Wicked Souls Mc Novels & Stories

She looked at the screen and said, “I could tell you about them. The Cartel De Imperio.” I laughed. “You’re bluffing. You know nothing about them.” “I know everything about them.” She started. “They started in Platinum Pack and they've spread into three different territories, they all have a crab tattoo on the neck, they recruit young werewolves and they sell drugs at The Vincio Club in town. Oh, and they have a loan shark team too.” My jaw dropped. “I’ve been chasing these guys for years and found nothing. How the fuck did you know all of that, little duckling?”

“That’s bullshit, Azazel. You said you’d serve the Council. Are you taking back your oath?” Exhaling angrily, I clench my teeth. Mathias is right. When Mikhail was acquitted by the council for not killing the high school boy, and Lukan was found guilty in his stead— I promised to help the council any way I could. I figured it was a good way to protect my friends. “You know that I am not going back on my bloody oath Mathias. What do you want me to do?” He reaches for the folder underneath the bills and slides it towards me. “Sahara owns a gladiator club downtown that is supposed to be designed to look like the Colosseum. However, her money comes from a fighting arena that she runs in the club

But I let the smirk leave my lips, telling there is more. “And there is the other thing. If you don’t tell us, we will have a dark witch perform the enchantment that will not let your soul rest, no Mystic Kingdom afterlife for you. So complying is really your only choice.” I growl. Tobias looks at me shocked but proud and my sweet mate purrs at me in delight. Talon’s blood loss is increasing but the sentiment of thinking his soul won’t go to the Mystic Kingdom, where all werewolves work for their souls to go, really has him contemplating his life choices. But before he answers there is a private mindlink.

Human souls are complete, so if a mate rejects them, they will feel the pain but often still thrive. If a wolf is rejected by it’s mate once they have found them, their soul never becomes complete and withers away or becomes feral and jaded, warped by the excruciating pain it endures every moment of every single day. Rejection makes rogues and it is a fate worse than death for most, which makes it an effective, popular punishment in some packs. Rejection of a mate, rejection of a pack, it’s a half life endured in the shadows.

Nate abruptly stopped reading, massaging his temples thinking that he was too mature to believe in such ridiculous tales; nevertheless he continued, hoping to find answers that could help shed some light on things he himself could not explain clearly. “It was said that all souls were set free to roam the earth on this holy night of the dead, returning to their eternal resting place at the crack of dawn, but a soul with a vengeance, a link or a chain bounding them to the land of the living may never find its way back into the gates of the afterlife…. Now what the hell does that mean? Are they saying a bunch of dead people usually wakes up on Peter Pak but if they have unfinished business they

There were two patches on the worn old vest that set his apart from the rest of the members of the Steel Claw Motorcycle Club: the most important in this particular moment was the one that read “Vice President” “Where do you want him, Pat?” Asked Fitz, his Sergeant at Arms, essentially his right-hand man. Flanking their new guest was a prospect, much more brawn than brain, much more bite than bark. “He can have a seat,” Patrick said, crossing his arms over the broad expanse of his chest. He regarded the man with cool curiosity as he was deposited, rather unceremoniously, into a chair in front of Patrick. The man had been roughed up a little — nothing too extreme, but at the first opportunity

And somehow I want to be reincarnated, yet I don't have a soul so it's not possible. Before I could react, Michael appeared in front of us. "You go to hell, by means of that, you are going to disappear. Poof!" He gestured with a mocking smile. "Like you never existed." "Do you want to wipe us all, vampires?" He nodded. "I am working on erasing your existence and I am going to start with your clan." "Will it end if I kill myself?" "It won't. You have no soul," Syne replied from a distance. "You will disappear and will never go back so you don't dare die until you grow a soul and I can reincarnate you."

She’s just now got a brutal side that’s somehow just as hot as the rest of her, even if she can be shit scary at times. I definitely wouldn’t cross her. THE DUCHESS I never believed in fate or true love. But considering I grew up in an MC, that’s not really surprising. The clubhouses are always ripe with sex, drugs and booze, and most of the patched members are fucking someone new each and every night. Most of the brothers just see women as things to fuck, and when they find one they like, they claim to ‘own’ them. The whole kit and kaboodle just made me really sceptical.

Marvel drove his car back to the place, which he claimed was a surprise wedding for Keysha. He entered a housing complex, which was said to be very luxurious. Even to enter the housing complex, you had to have an ID card, and then the gate would open. The entrance and exit doors had different gates, so it didn't get stuck. For guests who will come to the housing complex, they must provide the correct address to the security guard and the available monitoring screen, so you can be sure the housing is very safe.