Syndicate Dream Novels & Stories

Sebastian’s gaze met hers once more. “Atlas waking up will attract more than just me.” Aurora felt the tension in the room rise instantly. Lucien straightened. “Explain.” Sebastian chuckled softly. “You already know.” Victor’s voice dropped to a dangerous calm. “The Syndicate.” Sebastian gave a small approving nod. “Exactly.” Aurora frowned. “What syndicate?” For the first time since the convoy arrived, the six billionaires exchanged uneasy glances. Adrian finally spoke. “A group of investors.”

Major Ndlovu was the seller; the syndicate was buying. Major Ndlovu was selling to the syndicate for two simple reasons. The first was that, contrary to expectations, the syndicate had built a reputation of never double-crossing their clients for any reason; that’s the type of goodwill that it had cultivated. Secondly, the syndicate was offering U.S dollars. Where the syndicate got its huge sums of U.S dollars was none of the customers’ business; and likewise, where the customer got the merchandise, was none of the syndicates business. Such is the nature of some transactions.

she admitted. Aria frowned. “That’s not helpful.” “I’m serious,” Lena said. “No one knows who they are.” “They?” “A group,” Lena whispered. “People with money, influence… power that doesn’t show up on paper.” Aria’s pulse quickened. “A board?” Lena shook her head. “Worse.” Adrian finally spoke. “A syndicate.” Lena nodded weakly. “Yes.” Silence fell. Because that meant— This wasn’t just corporate betrayal.

He nodded a quick thanks anyway. “The Syndicate is a total psycho,” I muttered, taking a big first sip. It burned going down, sharp and hot, the way I needed it. Felt good for a second, at least. Leon sank deeper into the chair, swirling his glass slow, ice clinking lazily. “They are money bastards,” he said with a low chuckle that didn’t sound all that funny. “That’s all they give a shit about. Every billionaire in the country—they want their cut. Doesn’t matter how dirty the hands get.”

Numbers I hadn't shared with anyone stared back at me. "How did you..." "We keep track," Caleb said. "You're stalled. Frozen accounts. The board watching. You came here because you're out of options." I said nothing. The silver-haired man leaned forward. "You want liquidity. We want guarantees." "What kind of guarantees?" "Commitment," the man said. "The Syndicate doesn't work with people who hesitate." The Syndicate. That was the first time I'd heard them name themselves. "I'm not hesitating."

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Tessa took his hand and pulled him down the hall. As he entered the room, he looked at Jennah and Dom and couldn’t help think that this scene started because of a dream. A note from Jacqueline Paige: I hope you enjoyed reading Dreams as much as I enjoyed writing it! My website is jacquelinepaige (dot) com; I love feedback.

Someone had a link to me that shouldn’t, and they are in the Syndicate. It makes no sense. Siegfried is dead. I watched his fucking corpse burn. I threw him into the pile myself, and I didn’t leave till every bit of him was ashes. I could faintly hear Isis talking to me. I could feel her touch and the sparks from it. But I couldn’t react. I was just frozen. Frozen in fear. The Syndicate has a way into my head. Oh crap this means they have a way into Isis’s head! The Syndicate knows we’re mated.

she whispered quietly as she looked around the room. The curiosity and concern overwhelmed me as I looked at my longtime friend. I leaned in close to her and asked just as quietly, “What is it?” “Well,” she began taking another look around the room before continuing. “I have been having dreams as well but not of Laylan, or unicorns, or fairies, or anything like that. I always thought that maybe I just had multiple personalities and the other happened to be a man named Daemon. But recently, I have been dreaming dreams as if they were his memories or something,” she stopped and looked at me.

"You take them home safely I'll handle that volcano" he said pointing towards a girl who is sitting under a table angry. "Why I have always have to deal with two" Darren groan when last time scene flash in front of his eyes. With how much difficulty he take them home only he knows. It's like winning an Oscar. "Cause one Is your sister and other is your lover. I can't do anything Mr." Damian shrug turning around. Darren look at the girls who are sleeping peacefully on couch after sucking the life out of two boys. He slowly move towards them not wanting to wake up the devil's.