Tricky X Hank Novels & Stories

He nodded. Hunter bit him, waited for the twitching to stop, then bit his own hand and offered his blood. The man staggered to his feet. Mid-thirties, decent looking. “You saved me,” he said. “I’m Hank.” “Hank, you know how to be loyal?” Hunter asked. Hank nodded. “Then you’re with me. Let’s go.” N&S Company

Ella Cora blinks rapidly in disbelief and my own mouth falls open. I see Roger go tense in his chair and feel Sinclair do the same beside me. “Wha – what?” Cora asks, aghast, leaning forward to stare more closely at Henry. “The problem that is HankJ;FJA Hank? What the hell kind of problem is Hank?”

The bitch rolled her eyes backward, moaning so loudly and shamelessly like a banshee while screaming for Jasper to go harder and faster. Vince growled angrily and switched off the TV via its controller before stating, "People would go the extra mile to get what they want; the world is desperate and mean. I have seen a lot through the years; that's why I don't keep friends. Nobody is to be trusted." His words sounded like someone who has been through hell of a betrayal and has learned. "You should get some sleep; it has really been a hectic day. Goodnight, Nelly Moore."

✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ Third Person POV As the last preparations were made to ensure Ricky's birthday was a success, Alpha Hunter drove like a maniac toward his old buddy's pack to congratulate him on his birthday. He fixed his tie and took a glance at his rearview mirror to check his hair. Every strand of his jet-black hair was slick back perfectly. The deep scar over his left eye reminded him of the mess he and Akarick got into as kids, making him nod, chuckling as he remembered the little time they had to act mischievous.

Hank said in a hurry, "I think I'm going to die soon!" Trevor frowned."What's wrong?" "I don't think Mr Lewis has been right in his right senses since Gianna disappeared, every time,I'm around him, I have the feeling of a knife being pressed against my neck." It was a horrible feeling. Trevor grunted coldly on the other side of the phone. "He deserves it!" Trevor and Hank were classmates in high school and had been friend since then,it was Trevor who introduced Hank to Maxim. Of course, Hank's ability was also outstanding.

He informed for Xander to place his phone aside and raising his head he nodded to the vehicle parked outside. People flocked the street as it was nigh time and with it being the weekend, people were bound to be seen. As they rode to the destination passing through the city's square, Xander caught sight of a movie trailer being shown on the electronic square. The trailer was about the protagonist being kidnapped by a gangster group and he had found it familiar because it was one of the movies he had invested in. In the background, there were multiple gunshot sounds. The scene moved on to where the protagonist was brought to the leader of the gangster group only to kneel before him where she w

“That’s exactly why I did it. Remember that friend I told you about the other day? It’s not a friend who found out her boyfriend’s mother is sick, Ryan. I found out Mr. Marx is sick. Lung cancer. He’s dying, and Kaden doesn’t know because he refuses to talk to him.” Ryan visibly paled, the fiery fight draining out of him at an astonishing pace. “Hank’s dying?” “He is.” I nodded. “I didn’t know what else to do. I didn’t mean for him to feel like I tricked him. I just wanted to get him face to face with his dad so he could tell him what was going on.” His eyes narrowed in thought. “If you weren’t talking about a friend, that means Hank asked you not to tell Kaden?”

Harry and the others shouted with joy while pointing at Kaze. Hank was a wreck. He lifted his head and saw Kaze standing in the office. “Ah!” he exclaimed and fell on his bottom. “What’s the matter, Hank? Did the preliminaries wipe you out?” Hank got up to his feet. “Did you see the God of War?” an individual asked. “I saw him.” Hank stared at Kaze and forced an ugly smile. “Oh. Did he find you outstanding?” “Hurry up and bail us out, but the bastard from the disciplinary commission needs to apologize to us first,” the group uttered.

Once I stepped inside, the same bouncer who'd been there for years greeted me. "Ryker. My man. I wondered if you were going to show." Hank was a solid guy. Great as security. He looked the part-muscle-bound, thick neck, and a crew cut. His deep voice created the auditory intimidation needed to keep drunk customers in line. And he kept the place in check...as much as one could when dealing with hags left over by the Union 21 members they'd crossed and the losers who'd landed the girls here to begin with. I grabbed his hand and pulled him in. We'd known each other since we were kids. Grew up in the same crummy neighborhood the club owned real estate in. "Had to work late. Where's Chase?"

Removing his cap of dregs from his head, Jared sat up as he watched the brutalization of the princess, he had seen enough naked women in his line of work but nothing like hers, she had milky skin and the perfect structure of the princess cut body he had watched in cartoons as an innocent child, knowing her fate, he knew he had to blow his cover and tackle them at once He dashed with great speed from the fat mahogany tree he had settled himself a few distances from them, peeling Hank away from the lady, He grabbed her up in his arms, her eye slipped in their socket, and she went limp in his arms He carried her backward, stepping cautiously as the three men awakened from the punch he had given