Sonic The Deadly Six Novels & Stories

He stiffened; the pendulum was swaying faster now, his mind turned into a jigsaw puzzle and the final piece fit into place. Four men. Influential giants. Two men dead; Ayodele and Yetunde. Both equally influential. Catholics. Four plus two equals six. Six, the symbolic number for the Sons. Six, the number of members allowed to be in the cult in a century. They are what are left of the Sons of Hades. And me, where do I fit in? Lex answered his own question. His floating brows dropped. I'm the fifth Son, Lex realized. “I trust you now understand what's going on,” Masked man interrupts his thoughts. “We begin immediately.”

An unknown contact, yet the content is unmistakable – a picture of a battered Daren accompanied by a chilling message: "72 hours are up, Elena."

*DARK MOONED PACK* "No! I don't want this! Why should I be made to choose an Alpha amongst other Alphas? I want to find my mate… I know he is out there–" "An..drea Marcol! You are my only successor and the future Luna of this pack. You can not rule without a mate by your side, if not this pack would be even more vulnerable than it is. What are you going to do, if I no longer exist tomorrow?! Andrea, it's way past the age to keep looking for your mate, my dear do this for me, please?" My dad said with determination laced in his eyes but it did nothing to hide his heartache. He was stubborn but I was too.

Mammon asked flaring up at what Six had said. “Unfortunately that is the truth, whore” Six replied which causes Mammon to lose it and move swiftly towards him and grabs him by the neck, “I’ll kill you!!!” Mammon yells and attempts to strangle Six but Six takes a hold of her wrist and takes her hand away from his neck with relative ease, “Let me remind you that we are not mates, the only reason you are here is because those of us that are meant to be here don’t care about such measly titles so before you dare to flaunt your power again, make sure to be certain of the person you are doing it for because if this happens again, I will end you swiftly” Six says menacingly with Belphegor taking a

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?

"You bribed the fire department, faked a gas leak. While I was out buying medicine, you slipped out the back door and detonated the bomb." "You framed me for killing my own parents, made me believe I was a cursed pariah." "You did all this just to justify giving everything I owned to Lorenzo, right?" My mother shot back, "Sienna, what nonsense are you spouting? You're the one who got Lorenzo killed!" My father's voice was a low growl. "Not only did you kill your brother, but now you're having delusions and slandering your parents? It seems your madness is worse than I thought!"

I saw Maya's story. A hit of adrenaline spikes in my veins. He saw it. He knows—and it means he has a new finsta. Driven by an urge to push him over the edge, I tilt my phone up, angle it toward Tommy's head resting near my collarbone, and snap a clear photo of his lips pressed against my neck. I hit send. Not even two seconds later, my phone explodes, ringing with an incoming call from Marcus. My heart leaps into my throat as I slide the bar to answer, pressing the speaker against my ear.

"Stupid bitch. Boss better pay us extra for this shit. I bet she would fetch a pretty penny in the market." Reyna kicked and yelled as she tried to pull away and get to Sullivan. "Get away from her." She screamed. "Dammit, Kenny. We don't have time to catch another. So leave that one, and help us with this one." Reyna smashed her head back into the guy's nose. A crunch sounded at the contact, followed by a few curses as blood poured out his nose. When he stepped out into the light, I could see he was the other guy in the club. His face now burned into my brain as I marked him as my next kill.

Others joined in, beating me as I lay defenseless. In my despair, I glanced at the girl's face on Florence's phone. Then it clicked why my children died after calling me Dad.

For a moment, the air froze. Xavier's eyes flashed with pure disgust as he gritted his teeth and spat out, "There you go again. You always use death to manipulate me! "You're like a plague, a demon, constantly reminding me about that countdown. God, I'm so sick of it. Honestly, you'd be doing the world a favor if you just died already!" I stood frozen in place, the chill sinking deep into my bones. Yvette leaned against his chest, letting out a soft sigh. Then, she cast a pitying glance at me as if looking at a hopeless lunatic. "Is she threatening you with death again?" she asked. Her voice was syrupy, but her words were like daggers.