Novel & Cerita Morris Delancey

I should have told him when he’d appeared out of nowhere just to take me away. I didn’t have to wait any longer. Dalton was quick… well his fierce and furious growls were quicker. I could hear it way before he appeared, zipping through the trees. Jordan and the rest of the guys arrived shortly after Dalton had lunged himself through the air, aiming straight for the zombie. Marcus didn’t deserve to die like this. If anything, I think both Dalton and I would agree that this kind of death would be too easy for Marcus. All those sins he’d committed…

I could have dropped it but that would have made a pretty loud noise so I’m sure you would have heard it. See, I knew she was going to say that. I am racking my brain trying to figure out where it could be or if I saw her drop it, but she is right I would have heard it. I quickly text her back and let her know that I don’t have it and will gladly go look for it and if I find it I will return it. Who was on patrol last night? I went through the list of warriors I had out on the border last night and remembered that Maxine Holler was the one who mind-linked me to tell me Tyler was on patrol by the lake. I looked at the time on my phone. 7:00 A.M. it’s pretty early but Maxine should be awake. I

***** Spade's car stopped in front of an unfamiliar building, there was a huge sign in front of the building, shinning with lights, written in bold italics were the words Saint Deluca. It looked like a club but without neon lights and it looked much bigger and less crowded ob the outside, it was already almost dark outside, Spade's eyes moved from the steering to Nate on the side, he could see the awe in his eyes as he looked through the car window Something inside Spade warmed up as he watched Nate, the mere fact that Nate was somehow pleased with whatever he was seeing made Spade kind of relax, like he had been tensed before, somehow hoping Nate would approve of wherever they were going.

the redhead asked, laughing, mocking me. “Aurora De Luca, Mr. Giovanni D’Angelo’s previous right hand, and now Mr. Dante D’Angelo’s current secretary; therefore, I do suggest that you tone the bloody attitude down before I make you” I said, glaring at the woman before walking past her and entering the elevator. My heart hammered against my ribcage and running my fingers through my tied hair, I couldn’t help but frown at how tired I looked as I caught sight of my reflection through the mirror.