Sigma Patrick Bateman Novels & Stories

“Officially it was the night they broke into my house, although I did not know who they were or what they looked like at the time. The first time I knew who they were and what they looked like was when I visited them at the police station.” “So, you are saying you had never met the defendants before the night they broke into your house?” “That’s correct.” I was confused by his line of questioning it was not something we had covered. “Miss Garrison, can you tell me who Charlene Smith is?” “She’s a colleague at work.” “And on the 22nd of December last year did you attend the annual Christmas party with Charlene Smith?” “Yes.” My heart sank as memories came flooding back. “Judge I would like to

Watt grinned, his bald head shining under the office lights. I snorted and shook my head. “She didn’t do that.” But damn, I wished she had. She was the kind of woman you thought about all day. Watt leaned forward, his massive frame taking up most of the couch. He looked like a granite statue, all muscle and sharp eyes. He was my Beta, my second-in-command, a former bouncer built like a tank. Most people thought he was scary, but I knew he had a soft heart. “But something happened, right? Tell me.”

" Don't play saint here Patrick! It was you who masterminded the accident and it was you who told the doctor to ensure that she mustn't come out of coma. You were the frontier all along and now you called me a murderer? You are the chief murderer and I am just an apprentice learning from you. She trusted you because she is blind to the kind of Uncle she's got. You are a two- fold demon than I…" Sebrina was turning the table back to Patrick when Betty said "dad mum, don't wash your undies before the public glare"

Patrick smiled faintly and replied, "I don't know yet, sir; there's just some things I need to fix first to determine my settling with your daughter." "Okay, but you know my daughter cannot keep calm about you?. Well, if you need anything or any assistance, feel free to call me," Mr. Bright said as he stood up to leave, and he extended his right hand for a handshake with Patrick. "Okay, sir," Patrick replied as he shook hands with Mr. Bright, and he watched Mr. Bright exit his office. ...... Mr. Bright got home and spoke to his wife and daughters, especially Anita, while they were eating in the dining room, saying, "I went to see Patrick Scott today, the CEO of Pat International Designs and

“But that’s a last resort. I don’t want to lose him. We need him, Hellen. We need what he’ll become.” Because while the other agents thought that Patrick was just a suit who never got his hands dirty, she knew better. Pate had been chosen to lead the West Coast Para Unit because he knew all about the dark side of life. And he also believed that the best way to fight a monster was…with a monster. That was why she was there. “Do whatever you have to do, but make sure Damon Hunt survives.” Then Patrick was backing away. He crossed to Shawn’s side, whispered to the agent, and after a moment, the swinging doors to the med room closed behind Pate.

Trying to remember how to be a haughty bitch I straightened my shoulders and looked at him with an air of superiority, staring down my nose, unsmiling. “I am well thank you. If it is possible I would love to update the Alpha on our pregnancy, although I am sure the Doctor has been doing that.” Beta Patrick folded his arms and turned to look down the corridor. Dressed in black with a matching black eyepatch his single green eye is hypnotic. His cruel streak is too obviously painted on his face to ever be found good looking. To add to the fearsome image he has shaved his head, the darkest stubble just visible alongside fresh scars and ridges.

Linda stalked the hallway, the thrill of the game dimming with every second. She wasn’t playing anymore. She was hunting now. Hunting the one person who was the most certified bastard in all of humanity's history. She was following a scent she knew too well. Pat. Pete’s older brother. His name was Patrick, but no one really called him that. She ground her teeth as she followed his cologne. She hated that man. He was always smirking, throwing little comments, and making her feel stupid. And worse, he looked at her like he knew things she didn’t want him to know.

"You may leave." Damon hesitated for a moment. Patrick said, "If you have something to say, just say it." Damon nodded his head and said, "Alpha Patrick, I hear Miss Carter works at Fittro Club." Patrick was sitting on the sofa, and his cold gaze fell on Damon's face, making Damon's heart race. A cold sweat broke out on his forehead. In the next second, Patrick looked away. "Beta Damon, you have heard plenty of things," Patrick said calmly.

“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

“Who’s the one who tries to be perfect all the time?” “This one!” he whispered pointing to the name of his favorite warrior. “Bring him here!” Patrick said and he goes and stays behind Sarah’s chair and places a hand on her shoulder. When the warrior came in his face became pale. “So my friend was right, '' Sarah whispered. “ Were you well paid by my father? He has a lot of money. I really hope that you made a good deal, which is worth all this effort.” “I command you to speak!” Patrick said using his alpha voice. He knows that he doesn’t know anything about Pete’s plans if he and Jim talked through mindlink but he wants to know why. Why did this warrior betray him?