The Untamed Pemeran Novels & Stories

“ What makes you think I can send out orders, Botis? you all know how Silvervale operates. They would rather die than let a woman take control of them for a second.“ She stated a matter of fact. Botis was taken aback by the fact that Estelle knew his name. Even Adrian and other pack members had surprised looks on their faces. Little did they know that Estelle was the type of person to remember the name of every formidable opponent she fought. Botis didn't speak anymore. Although his brows were knit into a tight frown, his eyes carried silent approval. Then a boy, no older than seventeen, pushes to the front. His eyes looked like they have seen too much. Filled with endless curiosity. His coa

I don't want my mother's beloved kingdom to be in a demon's hands. I walked and left her there dumbfounded. No one should ever insult me for I know everyone's secret and how I can take them down in a minute. I know they are planning something wicked, I know them and I know how I can stop and pull them down too. I am no damsel in distress but a tigress they should avoid being bitten by. Today, I was given a mission as part of my training and that is to kill rogues- every one of them, without using any of my abilities which I know I can because I'm trained to fight using swords than using my abilities because I am born to control them perfectly.

Seraphina exclaimed, her voice filled with righteous indignation. "Do you know who I am? I'm Seraphina Sinclair, and I have every right to see him whenever I please!" Mace had made it clear that he was not to be disturbed, a fact that his loyal staff was well aware of. But Seraphina had never been one to bow to authority, especially when it came to her beloved uncle. His secretary, Lorraine, a poised and composed woman who had weathered many storms in her role, tried to reason with the fiery teenager.

The man was too powerful—his grip felt like that of ten men. They entered the castle, and he turned on the lights, temporarily blinding Adhara with the glare of gold decor. He set her down gently, and she realized it was Inker—one of Jarckon’s men. This was the first time she had seen him: light brown eyes, a muscular build, and a smirk that made her uneasy.

I hushed, inhaling more of the cigarettes into my lungs, and I was devastated by it as I smuggled my two eyes open. With shock and surprise evidence in my face, I began to survey more of my surroundings. "Where the fuck is this? "I managed to raise an eyebrow, and my eyes met with those of a man, with just a trouser on , and he's shirtless, his abs were pointing at me . His face was that of a demiGod , calm , resonant and more appealing that I was drooling over him . “Suck it.”I slowly muttered , regaining myself and I was hitted with one realization and that's the fact that I didn't go home last night.

he says. The words land like stones in still water, "I won't stop you, I won't expose you, I won't even interfere with whatever your handler expects you to report." "I don't" I start. "But," he raises a hand, silences me with the gesture alone, "you will show me your true face, no more acting, no more fear performances, no more lies about who and what you are." "And if I refuse," I ask, drop the omega act for just a second, let my real voice come through, cold and flat and empty.

Deborah had that same suspicious look as she asked me. Jessamine turned to me, raising her eyebrows while waiting for my answer. “Did Jessamine tell you about my father, only showing up at my grandmother’s wake?” I asked her. When she nodded, I continued, “Well... he’s someone really difficult to please, always expecting much from me... but you see, I’m Aiden, the untamed son, not taking things seriously, so he kind of kicked me out. Before leaving, I asked him for money and promised him I’d make myself a millionaire out of it in a year.”

She flashed a lazy smile before she entered the room and closed the door tightly behind her. She bore her neck before me in a bow “Reporting to the Alpha, The Alpha of the Mount Simian pack has agreed to close of the boundaries from their side, he is on our side, and also, I questioned the prisoners and the mole is no other than Demetrius Agacus, who is feeding information to a rogue posing to be a pack member, I wasn’t privileged to source out the mastermind or the identity of the rogue, because his wolf gave him an easy death, banged his head on the wall, this all, Alpha” “Well done, Zeta” I granted her a nod.

A miserable lunch with Victor is worth it if my sister and Samuel get their sanctuary. Rowan: Take it. But the Alpha suite is mine. Don’t forget who made the deal. Harper: Or how! Proud of you, sis. Get that pack gold. The emojis she sends next—a wolf, a peach, and an eggplant—make my face go hot. I hide the phone just as we pull up to the Northern Territory. Brooke Aldridge is waiting at the gates, arms crossed over her chest. Little Roman is beside her, waving like a maniac.

"And why should I trust you?" He smirked. "Watch." Noah turned to the man. "What’s your name?" "Gerry George." My brow twitched. Noah's right, the serum worked. "Who do you work for?" I asked. "We’ve never seen his face. Not even the head scientist has. He always wears a mask. We just call him Boss." I folded my arms, pacing around Gerry like a predator. "Those beasts that attacked the school... what are they?" "The Ultimate Weapon. Transformed rogue wolves. The early versions failed, but recently, we’ve been getting success."