Tricky X Hank Novels & Stories

he hands me the plate of lettuce I just asked for. "I'll do my best," and that's all I can promise because I haven't had them for so long. "I'll keep giving them to you, until you're used to it." Somehow I don't think I'll ever be used to it. ****** We're camped out in the living room watching the Charlie Brown Halloween movie, all full, and worn out from dinner and carving pumpkins. Those pumpkins now sit proudly on Trick's stairs, and I've had to promise Riley we'll come back and look at them every couple of days until Halloween. We didn't make it outside to do S'mores, we're all wiped.

You know when he is maybe wounded, or something. Jake- I approve this form of jackassery. Hank- That is because you and I were made for one another. Dusk begins to fall. “Ready?” Terry asks. “Always,” Hank answers. The decoys are walking around the pack house lawn. Hank and Terry are behind a hedge, unseen. But Hank sees Juliet, her hair wild and around her face. Her long neck craning to see. Hank sees Allen is here for this fight. Jake- If he dies accidentally...

“The rules were—you only drink if you don’t want to answer. There’s no right or wrong.” Hade dropped his hand, rolling his eyes. “We agreed this was supposed to be fun. Why are you bringing logic into it now?” “It’s just hard being friends with someone smart. Luckily, Hade, you’re not,” Hank shot back, deadpan. My jaw dropped. I glanced at Hank, who was suppressing a laugh because he knew exactly how much it would tick Hade off. “Give me that—I’ll do the questions, dumbass.” Hank snatched the cards from Jarred and shuffled them. He picked one, read it silently, and then froze. His eyes flicked to me, hesitant.

I go to my uncle’s office and knock on the door. He is sitting at his desk looking at his computer when he waves me in. I sit at the chair in front of his desk not sure where this conversation is going to go, much less where to begin. “So,” he says leaning back in his chair, “Hannah.” He smirks. “Yeah” I reply. “You always were a man of few words.” He laughs. “That girl saved your life, Gabe. I don’t know how she knew where you were but she walked her perky ass in there, whooped two strung out meth idiots ass and all but carried you half a mile to her car.” He says. I sit on the chair, hands clasped with my index fingers pointing to my mouth, fuming that anyone would dare even try t

Hank was trying to find the right word to describe the force of nature they had just seen. “Fucking amazing!” Xan said with a smirk. Hardly anyone had the guts to stand up to him, the fearsome Triad Clan leader; but his Fire Sprite did. Men had pissed themselves in front of him. He wanted in a woman that could tell him straight when he was wrong. That is what his clan needed in a Phoenix and what he needed as a Man. “OK!" Hank said surprised. Who was he to question young love? it was not surprising she had a temper considering who had Grandfather was.

In fact, interacting with him during a conversation was quite challenging. Mary continued, “At first, I thought I could ask my husband to arrange a job for you at the company. It’s a simple matter, right? However, upon reflection, I realized he is a relative of mine. Seeking his approval is crucial for securing a job with the company. Hank suggested that trick.” They had to withdraw in order to move forward. Feeling indifferent, Travis said, “You can let Uncle Hank handle the arrangement. I have no opinion.”

Ty smiled and Jaxon smirked, “she’ll be bratting it up in no time.” The radios chirped reminding the crew that they were still on duty. There were quiet murmurs of apologies and well wishes. Then the truck crew was gone. The room returned to the soft murmurs and quiet conversations. “Why is Hank still in jail?” Bob demanded as he entered the waiting room. “Because he beat your daughter so bad that he nearly killed her.” Jaxon countered angrily. “And I already told you, if you cannot support her, you’re not welcome here.”

taking another deep breath i slowly release it and walm down the stairs, The guy i now know is named Skyler watch's me as i descend the stairs before coming over to me as i reach the bottom. He holds out his hand and i graciously taking it "I'm Skyler, and might i say you look fucking delicious in those pants" i blush slightly not really knowing what to say other then to say thank you and introduce myself "I'm Harper and uh thanks" i give him a soft smile and walk past Nixon ignoring him completely.

I patted his little head and ruffled his hair a little. I dropped my bag and provided a granola bar which I handed over to him. "Thank you,” he said full of smiles. I smiled back in return and nodded twice. "I'm Wayne,” Black dude said and extended his hand for a shake. "I'm Richard,” said taking his hand, “Richard Williams of the United States Special Forces at your service" I added military like, standing at attention. A gasp escaped Nick's mouth as he looked at me with surprise written all over his face. Yeah, the show wasn’t necessary, but I felt a necessity to make the environment more fun.

Axel POV Kane is uncharacteristically calm when we pull up to a small cabin in the woods. Hank seems like a nice enough guy, but I keep my guard up. “Nice to see you again, boys,” Hank says as he extends his hand, but it cannot be more obvious that he is lying. Hank walks us around the back of his cabin to a sprawling yard overlooking the woods. Mason is sitting on a log in front of an impressive fire, smiling smugly at us.