Yandere Hawks Novels & Stories

Yes, I knew deep in my heart that her words were true. I didn’t understand how it could be, but I knew that it was. Jane and I were the missing bear princesses, and deep inside of me, a bear lay sleeping. Not wanting to give Jane the satisfaction of an answer, I slid my gaze to Hawk instead. “And what is his role in all this?” I asked. “Surely the underground organization doesn’t want to help you because it’s the right thing to do.” “No,” Hawk said. His voice was low and deep, sinister in its smooth coldness. The simple word sent a shiver up my spine.

She was the one cursed. To him, she was just like all the rest, and the one thing Adrienne de Simone had learned was that where a man was concerned she couldn't tolerate being one of all the rest Guilty as the legions who'd fallen before her, she wanted this man called the Hawk. Wanted him with an unreasoning hunger that far surpassed her attraction to the smithy. There'd been something almost frightening about the smithy's eyes. Like Eberhard's. But the Hawk had beautiful dark eyes with flecks of gold dusting them beneath thick sooty lashes. Hawk's eyes hinted at pleasures untold, laugh-ter, and if she wasn't imagining it, some kind of past pain held in careful check.

I asked, already dreading the answer. “Hawk is dead,” Xander said. “We have to get moving,” Odysseus said urgently. He was addressing Devin, Arya, and Xander, but we all heard it. “I know you grieve the warlock, but the hydra’s heads are already beginning to grow back. We need to be gone.” He was right. We all knew it. But Hawk had been with us since the first battle against the Riding Hoods. Walking away from his body felt wrong.

Grigo cleared the air, “What my beautiful wife is trying to say, little girl, is we are not like ordinary humans,” Madchen stiffened in her chair, she felt Drago squeeze her hand. Looking up at him, she noticed a worried expression form on his face, or was it expectation? She really wasn’t sure what was about to happen. “Don’t tell me you are werewolves,” she tried to joke, but faltered when she realized no one thought her comment to be funny. “Not quite,” Marcu chimed in. Angel was at his side now, her blue eyes glistening like diamonds in the morning sun.

“Are you under attack, Fran?” I was able to mirror his smile. “I think we can say so, yeah.” The waiter brought the bill and Harry handed him a black credit card. “How much? I mean, you need me to hold you, kiss you, just rest a casual hand on the small of your back?” “Grab me by the hand to leave.” “That’s subtle.” Harry chuckled softly. “Breathe, Fran. You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Or a Haunter. The Haunter Supreme, to be accurate. I was still seeing him. And he was still staring at me, like wishing oh so bad his eyes were knives.

Juliana instantly let her fake tears roll down her cheeks when she saw Hawk was in a miserable state. She quickly pounced on Hawk and yelled at Harvey with teary eyes. "You fool! Do you know what you did? Hawk is a noble from Lost City, and I'm the scion of one of Grand City's Seven Families! Hawk is also White Peak's VIP! You're finished… You're a walking corpse! White Peak's predecessor, Ares, holds Hawk in high regard, and he won't spare you for hurting someone he values!"

I am currently 21 and mateless. We Zylians are species of an advanced race. We are called the conquerors of the galaxy since we conquer any planet which perks our interest. But attacking this planet has another purpose. We hate them. We despise them. They took something dear and near to us and we will destroy this planet for that. The woman who is blabbering beside me is Hasya. One of the top warrior of our planet and too full of herself. We both haven’t found our mate so we were forced to accompany each other in order to get married in the future.

He absolutely does not want to think about her having sex, even if it is with her mate. I can see Jackson holding onto Raven a little tighter when he sees Harold stiffen his shoulders. ‘Harold, sweetheart, I know they’re young, but Raven is different. She’s special. We’ve always known. It would make sense that she could sense her mate early. You remember what it was like for us.’

They focused on me specifically, but I told myself not to let it bother me. I walked beside him, not behind, and that did not go unnoticed. Hawk was the first to step forward. His gaze flicked to me, then back to Zander, and his jaw hardened. “This is Church,” Hawk said flatly. “Not a social call. There are certain people that shouldn't be here.” “I’m aware,” Zander replied,not backing down one bit. “You sure?” Hawk’s eyes returned to me. “Then why is she here?” I opened my mouth, but Zander spoke first.

"Who the hell is Romeo?" "You haven't met him? He's an adorable white cat with violet eyes. He stole my heart as soon as I saw him. Skylar is the alpha male cougar that is watching us right now" Kai laughed harder. "You hear that buddy?! She's given you two names already" 'Wow, I feel honoured' Yuka said telepathically. The trio conversed like they had been friends for years and for the first time, Hazel felt like she truly belonged.