Sinister West Greene Novels & Stories

"Aiden you ninny. You fiend. You jerk. You pushed her off a cliff at Siren's Point. What were you thinking? Oh wait, let me guess you weren't thinking because the werewolf blood got the better of you?" Brianna shakes her fingers at me with an accusation that is both admirable and terrifying. Her goth attire is different from Kayla's. Kayla is feminine where Brianna is dark.

But I definitely did not eye-rape him. "I am so sorry." I mumbled. Is the universe against me or something? "I wasn't looking and-" Okay, maybe I did a little bit of eye-raping. I mean, who could blame me? He's gorgeous. He has sandy blonde hair with some brown highlights. His face is just... pure perfection. Then I realised something that made me frown. Something that made memories of him come back. His eyes were a shade of forest green. Forest freaking green. Ashton. Oh god. I'm not even kidding, I am going to cry.

"That is where the Grenade part comes in. And trust me this are not ordinary Grenades. It contains silver dust. Hence once it explodes, any werewolf who inhales around it's surrounding will become temporarily weak. Giving us the upper hand." I frowned. "Hold on a minute, where do you plan on finding this weapons?" He giggled. "I've been planning Greenville's defeat for years now. You think I wasn't prepared?" I smiled before returning my gaze to the west region. "Why can't we take the west?" I asked. "Although it basically has no security but it's dangerous. There's a valley separating Greenville from other territories. Although it's the fastest way to get to the Pack house. It's impossible

Son? What? But how? How was it possible? Adrian hated criminals, and Sinister was the mafia himself. Almost the entire underworld moved with his orders. There was no way they could be related. Especially not father and son. While I stood there, gaping at the totally unexpected turn of the situation, Adrian on the other hand stayed calm; ominously calm. "What are YOU doing here?" His tone was low, dangerously low that sent chills down my spine. But Sinister Petrosyan's expression remained blank, void of any emotions.

“I thought it was weird too, which is why I launched a detailed investigation into Greyson. After several days of tailing him and looking into him, I managed to find some information on him. Greyson used to be a gangster who took part in scams, abductions, fights, and brawls. He only got back on the right track two years ago when he opened his shop in the Western District. Since then, he has spent the years as a model citizen without committing any crimes.

“Vexx got a lead on Greystone’s previous second-in-command, who also happened to be his best friend. It was supposed to be a simple, clean assassination job. But it wasn’t. I mean, the death part of it was, but Greystone showed up and saw me before I could get away. I tried to kill him too, but that motherfucker has some strong magic. He casts without a wand. It threw me off, but I managed to escape. End of story, until running into him here.” “Yikes. Well, we’ll just have to make the best of it. Obviously, I need both you and the Sinful Saints if we’re going to put an end to Vexx and 5th Circle. Just try to stay alive and not let him kill you when this is over.” She snorted. “I’m keeping th

Silas asked, his voice vibrating with a fury that made the nearest guests take a collective step back. "And who are you to speak to me like that?" Greene challenged, his chest puffed out. He sneered, looking Silas up and down with a dismissive grunt. "Are you the one who smuggled her into this place?" He scoffed, gesturing vaguely at Elara’s gown. "Were you also invited? You don't look like an Alpha to me, more like a Beta feeding on suppressants." Silas took another step forward, his shadow looming over Greene. "What did you just say?"

"I'll serve you for the rest of my life, as your servant!" "Could you please talk to Sinister Elder for me?" Only the bold or the foolish walked with confidence to Sinister Summit. The old captain shuddered and hurried to explain, "Mister Kane, it's just Sinister Elder's twisted hobby. He enjoys breaking his enemies." Alexander looked around and let out a sigh. "Seems like there's hardly a sane soul in the Sinister Territory." He had no intention of saving those people. It was difficult to tell the saints from the sinners there, and most were on the wrong side of the ledger.

But Peter knew that her beauty was mere a part of her a sinister intent, for Isolde was a mistress of illusion and manipulation. And finally Seraphona’s third sister, Vespera, Seraphina had told him once that when Vespera was little she used to feed off of snakes, which gave her snake like qualities, She had eyes like snake, red hairs with scary and terrifying green eyes, and snake like forked shaped tongue with venom. She had pet snakes, and they were always wrapped around her arms, and legs wherever she went. Peter’s heart skipped a beat as he realized that Seraphina was not there. Panic surged through his veins, and he instinctively took a step back, desperately seeking an escape route. B

Gray shoots both of them. " You stupid fucker." Sinister says as he tries to pull out the knife from his hand since it's stucked between his hand and the table. Gray walks behind him and slam his head on the table as he grabs a fistful of his hair. Sinister shrieks in pain and curses in Russian. " You're gonna breathe and calm down. Tell me where's your next shipment and which harbour." Gray tells him. " Fuck you , I ain't telling you shit. " Gray grabs the body of the knife and pierce it deeper into his hands and the table. He screams and I shudder.