzine Industry. He was once offered a job at the Pentagon, America, but refused on health grounds and chose to work at Franzine Industry.

Nathan said pulling off his shirt and I sat up sipping my drink. "Nia you remember Ms Patsy," Grandma asked and Nia nodded greeting her as Ms Patsy pulled her into a hug. "Patsy this is Darrelle My Grandson and Nia's boyfriend," Grandma introduced and I smiled at the title shaking Ms Patsy's hand. "Nice to meet you," "Nice to meet you too Darrelle," she said as I pulled away taking another sip of my drink. "And this is Ms Patsy's grandson Mikel and his friends Ashanti and Rushane," Grandma added and we greeted them as Nathan stood up.

I had 7 of them that I asked. “let the party begin” Matias yelled and the music was turned up. I walked down to the snack bar to get some snacks when I felt someone approach me. It was a girl not so older than I was, she had beautiful blonde hair and the most charming blue eyes. She smiled at me and proceeded to put a cupcake on her plate, I didn’t even know who the hell she was and she looked very creepy. “hi, you must be Camila, I’m Danielle but everyone calls me Danie” she introduced pushing her hand out for me to shake. I shook it.

It was at least the size of a saucer. She slay a bat and spilled the blood on her body, Lucy shook but still didn't wake up. Her wheezy, cackling voice rose higher and higher as she neared the end of her incantation. A row of teeth, blackened and broken into stubs, like old tombstones, lay below her cruel and jagged eyebrows. They hinted at her cruelty as they arced up and over her dead-fish eyes like sickles. Those eyes suddenly shimmered with the spite of a thousand years as she turned fully towards Travis and pinned him with her gaze.

Blake's POV She looked so damn sexy tonight, if she were any other girl, she'd be in my bed by now. I've had to endure a week of her traipsing around in all those shorts and tiny shirts, she wouldn't even wear a bra sometimes and have her nipples poking through them. If not for that stupid promise, she would already be mine, I accepted it, thinking that it be easy and it's anything but. Jonathan tapped me on the shoulder, ripping me from my thoughts, "I'm gonna turn in." he said and headed upstairs.

he said on a serious note. I was conflicted, but something deep down let me know he was telling me the truth and that it was best to have him as a confidant than as an enemy, so I opted to speak. "My name is Scarlett Vladislav. The last of the Vladislavs. Because I was wolfless, my father's Beta sold me to my mates. They took the south from me and maltreated me. Things got better between us, until a Merchant called Gregory Olsen from the west slept on my bed. I did not know how he got there because I was drugged. He claimed we had relations, but I knew he was lying. I was tried for infidelity and found guilty. I was stripped of my title as Luna of the north and south and sentenced to three y

“He’s not going to help you. I own everyone I want. You’re mine now. You agreed to marry me. That’s a verbal contract.” The stupid giant ruffle on my dress didn’t do much except amplify every breath I took. But the closer he got, the more my heart raced, and my breaths quickened… and oh, damn, my panties were soaked. Every time I thought I had my feelings under control, that I had pushed away the parts of me that wanted to be a girl and wanted love, this idiot found a way to break through. “Gelo Smith, Beta of the Dark Midnight Pack. We’ll revisit this ownership thing later. But about this proposal? I agreed under false pretenses. No dead guy, no marriage.”

“Since you have found out, let me be honest with you. Yes, I have betrayed you. I am sorry, Jean. You’re a wonderful woman, but I like Selena more. Forget about our wedding. It’s my fault.” “You are sorry? Did you feel sorry when you were sleeping with this woman?” Jean gritted her teeth when she saw them holding hands. She could taste blood in her mouth. Patrick was a rookie movie director. They became acquainted during work. He started to pursue Jean soon after that. He was the kind of boring guy who did not know how to sweet talk. Because of this, she thought he was trustworthy, unlike other men in show business, and agreed to befriend him. She could not believe he was sleeping with this

Tom said calmly, "Unfortunately, Patrick is sick and can't come today." Hearing this, the crowd began to discuss the situation again. "He's sick? Is it so coincidental that he fell ill on his birthday?" "Exactly! Is he really sick or is he just pretending?" Someone impatiently said, "He's had a condition all along. There's no need for him to pretend. Mr. Strauss Senior, we heard that Patrick is mute and also has autism. Please tell the truth in front of everyone. Are those rumors true?"

Their picture was hung on the wall in the office, such a beautiful woman. The few seconds that Elsie interrupted Santiago, Patrick used it to build his calmness back into place and felt alright again. “Good sir and ma'am my name is…”Patrick began but was interrupted by someone else. “Patrick Connor, a former employee of Lester's conglomerate, an old childhood friend of Adrian Lester, and a very good friend of Ava Leon” Aurora declared. Patrick Connor went speechless. Not for the details of himself but the voice that read that out. It's too familiar for him to forget the sound of that voice.