The Expanse Series Novels & Stories

He says excitingly and I scoff lowly. Of course, he is, he has gotten what he has always wanted: The Throne. “You look so normal,” The guard says after I don’t respond to the news of Erik’s feast. What he says finally causes me to turn away from the passing views and to him. “What do you mean?” I ask him and he smiles lopsidedly. “The great Jaden West, former leader of Werewolf Territory, is just a normal person,” He clarifies, and I chuckle.

“Yes, we’ve been seeing each other for the last month practically. We love each other.” Momma digests this bit of information then scrunches her eyes and holds her finger and thumb to the bridge of her nose. “Levy. As in Levy, Dylan’s father? Your ex-boyfriend’s daddy?” “That’s the one, Momma. Is there a problem with that.” Momma releases her nose, good job otherwise I think she might forget to breathe. Taylor is watching the interaction and seriously I could kick her in the shin for being a huge blabber mouth.

He chirps. I guess he’s right. I can live my own life instead of worrying about her and the baby. Just live on caring for myself. “I guess that’s true man, thanks.” I reply. We get to the canopy area. Xane and Alex are waiting. “Look who’s arrived boys!” Donnie bellows. “Aye!” Xane and Alex cheer. “Sit down Kil!” Donnie says as he offers a seat. “Err… thanks.” I say hesitantly.

As dawn broke the next morning, the gentle beeping of the machines that kept a watchful eye on Tyler's vitals filled the room with a soft, persistent sound. I was planted firmly beside his bed, the rhythm of the beeps offering a thread of comfort amid the turmoil swirling around us. My gaze was locked onto my phone screen, scrolling through the flood of breaking news. One headline grabbed me, refusing to let go: "Caleb Jones: Wanted Fugitive Following Explosive Fraud and Embezzlement Revelations."

Anna was focused on stuffing popcorn into her mouth while scrolling through her phone, and I was savoring my second glass of wine, feeling it warm me from the inside out. “I still can’t wrap my head around this,” Anna muttered through a mouthful of popcorn. “You. Living in his apartment. It’s like some twisted rom-com plot.” She paused, then grinned mischievously. “Except—wait a minute—plot twist! The exes don’t end up killing each other.” “Not yet,” I replied, swirling my wine thoughtfully in the glass. Anna snorted. “You say that, but if you were truly unhappy, you’d be calling me daily to complain. You only brought it up now, which tells me something.”

“Time of death 11:59pm,”The old doctor gulped loudly as he started those.“No!” A young girl barged into the ER, she didn't mind that she was covered in blood and dirt. “She’s not dead, try again.”“I’m sorry there’s nothing we can do your friend was….” “No..no you’re a doctor, it’s your job to save people so save her.” Her words were firm just as her hold on the doctor’s arm.The old man took a deep breath before going to continue. “time of death 11:59pm…”“Liar Tessy can’t die,” she limped to her friends side. “You’re not dead, you can’t die.”“Bethany,” a voice, deep, a little raspy called out to her. “She’s gone let the doctors do their job.”Bethany looked at her brother Caleb with resentment

"Show-off." Callen smirked, a rare flicker of humor crossing his serious face. "Destiny doesn't wait." I leaned back, feeling something warm and unfamiliar curl through my chest. Belonging. Real belonging. I had a pack now. Small, but loyal. Real. And as the fire crackled and the stars spun overhead, I knew one thing for certain: *This was only the beginning.* Because whoever watched from the shadows—whoever protected me tonight—they had only bought us time.

He snatched it up, recognizing Abbott’s administrative frequency. "Give me the logs," Kaelen commanded, his voice a low rumble. "The investigator just returned from the Expanse sectors, Alpha," Abbott reported, his breathing heavy as if he had been running the data pipelines all evening. "The history is... remarkably grim." Kaelen’s jaw locked, his scent turning sharp with an uninvited tension. "Spit it out."

"You know… Outlander, Game of Thrones, True Blood. Soft porn." She scoffs at me. "We're watching Starz, Daniel, not pay-per-view." I lean back and put my feet up on the coffee table. "Baby, the only difference between Starz and porn is that actual porn doesn't have a plot or as big a budget." She rolls her eyes. "Whatever. Soft porn," she grumbles under her breath. She picks up the popcorn and puts it on the couch between us. I snap up a handful and toss some in my mouth as the review of the last episode plays and the credits roll.

Marshal introduced him to me. "Nice to meet you ma'am" Zack said. I was still trying to process what was going on. My ex...is... I couldn't even find a word for it. "Alina, are you okay?"Marshal called. It took everything to bring myself back to earth. "Um... sorry, a minute, I need to use the restroom," I said hurriedly and left without waiting for any further questions. I saw him earlier, but I thought I was hallucinating, but I wasn't. it was really Zack Andrews. But what was he doing here, Marshal never mentioned him to me as a friend. I felt my head get hot and sweat drop down my face. I wanted to hear a different news, not this. But something is odd. He doesn't seem to remember me. I w