Two-bit From The Outsiders Novels & Stories

"Preston, I'm begging you to help me for the sake of all the years we've loved each other. Are you really going to watch them die?" People had begun to stare at the scene outside my office building. Dad stepped forward and stood in front of me. "You loved him? Where was said love when you nearly beat him to death?" Siphie froze and stayed silent. In the end, I didn't ask for the money back, but on the condition that she never harasses me again. On the drive back, I got a text from an unfamiliar number. I opened it. It was a scanned copy of a loan agreement, bearing the crooked signatures of James and Margaret.

"Today, the High King will make our marriage official. Remember what I told you before." His voice was like ice. "After we're married, we'll live separate lives. Play nice, and maybe I'll let you save some dignity in this marriage." I was floored. How could the heir to our kind say something so outrageous? He took my silence for consent, his grin growing wider. "Just keep in line, and I won't let you embarrass yourself in public." He was sure I would fall in line. Then came the sound of footsteps. The High King's right-hand man, his second-in-command, stepped out—with Damon, the werewolf, in tow.

It felt like every few minutes someone was walking into the room and placing some type of camera or some other type of electronic device into the room and piling them on the table in front of us. Two hours later, Don walked in and he looked as exhausted as I felt. "This is everything that was found. Both inside and outside the property. Whoever did this, they have some money and they are either a technology expert or they have someone really good they are paying."

Knight figured the two had hidden their powers for a reason and that was a story for another time, preferably when they were back on American soil. “Data is secure and I have the codes for the magical restraints,” Rina announced. She’d already taken hers off and the painful way she’d held herself had lessened. Small pinpricks of blood dotted her slender wrists where the biotech points had connected with her nerves. The little cuts were already starting to scab over. “Then get them off and let’s get moving,” Knight ordered. ..................

Masuzyo I felt the moment my pack members renounced me as their Alpha. I was in my room, still recovering from Dimitri nearly ripping my throat out on the mountain. Lidia has been nursing me back to health, bringing me food and feeding me while I recover. I still can’t eat solid foods because Alrik hasn’t been able to completely heal my throat. So Lidia is feeding me a hearty soup when I feel my tether to nearly a quarter of my pack snap.

"What seems to be the problem here, Vincent? Omega Ammy is a client of mine. I set her account up myself." "Hello, Alpha Liam. There seems to be a mistake on young James's account. There is no alpha listed and she's trying to withdraw funds." Liam stepped closer to the counter, drawing abreast to Ammy and Ammy dipped her head down further, turning her head to hide her eye. A deep growl rumbled through Liam and he postured in front of the teller. Ammy watched from the corner of his eye in satisfaction as the man wilted under the alpha's intense regard. Liam bared his teeth in a smile.

Nitro: Finally tearing off the net and throwing it to the side, I get up and look around. The OutCasts are gone. I'm all alone. I look at the hallway they disappear into and the room with the flash drive. "I have time," I think, switching canisters. "I'm not going to get beaten by a group of freaks." I rise my blaster and walk down the hallway. QuickShot: Peeking around a corner, I let out a sigh when I see an empty hallway.