Sweeps Mobi Novels & Stories

Isla POV I rolled the window down, letting the fresh air rush into the car. The quiet, untouched road made me reckless enough to lean out, letting the wind whip against my face. There were a dozen reasons why I couldn’t stop smiling. The first one? Julian’s surprise this morning. He’d shown up at my apartment at dawn, no warning, just told me to pack my things for a getaway. Sure, he’d promised he’d take me on vacation before, but I didn’t expect him to actually deliver this soon.

He was an elderly man with white hair, and though he was old, he appeared to be in great spirits. "Ms. Yale, this is Mr. Adrian Scott, the head of our research base," one of the researchers introduced. "The laser and steam activation method used on you and Mr. Lawrie for thawing was a concept proposed by Mr. Scott 40 years ago." "Is that so?" Jessica stepped forward and offered Adrian a respectful handshake. "Thank you for helping thaw both me and my lover." Adrian smiled warmly at Jessica. "Ms. Yale, I should be the one thanking you."

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It had only been a slight flick of her wrist, but it knocked aside his hand as though she’d put all of her strength – and then some – into the motion. ‘What the hell?’ Steven’s eyes narrowed, something bright and dangerous crackling in his dark gaze, there and gone before she could fully register what she was seeing. And at that very moment, Gabby returned to the room, two other men with him. One was tall and lean, athletically built, his dishevelled crown of blond hair and rimless, pale blue sunglasses that rode low on the bridge of his nose giving him something of a geeky mad-scientist vibe. The other, dark haired and grim faced, strode inside the small room like a mediaeval king, his very

Each footfall was a reminder of the day’s small victories and quiet defeats, the tension in my chest ebbing and flowing like a tide I couldn’t control. The sun had dipped slightly behind the buildings, casting long shadows across the pavement, painting everything in muted golds and browns. The air smelled faintly of autumn leaves and asphalt, and I inhaled deeply, letting the world fill my lungs as if I could breathe in some calmness to balance the storm inside me. But peace didn’t come. My phone buzzed again, the sharp vibration against my thigh making me jump. My hand froze halfway to my bag as I glanced down, my breath catching in my throat.

SKYLER I quickly started the d******d. However, the d******d isn’t very big, and it isn’t long before it is pinging at me again to say that it had finished. As soon as I heard the ping, I disconnected from the internet, still just that little paranoid about them finding me again. I don’t wait this time as I open the file. There wasn’t much in it, all it said was, ‘ATTENTION ALL SECTORS Clean sweep has been postponed.

Paid back—with interest. For the first time in forever, the future felt like ours. The storm was over, and the sun? Finally shining.

"Your reports have been reviewed and we are pleased with your progress. As soon as the storm clears, we will send in reinforcements to assist with relocating those women and children who would like to leave the pack." "And what about the former Alpha and his men?" The laptop screen flickered as the vampire on the other side shifted in her seat. A sharp black eyebrow lifted upwards over unearthly green eyes that resembled a serpent with blood red lip set themselves into a hard line.

Arriving I see he has two wolves trying to knock him out, and another one that passes him, I jump to hit the wolves snout, making it whimper while rolling as it tries to scratch its now broken snout with its front paws. “Looks like you had it all under control till now, let’s hurry here to get back!” I scream as another two get their way near us, but a third that was hiding by their side jump to attack us. Hitting left, and right I get a link from Alpha Milo, ‘we are now half way back! Get home!’ I see our surroundings to see there are still a lot of rogues, damn. ‘Alpha Stan we are not even halfway through, and Alpha Milo is now halfway back home, what do we do?’