Sookie Stackhouse And Eric Northman Novels & Stories

"I hate having to waste such good wine on you. You're paying for the glasses though. You can put it on James tab for all I care." "Our fifteen minutes aren't up," Mona protested. "Don't you need time to fix yourself up? You won't be staying here a second later than fifteen minutes." Mona opened her phone and pushed it to him to view the exposed tabs. "What exactly is your your connection with James and Ronica Mr Eric Strauss— or should I say, Eric Simmons?" Eric looked uncomfortably amused as he scanned the online newspaper article of his funeral with no body in the coffin. His lips curled up in a full smile. "You couldn't seduce me so you've decided to harass me instead? Nevertheless, I sup

Noah was waiting for them at the end of the hallway, and when Nancy saw the gentle way that he looked at her, she could not believe that she had ever loved a hard man like Paul. Crystal hoped that Nancy and Noah would fall in love for real, but she knew that it couldn’t happen unless they had some alone time together, so she turned to Nancy and said, “Well, I’ll go down first. Eric is waiting for me. Why don’t you two get to know each other a bit?” After speaking, she hurried downstairs. **** Eric was sitting on the floor in the living room with his legs crossed and playing games on his phone. At the door, the bodyguards were holding a woman captive. The woman’s eyes were blurry. Her cheeks

I got up from my bed and went to take my bath, got dressed and then as I was about to make my way down for breakfast my phone rang. It was my elder sister Diane. “Hey little sis,” she said as I answered the call. “Hey Diane, how are you ?” “I'm perfectly fine, and also I got the information on the Eric guy and ohh my is he an interesting man huh.” “And what did you find out about him?” I asked curiously. “Well just that he's not really hiding his wife and child, it's more like they are hiding him or should I say are trying to get rid of him.”

” “We’re definitely not stalking you… We just came to pick up a friend. It’s purely a coincidence! Ms. Stanton, if you don’t want to see me, I’ll get lost now...” Keith himself was puzzled as to why he was acting so servile to Nicole with Eric right behind him. Nicole withdrew her gaze. “Then hurry up and get lost.” “Okay!” Keith said as he turned to leave. After taking two steps, he saw Eric coming up from behind. Eric’s eyes were cold and sullen as he stepped forward. His gaze lingered on Nicole’s forehead for a few seconds. He then looked at the man beside her and suddenly asked, “Sunner, are you guys friends?”

“Sorry, Sticks. I save it all for Myrna.” With an indulgent grin on his face, Sed shoved Brian’s shoulder. “Is she pregnant yet?” Brian shrugged. “Don’t know. If not, it’s not from a lack of trying.” Eric averted his gaze. He never thought he’d see the day when one of Sinners would talk about having kids. He caught sight of Rebekah staring at Brian as if someone had ripped her heart out. She noticed that Eric was staring at her again and turned back to the stove. She added the vegetables to the roast, covered the Dutch oven with a lid, and closed herself in the bathroom. Eric wondered what was bothering her.

“Please Ronan, just make that promise to me and I’ll do everything you want. I’ll tell you where he stays, what he does, everything.” “Then spill. You have your deal already. Spill the name.” Stacey replied harshly. Ronan stepped away from Janiya and moved beside Stacey, the both of them staring down at her like a scaredy cat, waiting for the name to come out of her mouth. “Eric, Ronan. It’s Eric.” *******************

Can he find true love, or will a spate of arson fires destroy his chances with Tom, the sexy young firefighter? Eric is a fire chief in Mesa, Arizona, where he’s lived all his life. A hunky Norse god-like man, he has finally come out of the closet after twenty years of marriage. Now his wife hates him, his son won’t speak to him, a town crazy wants him fired, and there’s a rash of arson fires destroying some of the beautiful historic homes in the area. To let off steam, he’s been tempted to explore his long-repressed sexuality with his son’s twenty-year-old friend.

I wasn’t actually surprised by this outcome. Eric looked at me with a curious expression across his face, he sipped his coffee silently raising his eyebrows. “That house you just described belongs to Robert Killian.” he nearly choked on his coffee when I shared that information with him. “Are you bloody serious,” his eyebrows still raised. He placed his coffee in the cup holder, “This is bad Luna, very bad. He is connected to everything in the northern west coast.” He shook his head not wanting to believe it. I was taken back to what Eric just blurted out, how did he know that Killian was connected to everything in the northern west coast?

She said and Eric eyes widened in shock "What!!! He exclaimed "Yes, she told almost everyone in the community that Anna is getting married..Her mom " "To who?? Eric asked not wanting to think it is CJ "To a Siamese guy... " "Okay, I will call you later " Eric said and hang up, he placed his hand on his "What is going on?? He thought then someone entered, it was Manager Don private secretary "Hey Eric ." Eric checks his watch again and hastily gets up out of his chair, graps his jacket and heads for his door..

Shawn called out to him before the two hugged each other. "Do you mind introducing me to the gorgeous woman beside you?" the man quickly uttered, his eyes slowly shifting towards her direction. "Yes, of course Nick. Meet my beautiful fisnceé, Dude," Shawn said before his hand reached out to her waist, slowly pulling her close. "She's Ericka, Ericka Holmes," he said as he looked at her with a smile. The man then reached out his hand to shake hers and so she took it with no hesitation. "And Ericks, this man is Nick, Nickson Brown, my best friend," Shawn added, introducing his friend to her.