The Argent Novels & Stories

Lee tease me and laugh. I smile to her. "You know if you are someone else, I will beat a shit out of you but you are my best friend and yes she is beautiful but HER BEAUTY IS ONLY FOR MINE"

"Now, you get how it feels, dorkahantas." I roll my eyes at her for the hundredth time tonight. "You and I are about to have an argument," I joke, seeing her point. The problem is, she doesn't understand why I am the way I am. I've been ruined by a single person and I don't know how to mend the pieces of my life back together.

Thus, the eldest Argent couldn't catch – get a replay of any events even when he gave all his attention to Lyla Justice's sharp and deep glare. "Today is not the day I die, my dear Loui." whispered Irina provocatively. The girl with the black hair with bangs covering her entire forehead smirked slightly as her jet black beads met Loui's. She swiftly let go of the eldest Argent's hands from her long neck, when she felt Loui's grip loosen slowly. Irina swiftly darted – moving from place to place, approaching her three brothers, standing parallel to the three of them. "Hey, little brat!" Lucien called out to Luca in a half shriek.

I may not know everything about werewolves, but I remember reading about a rare breed. The Argenta, the legendary silver wolves. If my instincts are right, then this wolf is one of them, and it’s none other than Selena herself. It's said to possess extraordinary powers derived from the moon itself. Argenta wolves have rapid healing abilities, making them immune to injuries and illnesses. They are resistant to extreme elements like fire, ice, and lightning. But with their great power comes a curse. According to the stories we learned in school, their deep connection with the moon slowly drains their life force, leading to their decline.

This reeked of collaboration—someone smart enough to stay quiet while others bled. “Find out who’s whispering,” I said. “If it’s internal, I want them hanging by dawn. If it’s external, we’ll stage another border show.” Killian didn’t flinch. “Public or private?” “Public. They want a reaction, I’ll give them one. But it’ll be mine.” He nodded again and passed the final file. “The company.” I stilled. “Which one.” “Argent Industries.” Of course. Of the dozen businesses under my name, Argent was the most volatile. Private security, weapons contracts, biochemical research—all barely legal, all highly profitable. And all run by men who thought power behind a desk meant something.

Argent I reach for my phone, and I dial Mateo’s number. Logan signals for me to proceed as soon as he scrambles my location. From Mateo’s point of view, my location will show that I am in L.A. instead of Manaus. “Argent?” Mateo answers quickly.

“Please, contact my company. Argentum. That’s A-R-G-E-N-T-U-M. They’ll pay whatever you want. Just pleeeaaaseeee.” The footage cut back to the female news anchor behind her desk. The world crumbled around me. How the fuck had they gotten that footage? God, that was going to play again on the evening news. Everyone would see it. Oh shit, it was bad. It was very, very bad.

I brought it up again and I’m not stopping until he gives me his name. “I’m Angelo.”

I also noticed that it had an initial engraved on its body. "AG?" "That's my initial... soon it'll be yours as well." That's when I noticed the voice speaking behind me. Argo...

The Boss's request to Argus represents N who hasn't even spoken a word since his boss joined the negotiations. But Argus without hesitation signed the document after a glance at the nominal amount of the cost of renting services set by the company, without negotiation. And as a result, Argus hires the best agent of the best at the highest paid prices. An agent level S and the ace. Argus ' request is easy, N must pretend to be him as the groom at the wedding ceremony with July.