Vince Champ Novels & Stories

Hector says as he holds him by the arm. The man looks down at his arm, making Hector retreat his hand quickly. "My name is Hunter Black. Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack of the North. You enslaved my sister. I am only here to take her back. Your death and the downfall of your pack are not of my concern." he says, making Alpha Hector DiMarco's eyes widen in shock.

Alpha Marco and I both snapped our heads up from where we sat at his desk to the man standing in the doorframe, who I assumed was Beta Alex given his extraordinarily large stature and solid build. “Julius, this is my Beta, Alex.” Alpha Marco introduced us as he stood from his chair. I extended my hand to Beta Alex as I straightened myself beside Marco. He took it with a surprisingly firm grip, nodding his head in a show of respect before his hazel eyes met mine. His smooth, dark skin paired with striking eyes and near-flawless features made him look more like a doll than a man, but his expression reminded me of a soldier. He had none of the sadistic playfulness that Dean carried with him, in

Both Damien and Williams were badly injured because of the fight, but they weren't ready to give up. Williams had Pinned Damien to the floor and just before Williams could finally kill him, an arrow came flying from nowhere and it went into Williams' head directly.

I groan internally. My name is Mariah Cruz. I'm 17 years old and starting my junior year today. My Father, Mark Cruz, is the current Beta of our pack, The Royal Moon Pack, and my mother, Jennifer Diaz, is the Beta female. My Brother Josh Cruz is 18 years old and a senior in High School. He is training to become the next Beta when our Alpha, Jason Adams, decides to retire and hand the title to his eldest son, Nick Adams. Nick is 18 and is also a senior in high school. He is also my brother's best friend.

he turned back to the pot, "what kind of dress do you have in mind?" "Anything light blue is fine really." "When's the prom?" he asked as he served our plates of pasta and sauce. "It's in two weeks." I replied, twirling the pasta in my fork and pushing it into my mouth He chewed his food and swallowed hard, "You know I never went to my high school prom." he commented. "Really?" I blurted. He chuckled, "Yeah, I started getting into trouble in my senior year and a few days before prom, I got into a fight, as a disciplinary action, I was ordered not to come to prom, and quite frankly, I had better things to do."

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

Then, he picked up the canvas on the ground. Raiver looked at Vince and his brows couldn't help but rise higher when he saw that the other was taller than him. “Hmm… aren’t you - ?” he muttered when he finally recognized Vince. “Victor’s younger brother… right, Vincent.” He said. Vince paused when he heard his name was called. He turned and looked at Raiver, who proudly grinned at him. Vince already recognized Raiver, but he didn’t say anything since he didn’t expect that a notorious playboy would actually help him from being bullied.

“Alpha Amy wins. Alpha Brandon is disqualified from the battle for trying to land a death blow.” Vince looked back at me with eyes filled with hatred, but he picked up his son and rushed him to the pack doctor.

ISLA GRACE MILLER DATE OF BIRTH: JUNE 18TH AGED: 18 HAIR: AUBURN EYES: GREEN HEIGHT: FIVE FOOT FIVE INCHES GUARDIAN - JUNE DANIELS, RELATION: MATERNAL GRANDMOTHER, DECEASED- CEDAR FALLS. SCORED HIGH MARKS: TRACKING; HAND/HAND COMBAT; TEAMWORK; FIELD FIRST AID NOTES: RUN RISK LEVEL 2; ONE ATTEMPT YEAR ONE AT TRTC. RECEIVED COUNSELING. MEDICATED WITH ANTIDEPRESSANT FOR YEARS 1-3. CLEARED FOR DISCONTINUATION OF USE AFTER REASSESSMENT.

“You're safe now.” “Ren!” Jeremy and the rest of the group found their way through the gathering crowd and asked me the same thing. “I-I'm fine,” lies. My hands were still shaking in fear, the feel of his still lingers where they touched me. “I'm okay.” The blond guy talked to the bouncers before turning to us. “Thank you,” I said to the blond guy and he nodded. It turns out, he is a football player from the Giants and my friends were ecstatic to join them in the VIP lounge.