Six Of Crows Novels & Stories

"The last door was white with blood splattered all over it. I could just be the design but where ever I am, it could be anything." A knock interrupts me from the other side. The door slightly opens as a hand appears wrapping around the edge of the door frame and pushing the door open slightly. I can see what appears to be the top of something's head appear to peek in on me, we make eye contact as it quickly pulls away slamming the door shut.

So, the six must find a quiet place to chain themselves up. "Xavier isn't here. Don't tell me he won't come with us tonight!" The youngest of the pack, Kayden, asked. He has the big lock that will be used on him in his hands. "Don't worry about the alpha, kid. He can handle himself... You should be worried about yourself since you almost died the last time." Adam, who is the leader of the group, sneers. He is holding his lock, just like the other. The other person laughed and got up to leave. The quiet place is in a cave near their house that is hard to find. Since Xavier isn't there, they have to chain themselves together.

"I'll go in first. Like it or not, we're going to do what we have to do to take them down." Seven nodded as a low menacing growl erupted from deep within his throat. I could see that he was in the mood for some payback. I peered down the hallway, and several hunters turned with assault rifles in hand, so I gunned them down, trying to spare their lives where I could. Walking down the hallway, I kicked a weapon out of reach of one that was alive as I passed. The man popped up and grabbed my leg, but Seven ripped out his throat and blood splattered over his fur. He looked up at me and spat out a chunk of the man, and nodded, ready to go.

A dark coffee-like stain marked his coat collar, and dust dulled his leather shoes. I had never seen him so disheveled and unpolished. Lorenzo must have tracked my flight through Matteo’s connections. As my gaze swept over to his direction, Lorenzo picked his head up. The moment our eyes met, Lorenzo froze. With bloodshot eyes, Lorenzo swallowed hard and strode stiffly toward me. Nevertheless, he stopped himself, unsure whether he had the right to. “Naomi…” The words died in his throat. He spotted Ethan next to me.

Aaron, Six, and Travis were chugging their coffee while walking in the mall. "Are we going to buy anything or keep walking like tramps in the mall..." Travis asked, "Find me in a game area, once you guys get free from your shopping..." Six said and tried to leave but Aaron grabbed her hand, pulled her close to him, and wrap her arm around her neck, Six made faces as if she was choking, "Dude, are you trying to kill me...?"

“Well well, what do we have here? Lost your way little lady?” “I am sent by Domenico to speak with William, is that you?” He nodded and opened the door further, exposing the interior of a small office. The walls held books and paintings you almost could not see through the curls of cigar smoke from the lackeys sitting at a small table within. I stiffed a cough and stepped inside, a feeling of anxiety taking over me as he shut the door behind me. There were no windows in this room, and the only door was the one William had shut, if they wanted me I was trapped.

He stretched out with positive indolence, his eyes a pure glimmer of light below the luxuriant veil of his ridiculously long lashes. “One of my PAs from the New York office… Five-foot ten, red-headed... my perfect kind of sin,” Christophe confided softly, reflectively, his eloquent mouth taking on a sensual slant. “She was as wild and hot as I was. I got laid in my coffee break…” Frozen by appalled disbelief that he could actually be confessing to such behavior, Lara was welded to the spot. Her vocal cords were strangled.

It’s even worse when you’re strangers. Find out more here Six I had a one-night stand. It wasn’t my first, but it would be my last. A gun to the head. A trained killer. A deadly conspiracy. Kidnapped and on the run, my life and death is in the hands of a sadist captor who happens to be my one-night stand. Armed with countless weapons, money, and new identities, the man I call Six drags me around the world. The manhunt is on and Six is the next target. Can we find out who is killing off the Cleaners before they find us?

He made love to her in the car, and when she climaxed against him, she said, "I love you, Cian." "I love you too, Ivy lass." Writer's Note Hello loves. This concludes the book 'One Night, Six Days & A Date Later'. I hope you enjoyed it. Do leave your comments below. I'm considering a sequel for Riley. I'll decide this based on demand. Please let me know what you think. Until then!

I took the album—and without hesitation, I turned and threw it into the trash. "We're over, Soren," I announced. "Leave. I don't want to see you again." He looked like he wanted to say something again, but Theodore stepped forward and blocked his path. "Mr. Cruz, this is my wedding—not a mob standoff," he warned. "If you try to ruin it again, don't blame me for being ruthless." Soren glared at him, defiance flashing in his eyes, but he knew he was at a disadvantage. All he could do was throw me one last resentful look before turning and storming out.