Sonic Unleashed Cover Novels & Stories

On my way back, I decided to check on Dam. I knocked on the door and heard footsteps before it opened, and the sight before me was mouthwatering. A boy stood in front of me, sexy, bare-chested, with arms wide open, holding onto each side of the door. He flexed them, and I noticed his right arm had a tattoo of a tiger on it.

Kevin leaned over, put a hand on Kate's shoulder, and asked softly, "Is there anything uncomfortable?" Kate clapped his hand, shaking her head, "It's okay." He even pinched his hand, telling him not to get too excited. Kevin hugged him by the shoulder, then raised his head to face Kanye who was glaring at him, opened his mouth, and said, "Hello, Uncle Howard, long time no see, you are still as loyal as ever." That voice, that expression is, tsk tsk.

A voice rang out, reaching me clearly even as I stood in the middle, warriors surrounding me on every side. “Was it true after all?” Nellie’s uncle asked, a strangeness in his voice. “I always thought it was nonsense when they kept talking about how you could vanish wolves and even draw away lives with just the touch of a hand. But it’s true.” “Y-you,” his voice trembled in a whisper, “you killed them. You killed them all.” “Get Luna out of here.” Lucas barked at the warriors. The pack members who’d previously been staring uncertainly, had moved as one towards me.

Until I’m convinced I’ve walked into a soundproof velvet hellscape, where all roads lead to Marcus Blackwood trying to ruin my ability to form complete sentences. She opens the door to a room that looks like a luxury spa had a baby with a boudoir. There’s a velvet couch, a low table with what I hope is chocolate, and a soft playlist of acoustic covers in the background. Marcus is already inside, sleeves rolled up, no tie, no jacket, and exactly the level of casual-hot that should be banned in public. “Sophia,” he says, and my name in his mouth feels like a goddamn problem. “Marcus.”

Then he handed over the file to Tia. Tia held the file in her hands and looked up to Aiden. "What is this?" She asked, her fingers already working on the transparent blue plastic covering. "Do not ask me, just you open it first." He grinned and plopped himself down on another seat, wheeling it closer to Tia. Tia went over the first page and her eyes popped, her senses tingled and the corner of her lips twitched in a small smile, now she could understand the excitement that Aiden had felt, cases like this always had their adrenaline rushing through their blood streams faster than usual.

he'd mentioned might've been one of the thugs involved. As it turned out, I didn't end up just learning about the so-called friend's name—I even learned the entire story behind the deliberate cover-up. I was going to reveal the truth the next day and destroy Joshua with one lethal blow. In a way, I would also be giving Sabrina a very memorable divorce. After making all the necessary arrangements, I drowsily went back to sleep. In my dreams, I felt as though someone kept asking me the same question over and over. "If you really didn't care, then why would you still bother with the antidepressants?"

Warren There is something particularly satisfying about rendering Heron Ellis speechless. She gawks at me and I must say the ring looks rather pretty on her dainty hand, despite working the calloused skin from years of work, there is still a smoothness to her skin, soft to the touch if you hold her entire hand. And for a moment she lets me do that, her mouth slightly open, lips perched into a look of abject confusion. She reaches to pull the ring off, but I steady her hand, the pad of my thumb running across the cut diamond and I grin.

Through the fog, I could see Arielle lying in the snow, bloodied, burned, and dead. Members of the Council merge around me. A few of them rush towards the car. Again, the sky explodes once more in a deafening sound. The sound was closer this time. The council pulls away from the car in fear. They brought the fight here. It had to be rebels, there's no other explanation, and Jonas is one of them. The putrid air hangs over the driveway, replacing the smell of snow. The air smelt of sulfur.

The next day, Luna and Ethan launched their final attack on the pack that had rejected them. It was a fierce battle, with fur flying, teeth gnashing, and claws clashing in a brutal display of power. Luna and Ethan fought side by side, their movements fluid and coordinated as they unleashed their pent-up rage and desire for revenge.

The sound tore through the heavy, sex-thick air of the cabin like a jagged blade. It wasn't the wind, and it wasn't a warning. It was a challenge. A long, mournful, and terrifyingly close howl that vibrated against the windowpanes. Another Alpha.