Unturned Part 1 Novels & Stories

As soon as they got off the mini boat, their eyes widened in amazement with their jaws dropped except for uncle Den who had beheld this beauty before hand. "well, here we go, welcome to wonder villa...you can stay here for as long as you want...you will be seeing me around here for some time as well.... whenever you are ready to fly back, I will be at your disposal and hence I forget, your bags and your room which is.. paa pa uncle Den suddenly clapped his hands. Two caretakers walked up front, "show them around first then take them to their room, they must be tired but for now, I think you should show them around cause they are so excited to be here.

He tried to hug me and kiss me while ignoring my attempts to push him away. Feeling his tears on my face, I was sick and humiliated. Just as he was about to tear off my clothes, the bedroom door burst open. "Let her go!" The once dim room filled with light, and a loud bang echoed as a bullet struck Elliot's arm. Joseph stormed in with his team, kicked Elliot aside, and wrapped his arms around me protectively. He glared at Elliot, who was in pain on the floor. His eyes were icy and fierce. "I promised Dad I wouldn't end you, so consider this your last warning. Next time, it'll be much worse."

TAKEN thirty two Allen and Marcus gently brings Clark down from the car. He wouldn't let them come home alone. He said he wanted to stay with his sons a bit longer, since they won't be staying at his place. They assisted him to the door and when they opened it. The shock that lay on their face was unexplainable. Allen eyes widened at the woman that sat on the couch who was also in a confused state. Clark staggered as he set his eyes on Bella, Marcus immediately held him for balance. Bella rose to her feet as her face wrote surprise seeing these three together. Wherever Allen met Marcus and Clark she didn't know. But this isn't looking real. At all. For some moment she thought of how long sh

Blood sputtered from his nose onto the debris beneath. Finish your enemy off completely. I suddenly remembered his Uncle Gordon’s voice echoing in his subconscious. Grunting, I raised his my to land another blow on the wolf’s head. Finish him off completely. “Finish him off, Leighton,” the Alpha’s voice interrupted, replacing Uncle Gordon's. Raising my hand to look at the alpha, I brought it down with even more force than I had the first time, only this time, it struck the ground merely inches from Troy’s face.

he said, voice teasing but tense, “I call this… urban survival 101. Lesson one: never trust streetlights.” I rolled my eyes despite the adrenaline racing through me. “Lesson two: you’re insane.” He grinned, brushing a damp strand of hair from my face, thumb lingering against my cheek. “Adorable when scared,” he teased. “You’re welcome.” Hunters’ voices echoed nearby, coordinated, organized. We had no time for hesitation. Our only advantage was speed, wit, and a city full of shadows. We vaulted over low fences, leapt across fire escapes, and ducked into abandoned storefronts. Every corner brought danger, yet every stolen glance at Travis reminded me why we were still moving, still surviving.

I asked trying to figure out what car key to go for. “Always been ready bitch.” I laughed and rolled my eyes. I was going for the G-Wagon. ARDYN. It was finally time to clear my name. Zay had made me go through the plan again; get on Sabrina’s good side for just this night. We arrived earlier than usual for the party. Zay suggested that we go early to convince the public I wasn’t hiding. I would never hide from anyone, but I still went with him. We spent almost half an hour talking about business and other stuff till the hall was slowly getting full. Zay and I stood at a corner observing; we didn’t want to get into trouble for talking to other women considering the fact that he had just made

a voice, scolded me in a mediocre tone, and the voice, I’m all too familiar with it. I turn my head to face the voice, and the first thing I see is a pink-colored phone shoved to my face again, with the video of me sprinting down the hallways, trying to escape a figure of what’s look to be like Stephen, but they edited they it and replaced his head with a dragon’s head, who’s roaring out fire from its mouth, “This is overly exaggerated, it hasn’t even been up to thirty minutes” I squint my eyes, trying to get a better view of the clip.

They could have just stayed on their free land and died peacefully there instead of invading another pack and dying a painful death. I promise that I won't spare any rogue I see on the border. I called for the Elders and they were all settled in the judgment room. I dressed up in black trousers and a shirt. I was ready for the war. This would be my first war duty as the Luna of the blue moon pack. My father didn't spare any rogue while he was alive ruling the pack and now, I won't spare anyone either. Rogues are threatening us, werewolves. We are enemies and we are like two unlike bodies which will never attract each other. That was it.

Disheartened she just prayed that she finds something or the other is in the bedside drawer. When she opened the drawer the first thing that she saw was a gun. Isabella did not even touch it or try to lift it because she had seen enough of thriller movies to know that you could surely get your fingerprints on that and she didn't want anything like that to happen. though she gasped when she saw it for the first time, she scolded herself mentally like what was she expecting in the mafia leaders drawer.