Thaddeus Thawne Novels & Stories

I said softly. Julius’ eyes suddenly glowed with an intensity I hadn’t seen before, his lips tugging up in a smirk to reveal his sharp canines. “You’re welcome, little wolf.” The voice that came out of his mouth was dark and inhuman, goosebumps trickled down my skin as I realised it was Thanatos, not Julius, who had spoken. In an instant Julius returned to himself, pulling away before glancing at the clock on the wall. “I need to go meet Dean, we have a few things to do tonight so I’ll be late. Will you be okay?”

The grey-blue eyes which stared back at her were bright, yet dark and she still couldn't believe it was him; the same man who she'd met in prison and made her life feel like hell, was clad in a three piece suit which exaggerated his athletic build and chiselled jaw. And if that wasn't enough, he's getting married to Tessa Maddox; THE Tessa Maddox! "It can't be possible." Lena whispered, wallowing in her disbelief as her eyes read the tagline "The man, the myth, the legend: Thane Moneau's journey to the top." 'What top?!' her head screamed still not accepting the fact she was staring at a billionaire boss. The same Thane who is the son of her now dead boss. Her eyes strayed to the date on the

Thalita's trembling body looked at Nadhea deeply. Cold sweat around the neck makes Nadhea believe the alpha soul inside her still doesn't like except Xander and Adam Smith. "Is there a mistake?"Mrs Thalita wiped the sweat then read the report and the product was revamped. Inevitably Nadhea's work is very competent, color and marketing suggested very useful in later life.

she inquired tentatively, her voice barely above a whisper. Donovan's gaze shifted to the girl, his expression remaining impassive. "I am Donovan Garrett," he replied simply. "President of the Student Union Government, Wilberforce Island University. And Boma is my wife." The serving personnel exchanged puzzled glances, sure of the significance of the title. But they had always assumed Boma's husband, if she had one, would be someone unassuming, like her. As far as they were concerned, she wasn't important. She was there partaking in the punishments just like everyone else. It would be safe to even assume she might be among the poorest staff, the way she acted like her whole life depended on

"Strong as a rock, fast as a thunderbolt. Alias: Tim and alias: Thwar, brothers from the realm of the Vikings. The record holder for clearing 47 Knight-level missions equally, which is the most among any trainee, follows as joint No.4!" Two hardy figures wearing only sweatpants collide with their fists while running on their treadmill. The square face and blonde braid mustache belong to Thwar, and the reddish-brown braid beard belongs to Tim. "Arriving at No. 3! A guy with a golden ratio face, like a glass mask. But even the perfection of his face couldn’t eclipse the 98.7% success rate for his Airburst field mission. The sweet-faced knight, alias: Zamonte!"

“Wait here.” I watched as the officer went and spoke to someone in a suit. He walked over to me. “Good afternoon...” he paused waiting for my name. “Dominic Thorn.” “Good afternoon, Mr. Thorn. I am Detective Connor Calloway. I believe you know whose car this is?” “It’s my fiancé's car, Leila Clarke. I was on the phone to her when the crash happened.” “Can you tell me what she said?” “Someone was following her, she said they were ramming her and then she crashed. There was a voice that said, ‘she’s mine’. Then the call cut off.”

The file titled: "The Valerius Project." Dark Thorne thought the war was over because he had a ring on her finger. He didn't realize that Izaib Moreno was no longer a law student. She was a Thorne. And Thornes didn't just win wars.

He was shirtless. He sped toward Elder Xan, who was busy sinking his fangs into the neck of the trumpet player he had overpowered. Adrian grabbed Xan and slammed him against the wall with brutal force. The wall cracked on impact. Xan crumpled to the ground, unconscious, as Adrian released him. “In my office in twenty minutes,” Adrian said as he walked past me and headed for the exit. Medics came running toward the wounded. I helped support the injured men, but they couldn’t save the trumpet player. He passed away a few minutes after they arrived.

“This handsome devil beside me is Thaddeus. He is a former Shimmering Falls pack member turned rogue. The bean pole beside him is Shawnassy. He is an assassin from Dublin. The pretty lady to your right is Athena. She and I go way back. And finally, the lad to your left is Duncan. He is a low-level demon that used to work for the former Lord Zandicar. Guys, meet Donovan, he is a vampire.” I was highly irritated by Vex at that point, but I would deal with her later. I focused on the people around me. I looked at Thaddeus, he was a very large wolf. He was about 6’5” with black hair that fell to his shoulders. He had hard gray eyes that looked almost black. He had a very dark aura surrounding hi

, he finally commanded as he gave me his back. The first thing I noticed was his broad shoulders. Muscular and Potent. It carried the largest tattoo on his upper body. Hezekiah. His name was Hezekiah. This was the weirdest thing I'd ever seen or imagined. A man walks into a store, points a gun at two people, only to have his back scratched? Wow. The world had more psychopaths than I ever imagined. I gently and smoothly scratched his back while giving his shoulders a little unprofessional massage. I continued to do this until I found a rhythm and his tensed shoulders fell into relaxation.