Untamed By Glennon Doyle Novels & Stories

I was watching the young man head toward me in a rush. "We are down to fifteen head of cattle and Timothy suggested that we sell them," the demon runs up telling me. I shrugged not caring, we had plenty of meat in the freezers. "I'll let Tim know to contact the buyer to come and get them before the road is impassable," he added and I nodded. Dagon states that he'd help and left with Jinx. I glanced out across the snow covered pasture and felt loneliness. Noah had not attempted to go beyond our friendship and I didn't have any clue what he was doing in Vegas. He could be back to his old ways and I'd have no clue. His wolf marked me so no other cryptids would even look at me with any interest.

“ How long am I supposed to wait? It's been 3 hours already...“ Just as she was about to lose her patience, the door opened. But it wasn't Adrian like she expected it to be... It was someone else. A tanned man with golden eyes so bright they made Estelle's eyes look dim in comparison. He had black dreadlocks and bone earrings. His eyes looked ultra focused, but tired in a way that had nothing to do with lack of sleep. Estelle frowned as the face in the front of her rang a bell in her head. She had seen this man before, and had heard rumors of him. “ Ghost of Frostveil.“ Adrian's right hand man.

They deserve to be tortured, but they're lucky enough that I'm in a hurry or they'll die an excruciating death. I casually walked towards the man in front of me- the one who was watching me being captured by those rogues from the start. He seemed to be having a great time watching me turn those werewolves into ashes but I'm curious why there's something within me that's stopping me from killing him even though I know what kind of creature he is. He's one of them- a rogue.

I asked looking towards the both of them but non of them said a thing and i saw the rest of the clique approaching us "We're so gonna talk about this at home miss" I directed to Emily before they got to us "Hey babes" Gwen jovially greeted, giving a side hug to both i and Emily "And who's this handsome fella you guys came with" Gwen asked "This is Raymond y'all, Raymond this is Gwen, Logan, Cole, Chad,Claire and Todd" I introduced and purposely locked eyes with Todd, he didn't seem happy "Wassup man" Echoed around as they shooked hands, Todd was the last to shake, so our eyes departed

But he will never tell that to Kevin, because he would never help to hurt Ida. Kevin frowned. 'Who is this guy? What is his vendetta with my uncle?' Kevin thought. Tony saw the wheels turning in Kevin's head. So he started to convince Kevin to help them. "Leo Hamilton and I had a very old rivalry. He killed my mother. I want to kill him too. So I need your help" he bluffed. Kevin turned pale. He out of all people knows that it's impossible to kill his uncle. The concept of killing his uncle is scary. He doesn't like Leo, but not to the point of killing him.

It was as if he didn’t exist on the internet. “Okay… this is crazy…” I muttered under my breath, taking a slow sip of my coffee. It had already gone slightly cold and felt bitter against my tongue, but I swallowed it down anyway as I leaned closer to the screen, my eyes narrowing as I typed the name again. Brandon Cole. Search. Still nothing. My brows furrowed deeper, irritation beginning to creep in. Okay, what’s this supposed to mean? Was the name wrong? Or had Director Brown lied to me?

“You are Adam Knight.” It was not a question but a statement. When I pressed my lips together, Colleen turned her head to Will and lifted a brow like she was silently stating the truth and hoping he would confirm it. I narrowed my eyes at my bodyguards, and when they lowered their heads, I knew that no matter what, they would not say anything about me. “If you’re Adam Knight, then Aiden Anderson’s not real,” she concluded, rubbing her chin as she thought. “You’re a… You’re a fake.”

Anderson headed back to his own office to begin the process of executing the orders and gathering any necessary information to make Nysaa's termination appear as a business necessity. Mace returned to his paperwork, the echo of Mr. Anderson's departure still resonating in his mind. A subtle smirk played on his lips as he contemplated the impending chaos he intended to inflict on Nysaa's life. Her vocal nature, her unwavering spirit – it all irritated him, yet at the same time, it intrigued him in ways he was reluctant to admit.

Candy said as she started opening up the packages of gauze. There was a knock on the door as Dev stepped into the room, a lean blonde haired man following him, his chest and shoulders covered with thin scars. Pants hung low on his hips, his feet making the barest of sounds on the tiled floor as he walked closer to Amelia and Sin. Annie watched him fall to his knees, resting his head beside her hand.

His face slowly returned to its normal state, then he glowered at me. “Remember this, tiny Goddess. Remember that I let you walk out of here unscathed. The next time we cross paths, you may not be so lucky” Doyle rumbled. “Ditto” I snapped back. Doyle curled his lips back over his teeth and snarled. He lifted his hand and snapped his fingers, then they were all gone. I watched as they retreated into the trees, leaving Gunner and I alone, his naked body still holding me to him. ----------------------------