Walten Files Banny Novels & Stories

another elder said, his tone colder still, “entwined in matters far beyond your place. The Alpha’s public rejection only confirms what the whispers have long suggested—that you overstepped. That you sought what was never yours to take.” The words burned, but she held her tongue. Elder Morwen leaned forward, clasping her hands. “There are those who call for your immediate banishment. Others,” her eyes flickered with the faintest smile, “suggest leniency, for the sake of avoiding scandal.” The word *banishment* dropped into the chamber like a stone into deep water. Serena’s breath caught—not because she was afraid of leaving, but because leaving meant severing the last fragile thread between h

WREN I opened my apartment door to find Bane standing in the hallway, looking seriously out of place in his ten-thousand-dollar suit and black silk shirt. I smiled, then pulled him into my apartment while I finished finding my other shoe. “What are you doing, Little Bird?” he asked as he watched me checking under furniture and in cupboards.

Everyone had eleven files each. “So we have eleven people to go?” “Yeah.” Tequila skimmed through the files. Alegra Murphy. Watson Perez. Belle Moore. Cox Harris. Barley Hernandez. Rita Campbell. Will Reed. Howard Gonzalez. Morris Edwards. Morgan Sanders. Ross Turner. “Please go through them before we leave for the party, we’d be back here probably tomorrow morning. In time for me to grant the hostages access to the networks and all.” Bryan informed. “Sure.” Raymond played with the pen.

James exclaims as they watched the vampires ‘discreetly’ sneak into the pack, one by one. In a previous conversation with James, he intentionally mentioned that the cameras at the east wing were all bad and sounded like he was scolding his beta for that. He also didn’t forget to mention that the pack had no money to even feed all the mouths and could not take anymore expenses. Watching them all come in through the east gate was so satisfying. He could somehow see their leader feeling proud that he got this vital piece of information. He waited for a while and wanted to wait until they all got in before he started but they took so much time trying to be discreet.

“I was counseled to take Banabella to the kingdom of Fallahi, - I mean your mother’s birthplace. I have handpicked a group of men who have been chosen to take Banabella to the village of Bo, in the kingdom of Fallahi. Don’t be surprised, my boy. Yesterday I read what was written on our wall. I saw our young men running away from Muzagah because the prince has declared war against us. I joined my fellow chiefs and elders to motivate our young men who were running away from this kingdom because of the fear of dying on the battlefield against the Suramites; whereupon many ran off and few remained. My spirit echoes my end time. I see you live to uplift my name, and I believe you will make this h

“I think you might be forgetting something, Mr. Reid. The contract I brought to you this morning for you to review and apply your signature on in the case that there are no errors, sir?” Gabriel's eyes widened in realization and he quickly sorted through his unusually cluttered desk, searching through the files, folders and other stationery strewn across the space—a disorderliness that stunned even Samson, who knew his boss to be a man who was very particular about hygiene and order in everything he did. “The contract to finalize the land purchase deal, right?” “Yes, boss.” “Shit,” Gabriel cursed when he finally found the aforementioned file wide open beneath everything else on his desk. He

“Alpha.” I handed him the file without ceremony. “Read.” He took the file and started reading, his eyebrows furrowed. “Wolfsbane.” “Yes.” My tone was sharp and firm. “It is wolfsbane again. Whoever is behind this has access—steady access. That is no accident. That means someone is supplying them with it.” My beta's jaw clenched. “You think—”

"Bane means harm. You can see it in his eyes." Lainie shrugged. "There's nothing Chet can do right now. Technically, Bane hasn't done anything but overflow at the mouth and trespass at your party, a community party, so it wasn't really private or trespassing. Nothing's happened that's worth the paperwork to hold him even for a few hours."

Fred, Hayden and Anny went to company together, when they gets to the company they rush to where the computer team were, since Fred is the only one who knows the code, he quickly press the code and the door opened, the three went in is the file really cracked? Fred ask as soon as they get to the computer team yes, Mr. Waltz the leader of the team said as they are still on the computers working did you not find anything? Fred ask curiously again not yet but we trying to figure out what is inside the file as we are yet to see any useful information the leader of the team said and Freds eyes darken, Hayden and Fred wait anxiously staring at the computer screens as the team were working on it, A

The warning light blinked red on the desk—silent but impossible to miss. Garage Access – Jason Reed. Bella froze. The Ethan Bannon file trembled in her hand. The words on the pages blurred as her pulse thundered in her ears. He was here. In seconds, Jason would walk into the penthouse. Into his own trap. There was no time to hide, no time to run. She dropped the file on the central desk and forced herself to breathe, to stand tall. Her heart pounded, but her eyes stayed cold.