Taron Egerton Novels & Stories

“Jealousy doesn’t suit you, Luna.” “I’m not Luna.” I said, and he scoffed. “Not officially, no,” he said, leaning in. “But you wear the role like perfume. Sweet. Fading. Desperate.” I didn’t flinch. I’d dealt with worse than mangy mutts with inflated egos. I folded my arms, meeting his red gaze head-on. He smirked as he studied my expression, but I refused to back out. Even showing weakness to a rogue was a bad idea.

Halting abruptly a few walk to the fridge, his eyes narrowed as they stayed on Dr Greg, who was still tied on the chair. His eyes flickered to Kira, who was still soundly asleep. Before walking towards where a bat lay, he clutched it and stepped towards Doctor Greg. "Today is my lucky day," Trevor said, prodding him with the bat. "Wake up, old fool!" But he got no response. He tried again for the second time by kicking his ankle. And it worked. Doctor Greg jerked awake, and his eyes widened as he glanced around the room before they settled on Trevor.

“He doesn’t even look at me anymore. Not once. Not since her. I am trying to get his attention, but nothing seems to be working. He doesn’t even answer my calls. And that says a lot about Nolan.” Elijah exhaled a long line of smoke, his voice smooth. “You expected him to ignore his Luna forever? Did you really believe that a beauty like her can be ignored. Don’t get me wrong, but living in the same house with her, seeing her beauty, and getting to know her… it would have been hard on any man.”

the man whom I presume to be Cristian said. So his name is Tate. I smiled to myself. A sexy name for a sexy man, Aura purred. I rolled my eyes and listened back in. "It's supposed to weaken her grace. Her power!" Greg finally said. This time it was my turn to be surprised. "Woah hold on! What power?" I asked. He rolled his eyes. "You really are stupid. I don't know how you can't feel it. I don't know what rank you are but all I know is that you were not born an omega, Channing." Greg clarified.

It was very visible that that wasn't a topic he was willing to have, not now or ever, but Elle, being a little on the dumb side, didn't read the signs. “Oh I know. Her father is the lead rogue that caused the massacre so many years ago, right?” Just then, Damien sensed Ariel's presence in the room, and immediately their eyes clashed. Ariel wished with all fibre in her body that she could turn back the hands of time, to stop herself from entering the room. She sensed the anger in him, and knew for sure that she was in for a very rough night.

Alpha Darren loosened his tie and suddenly filled his glass with beer, then he raised his glass high, “why don't we have a bet to prove who is the strongest drinker here?” Diana growled, she really wanted to kick Alpha Darren out of the restaurant because he was so annoying! He was spoiling the atmosphere! The team of secretaries clapped and laughed careerwise to break the ice. But tonight's prime suspect stepped up, “I'll bet with you, Alpha Darren!” said Leon excitedly. He also filled his glass with beer. “But what's the prize if I win?” Too late, there was nothing to stop the reckless junior Leon. “That will be determined once there's a winner,” said Alpha Darren.

❤🐺❤🐺❤🐺❤🐺 She glances over to the counter, walking slowly towards the barista. A tall, well-fit man with dark jet black hair, hazel-green eyes, and a handsome smile that is perfectly paired with gorgeous deep dimples walks up to the counter as well.

The Alpha smiled as he stood up from his seat walking slowly towards me. "I..." I shuttered not knowing what to say seeing the Alpha walk towards me. "Evelyn, no need to bother about formalities, just call me Ethan." The Alpha smiled immediately when he got to me. "I...." I shuttered feeling rather confused wondering why the Alpha was acting rather strangely. Did he fall in love with me at first sight or what the hell was happening?

he added, raising a finger, “top directors, producers, and even some of the country’s most renowned actors like Dwayne Johnson,Chris Hemsworth, Kevin Hart, Chris Tucker etc will be in attendance. If you impress them, you could be signed. Elara swallowed hard. Her throat felt dry. Of all companies to sponsor the showcase, it had to be his. She could practically hear the irony laughing in her head. Mr. Maxwell paced to the front. “Now, the production is a modern adaptation of The Tale of Lancelot. We need our Gwen, our Lancelot, and our Arthur. Anyone interested in auditioning for Gwen should see me after class.”So bring your A-game.” “Don't tell me you’re going to audition,” a voice murmured

After a while, he sighed. "My real name is Lucian Quentin Ross". His cold voice broke the silence. I raised my head to look at him. Shock evident on my face. "My dad is Damien Ross". He continued. A small gasp flew from my lips, my eyes widening in surprise. I've heard of Damien Ross. He was one of America's biggest and most wanted drug lord. Ignoring the look on my face, he continued.