Romans & histoires Gideon Cod

He pulls me in for a hug and without hesitation, I wrap my hands around his waist. "What happened?" Elijah asked letting go of my shoulder and cupping my face with his warm hand. "I was attacked by some men... Rogues" I whispered looking over his shoulder thinking they might be lurking around. "Do you know what they look like" The king asked, his eyes darkening and his jaw clenched. "No," I said shaking my head. "But he told me to tell you that's his back" "And what's his name?" "Derrick.. Derrick wright."

Standing behind the one-way mirror, Bryan watched as Maggie and Justin stood up from their seats in the interrogation room, and made for the door. They had been questioning Khalil for some minutes , but so far, the teenager had refused to talk. ‘Snitches get stitches.’ Was a code that was upheld by most gangs. “Hey. I guess you enjoyed the scene you just watched.” Justin said to Bryan in his usual manner. “I would have, if not for your ugly face in it.”

Reading it would mean wanting it. One by one, Johnny introduced the rest of the squad. “That’s Ryder—computer prodigy, though he spends more time on illegal bets than hacking.” “Cole—our bomb guy. Don’t give him liquor, unless you want half the base blown up.” “Those two are Nina and Marco. Don’t let the cuddling fool you—they’ll gut a wolf before breakfast.” “Gideon—brooding type. Don’t expect small talk.” “Then there’s Old Man Harris. Lost his wife and kids to rogues. Been chasing a deathwish ever since, but the bastard won’t die.”

was all I needed to hear before I ran down the pathway, kicking the white petals everywhere behind me. Only a couple of feet in the pathway descended into an open area where many people were sitting down. I could see the faces of our pack members and quite a few I didn't recognize. There was only one thing I cared about and it was getting to the man who appeared from the other side of the clearing. Gideon had the top half of his face painted black and his eyes outlined in gold. He had a bear's pelt on his head fastened with the same golden chain. The moment our eyes connected he took off running as well, our antics making people in the crowd start to laugh. Normally mates would take this slo

"Is it true your wife returned with a secret heir? Last we heard, she fled after betraying you with your Gamma." The surrounding table fell silent. Gideon swirled the wine in his glass slowly. “That scandal was fabricated." His tone remained calm. "As you can see, Jordan still serves me." Gregory chuckled. "As you say." His eyes gleamed maliciously. “And the child?" Orion remained seated on his seat, not interested to take participation in the useless conversation. Gideon knew why this man was determined to deflate him today, He knew to which pack Gregory belonged and Gideon didn't actually pay much heed to him, considering his colorful history with that pack whose Alpha’s daughter He killed

An elderly but good looking man greeted as he walked over to us. "Good evening Mr. Hudson and happy birthday," Philip replied with a smile. Undoubtedly the celebrant. "Thank you, son, I'm assuming this beautiful young lady beside you is your wife." I smiled at him, "Happy birthday Sir, I'm Giordana Forbes, Philip's wife." He accepted my outstretched hand. "Babe I'd like you to meet Mr. Denver Hudson my mentor and business partner, Mr. Hudson like she said, this is Giordana Forbes, my beautiful wife."

I made the wrong assumption last night; the redhead crying as she ran from the room wasn’t Gideon’s wife, his space is far too male for a woman to live here full time. “I don’t have a wife," Gideon grunts. I lather up my body, making sure to get every inch of my skin covered in the soft foaming bubbles. “How do you tell the Academy that you’ve reached the target location?" It's annoying how Gideon keeps diverting away from himself. I’m trying to find something that tells me he’s a bad person so I can go through with my job but I don’t know how to do that if he doesn’t talk about anything but me and where I come from. “I need the computer from my van.” I grunt, I pop the now-used soap on the

"Gideon was the son of the Alpha and Luna of the no longer existing North Hound pack. His parents died in a deadly war with another pack. Almost every single pack member lost their lives, as far as I remember; only Gideon and five others survived. Because my father was very close friends with the Alpha of the North Hound pack; he took Gideon in and raised him. Gideon and I practically grew up as brothers and I recall being really grateful to have him around as a child. That gratefulness didn't last though because Gideon was also an Alpha wolf and as we matured; he began to want things. He got so ambitious that he actually wanted my father to choose him as the next Alpha despite the fact he k

Minutes later, Ichabod could hear a swift movement behind the shelves and out came a short man in a black tail coat and a large hat which made him look like all those wizards you see in movies like Harry Potter. “Ah! If it isn’t my old friend.” Johhny said cheerfully. “It has been a while since I last saw you. Are you having nightmares again?” “No.” Adams replied, “I would like you to meet someone.” He said, “this is Ichabod Nuel.” Johnny laid his eyes on Ichabod and scanned him from head to toe. A serious smile cracked upon his lips. “Ah. I can see you haven’t come alone young man.”

"Timothy... he’s a ghost for a reason. Don't count him out of the fight yet." "I’m not counting him out. I’m counting what I'm going to do to Lity if he so much as breathes on him." Gideon prowled back to the door, his heart hammering a frantic rhythm. "Thinking about him alone with those Rebellion fanatics... it makes the beast want to tear its way out of my skin." Kan coughed, a wet, hacking sound. "What about Gam?" Gideon froze. Gammer Hayes. Their tech specialist and only friend. "I haven't seen him since I left to get the gear. He was on the Xbox. I told him to stay clear of the kitchen."