Torre Stark Novels & Stories

"Marcus can plan all he wants from behind bars. His credibility is shot, his lawyer is under investigation, and his contact with Sterling is being monitored by federal authorities. He's more annoyance than threat at this point." "And Torres?" "Torres is the real problem. He's patient, professional, and he's being paid to complete a job that he has to because his credibility is on the line. Emma's breakdown doesn't change that." I pull up security feeds, checking each angle and each blind spot. "How's our perimeter?"

She hissed in pain when she moved her injured leg, which had started to swell up. On a second attempt, she had another familiar voice, that made her freeze in place." T.. Torak." ' he came, Torak is here to rescue me.' she was overwhelmed with happiness but that feeling was short lived, when she recalled what she just witnessed, instead of running into his arms, Lola was trying to flee," don't move Lola'' Torak was right in front of her but not in his handsome, breathtaking looks,or in his neatly ironed suit he wore while stepping out, just like his son he looks nothing close to a human, she has never been this scared her whole life.

The kind that told me something had shifted, permanently, and I was too late to stop it. I stood in the center of what was once my sanctuary. The long corridor of my estate was cracked at its spine. Ash coated the marble. The chandeliers no longer flickered with power or grandeur. It was dim, like the light itself was retreating from me. Or perhaps from her. Tatiana. The woman who thought herself to be invincible. The woman who believed that she could own everything and that she was the strongest of them all. Little did she know, she was wrong.

I saw as I start driving to the pack house. As I pull up and park in front of the pack house, my dick gets hard all over again, as I step out of my car and see Scarlett waiting outside the packhouse, leaning against the railing of the porch. Her long, chocolate brown hair is in loose waves down her back and I can see her bright green eyes from here. Her curves look perfect in a red dress that wraps around her body, showcasing her cleavage as it ties at the waist. Her legs, perfectly toned from all her time training and sparring, look they need to be wrapped around me as she stands in a pair of black stiletto heels. Before she has a chance to move even an inch, I’m out of my car and on the po

I get instant recognition everywhere I go! People learned the name Stark even before learning the name of their country's president. STARK CORP was one of the biggest companies in the world, top notch of the real estate industry. Yet Isabella showed nothing similar to respect on their first meeting, even though she clearly knew who he was. She was driving him crazy, and truth be told, part of him was intrigued. “Why aren’t you saying a thing? Is my sister still alive?” She grabbed his wrist, squeezing it with panic.

[Hunter] “Then let me get to know you,” I request, holding her close. “I promise, there is nothing that you could say that would make me love you less.” “I wouldn’t be so sure of that,” she pulls away, turning her back to me as she looks over towards the skyline. The old Vandersteele Tower, once the tallest skyscraper in the city, gleams like a gem. Debrassy Corp owns it now. When the Vandersteele family was decimated, there was no one left to take over the family business–Debrassy was able to purchase it for almost nothing only to leave it empty, like a trophy. The lights are on, but nobody has been home for a very long time.

It was time to reclaim control. He drove downtown through the streets of Velmore. The Toriaga headquarters rose ahead: a sleek thirty-story tower of glass and steel in the financial district, the company name etched in silver letters above the entrance. Security nodded as he passed through the revolving doors; the lobby was empty except for the guard and the soft chime of the elevators.

Isabella became a complete statue at her place neither moving nor saying anything. The person who just called her a little thief was Nicholas. He smashed the officer's head by hammer so many times so the flesh of him flew everywhere staining the walls and his face. After torturing the officer so much even after his death he left the warehouse immediately ordering his men to clean the disgusting mess he created.

I shouted in the mindlink. “Already on our way!” Nik replied instantly. I looked at the guys and told them Nik and the warriors were on their way. We all took off towards Nik’s office and it wasn’t seconds later he, Derek, Jax, and Tora were flying up the stairs. “Tora? What are you doing here?” I asked as we filtered into the room. “I’m a dragon. I’m fighting, not hiding.” She had the look of death in her eyes, and I smiled when they flashed to Maggie’s.

Grace kept talking about getting what to eat instead but stop noticing Tory was already sleeping. Tory slept for hours before waking up,she felt her head ache as she stood up but didn't care, she kept on looking at her phone which had Brenden's picture as her wallpaper, she kept on gazing at the picture asking herself what was so special about this guy that makes it hard to forget about him. "Will you come, so we can get something to eat or do you still want to keep looking at Brenden's picture as if he will suddenly pop out of it"