Novel & Cerita The Loyal Pin Novel

“And? What’s so bad about that? These guys tried to kill you and his son. I hope they find them and beat the crap out of them. I’m mad you waited so long to give him their names.” She didn’t get it. “Jaida, not once did any of them mention anything about cops. If somebody breaks into your house and their DNA is all over the place, wouldn’t calling the cops be the first thing you would do?” She went quiet. I thought it was finally starting to make sense to her, but changed my mind when she laughed. “Leave it to goody-two-shoes Makynzee to fall in love with a damn kingpin.” What if she was right? “It’s not funny, Jay. What if he was a…,” I struggled to think of something fitting. This was my K

"No… no…" The man sat at the edge of the bed, scrolling through his phone, completely at ease. He looked up when he noticed her eyes open, and his lips curled into a smirk. "Good morning, sunshine." “You made your men rape me “, Vivian said still feeling sore in between her legs. He turned the phone in his hand lazily. "Because pain teaches. Loyalty isn’t something you swear on–it’s something you bleed for." "You want loyalty?" she pleaded. "All I have given you is nothing but loyalty but then let me go find Tasha. Let me fix this."

Lost in the unknown: "Probably because all I can think about is him and I owe him. At least in order to repay him, I should be loyal to him, right?" Zion sighed. He threw his head on the crown of the bed. Does this loyal and faithful girl exist? And that bitch Hannah.... She didn't even leave her father. He can never expect loyalty from her. Rider: "I told you last time and I am telling you again, that bastard is really lucky. I will respect your choice. Good night, Kitten." Zion ended the conversation. This time he lost another person.

Sydney smirked, arms crossed like she was already rehearsing her victory. I let my breath out slowly, shaping each word like a blade hidden in silk. “I’ve learned that loyalty is not soft. It isn’t quiet. It isn’t simple. Loyalty is hard. It’s jagged. It asks for pieces of you, and sometimes it takes more than it gives. But when you choose it—when you stay—it defines you.” Nico’s hand squeezed mine where it rested at my side. He was radiant, convinced this was about him, about us. That I was painting him as the man worth staying for.

How soon before I’d have to finish this, with his blood, not shadows? Soon. Very soon. Lorenzo and his men had gone now, and we all gathered in my private lounge. Fools. Thanks to this loyal girl in front of me. Rachael. I watched her fingers brush the silver pin lightly before she picked it up. A small thing, that pin, but it meant something in this house. It meant she had stepped beyond the line. “Wear it well. It's evidence that I damaged it,” I said. "He mustn't suspect you deceived him."

I surrender as I don't have any other alternative. My arm hurts as it rearranges, but it pushes out the bullet on the way. I haven’t had a painful shift till I was a kid, but these silver bullets are worse than I imagined. Dante takes control and starts licking the wound. He has to spit out the silver, and I only hope he can clean it all as quickly as possible. After finishing that, he lays on the snow for 30 seconds. "I think we’ll be good. Just try not to get any more silver bullets in," he says finally, getting up from the floor.

Fuck anybody else! Love, Loyalty and Unending Queen treatment that's what he was going to show her till his last breath.

“I am certain most of the passersby here are students from our school. There’s no way it was dropped by a student. And this pin is a very strange thing to have. Nowadays, even the guys wouldn’t want to have that as their accessories.” Scott's words made sense, and I agreed, “This might be the clue we were looking for. Good job finding it.” The man who found it nodded. Meanwhile, Lorrie fell silent for a bit. “What’s wrong, Lorrie?” Scott asked. Lorrie took the pin from my hand and examined it closely. Scott also leaned in to get a better look. After a moment, Lorrie exclaimed. “It looks like Denver’s keychain! I knew it! Remember, Scott? When he greeted us that day and excused himself. He dr

Damn, I liked this guy if I was being true to myself. “Yeah but shit happens sometimes and I want to know she is safe, happy, and care for. I think you could be that guy if called upon. Am I right?” “Okay yeah sure but I’m not going to count on that happening.” “Good, don’t.” I put my hand out and he accepted it. We stood there shaking hands out of respect and love for the same person for longer than we should but it was better than punching each other’s faces so I’d take it. Plus I knew this made my mate happy. On the other hand, all my thoughts were running together and I now trusted Erin to ask another question. “Do we let her talk to him then?” I moved my head towards the prison.

He handed her a small, velvet box. "What's this?" "A reward for a successful mission," he said.Liora opened it. Inside was a gold pin in the shape of a phoenix. "A phoenix?" "It suits you," Mavric said, his voice a low whisper. "You rose from the ashes. Now, it's time to fly." He closed the door, leaving Liora alone with her thoughts. She touched the pin, the cold metal feeling like a promise. She wasn't just surviving anymore. She was winning.