The Argent Novels & Stories

I asked, stopping her. “Aguilar, there are things that are in stake. My father’s health, my life, everything is just complicated. I have no brother to take his place if something is to happen to him. I am going to need assistance, and I do not intend to let go of what is my rightful claim.” She said, and I scoffed. “Your rightful claim simply because I am allowing it to be.” I said. She opened her mouth to speak and I raised my hand, stopping her. “I believe that you know how to show yourself out.”

LYRA "I don't trust her Damien. I need to lure her down to get to Magnus, she's gullible enough to think I'm stupid enough to fall for her tricks" Sage says through his phone call My lips quivered as I peeped through his room standing like a statue as his words reached my hearing. Every piece of my heart-shattering. "She has to produce an heir for me before I reject her and I'm sure by that time we've gotten to achieve our main goal," He says yet again.

’s doorstep and leave them. Argent said he had done this a few weeks before. He was sending a message. He was promised the pack’s land. He knows if Dalton is around he can’t get it and he knows if Dalton has you that you could stay in the light instead of switching to dark magic and working for him. He kidnapped your brother as a way to sway you to his side.” I leaned back and chewed on my bottom lip, still staring at her intensely, “So he planted the body there, got Dalton and I together, and now wants us apart so he can enslave me and get Dalton’s land? Do I have that right?” She nodded and I huffed, “Well, fuck. Is there anything else?” I stood up and put my hands in my pocket, waiting fo

Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why!? Teresa: “Alrighty, children! Let's get back to business about that battle plan, yeah?” Naraja: “Oh yeah...about that I will just say for our sake “Geronimo!” and “It’s not an adventure if it isn’t at least a little fun!”. So there is a plan and there isn’t one, heh, heh.” Minch: “The hell you mean there is and isn’t one! What kind of plan is that, Naraja?!”

“Said the redneck.” Silvia bit her tongue, regretting her sarcastic blurt. She was surprised when he threw up his hands, chuckling. “Guilty as charged,” he said. “But my limited redneck education says South America is a continent, not a country.” Silvia took her turn to chuckle, conceding him the point. “Argentina,” she replied. For some reason, his charming smile pushed her to her feet, feeling a sudden urge to run away from this hot, nice gringo. She’d already had more than enough of those. “I’m getting another coffee.”

she murmured, clutching her still throbbing head. The doctor clucked softly. "Absolutely," she said. "And it's lucky that you didn't lose your child." Fiona was silent, then glared instantly. She looked at the doctor beside her with a strange look on her face. "What does that mean?" she asked. The woman in the white coat sighed. Of course, she knew Fiona Aubrey very well. No one does not know the young lady Aubrey because, in addition to being famous for her beauty, Aubrey Corp. is one of the largest investors in several well-known hospitals in the world.

"Argentis?" "Yup," Kany hummed, popping the 'p'. "The massive logistics company that weirdly stepped in and helped us clear customs years back when Luxore was still just an infant company trying to get off the ground." Victoria’s mind raced. The Argentis Group was a ghost in the corporate world. They owned shipping lanes, air cargo hubs, and private security routes across three continents, but their primary owner had remained completely nameless for over a decade. Whoever ran that company had cleared two massive hurdles for Luxore when Victoria was first building her empire, and she had spent years trying to figure out who was behind it.

Not yet. “How were you paid?” I asked. “Crypto. Routed through three wallets. But… but the first one,” he rushed, hope cracking through his fear, “the first one had a name attached. A shell company.” “And?” I pressed. “Argent Trade Solutions,” he said. “I recognized it because… because they work ports in the south. They’ve got ties to—” “To who?” Leandro asked quietly. Luca flinched at the sound of his voice.

She held my gaze for a moment then nodded and looked back out the window. Her hand found mine on the window seat between us without her looking at me, just resting there, quiet and certain. I looked down at her hand over mine. Then I looked up at the door. It was moving. Slowly. Deliberately. The way someone moves a door when they don't want to be heard. I was on my feet and between Mabella and the door before it finished opening. Collins Argent stepped through with two men flanking him, his eyes moving from me to Mabella and back with the calm unhurried assessment of a man who had decided he was done waiting.