Vince X Rody Novels & Stories

After all, I had witnessed him murder Elijah with his bare hands. I knew too well what a weakness Roberta was to Vincenzo, and I was lucky… no, smart enough to milk it for everything that there was to it. However, he believed that Roberta and his two loud ass children were dead, and that might have suggested to a few other people that he was weakened by grief, but I knew that it only meant that there was nothing holding him back. Vincenzo was smart. He was smarter than all the men I had ever met in my life. It was why I admired him. I was certain that after defying death, he would want to return to rain carnage on everything and everyone who wronged him.

Quickly I rush out of my room and down the stairs and into his arms instantly feeling relieved. "I was so worried" I softly tell him tightening my arms around his waist. "There's nothing to worry about babe" he whispered into my hair holding me tighter to his chest. A scuff is heard from behind Nixon and I pull away while looking over his shoulder to see Viviana. "She was outside when I came home" Nixon tells me turning around with me still in his arms he glare at her. "I don't remember telling you to come in but I do remember telling you to leave" he says in a cold demanding tone that make me want to step back and bow and I'm not even a werewolf.

She asked taking a quick glance over at me “ I have a mate, her name is cherry.” Ryan smiles “ Cherry like the stone fruit ? That’s so cute!” She smiles “ What about you?” She asked Creed “ no I’m not seeing anyone unless you count my pillow I see her every night” he winked She giggled “ gross” she said making the throwing up sound “ and you?” Creed asked me “ me? No, I don’t have anyone.” I said focusing on the road “ make a left after that stop sign” she said looking at me with sad eyes

Bradley's voice was so broken that I could feel it tugging at my heart strings while my wolf was howling in delight at the prospect of mating with Blake when we got the hell out of here so she was as good as useless right now. "I promise. Now tell me. What's their name?" I asked quickly. "Ni-Nicole Sto-tone."

She looks up to me with those hazel-colored doe eyes, our eyes locked onto each other. “Mate.” We said at the same time. “Mine.” Bronx, my wolf coming forth growling. “Jackson, she’s helping me with business only. She’s from a neighboring pack, a florist since we don’t have one here, and it’s a big job to bring on pack territory. Alpha Wyatt makes known; he knows how us wolve are with our mates. He understands, I’m not picking a fight; I’m letting it be known she’s only mine. Alpha Wyatt gets up and pats me on the shoulder congratulating us and gives us a nod. She speaks up with her fragile voice that sounds like a melody to me.

The four other men stopped just in front of Ryder and Tom. “Mr Velky, I’m Victor Harris. Mr Johnson sent me,” one man said. He was a burly man in his late thirties. Ryder looked at Zane, and Zane nodded. Ryder and Tom stepped aside and let the men through. Zane held out his hand to Victor. “Mr Harris, welcome. This is Jax, my right-hand man,” Zane greeted him.

Roman’s my left, and Kai is kinda the legs I stand on. If Hails’ my advisor, then Roman is my General. All my armies are his. Malachi is equally important. He is young, but he’s the one who keeps all our shit together. The eternal student handles every penny to the Vlademyre name and monitors every investment made by our clan. Clans and Families are different. Sort of immediate family versus cousins and others with several degrees of separation, if not linked to us by marriage. Any way, despite being the youngest, and possibly the most flamboyant vamp I’ve ever met, Kai keeps our businesses at pretty high gains.

- says X holding lightly on my waist. I smile back at the investor as I try not to think of X’s warm hand squeezing me lightly. — What a wonderful presentation! - says a lady. — You can count on us. I must admit you have incredible chemistry. Are you married? — No. - I respond , quickly, while my face is already red. — No, we are not. - says X who now has his hand rubbing my shoulder delicately. He turns to me with a smile and says. — Unfortunately.

Beta Rodriguez indirectly labeled me as a prostitute. A bitter smile crossed my face as I took the pen that was there next to me and signed my name without much of a thought. From the time I was born, I have only seen and felt rejection and fear, and I think that is what I will only experience for the rest of my life. I got up from my place, and when I was about to leave, Beta Rodriguez called out my name. “No one knows about this contract between us, so I don't want you to tell anyone. Do you understand?” he asked me, and I nodded my head.

Rocco didn’t bother. “This is her?” He said, not asking, but rather showing his contempt. “Her name is Victoria.” Ryder said defensively. “I know what her name is.” Rocco looked at Ryder with displeasure. Victoria could immediately sense the impending storm. She hadn’t prepared for his arrival. Nor his indignation. “I also know where she came from. The financial state she was in.” He glowered, voice loud enough for everyone around to here. “You could not have found someone more suitable?”