Vanoss Crew Fanart Romane & Geschichten

"And children, are you thinking about that yet? It's just that your father worries. A family takes time to build, you know. You don't want to leave it too long." *You need the answer to be no,* Zaria thought. *I can see it in how carefully you asked.* "We're not rushing," she said pleasantly. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Rowan arrived late, the way he always did. "Just you?" He looked at the empty chair beside her with theatrical surprise. "Where's Voss's husband?" "Occupied." "Right." He reached for the bread. "How's the estate? A big place to rattle around alone."

"Valerius wants to play the savior? Let's show them what his 'salvation' looks like." He grabbed a stylus and began sketching rapidly on the digital pad. It wasn't a whale. It was a symbol. A snake eating its own tail. The Ouroboros. "Finch, animate this," Jack ordered. "Make it look like a fleet. A fleet of Council dropships descending from the clouds. And render firing solutions. Make it look like they are targeting the crowd." "A False Flag operation?" Marcus's eyes widened. "You want to fake an alien invasion?"

However, as Uncle took the van that is hired for a few guests, Mom made a few calls to get some vehicles that can be used to drop them at their places. After everyone left, I walked into my home along with my friends and my Mom before settling in the living room. I can see Mom is disturbed with this and so I didn’t say anything except to bring some water to her. “Vani is really close to Satvi and even though they are cousins, they act more like siblings. I hope she gets well soon.” Mom mumbled and I nodded placing my hand on her shoulder. “Ok! Tell me if she wakes up.” Mom mumbled on the phone before hanging up.

At least I’ve confirmed her so-called dad was indeed a creepy old ass. I opened my gallery and passed my phone to him. “The man goes by the name William Manning but we all know that’s a bullshit alias. If your men see him, I want him brought to me first and alive. This concerns my wife so I’ll be the one doing the interrogating.” He squinted his eyes at the photo. “He’s definitely not someone who worked under Caruso. Or Vero.” “It has been three years Al, how can you be sure?”

“I never thought I’d see you cash that chip.” “You knew it would come due,” she replied coolly. His gaze slid to Cerebus — who stared back with all three heads, unblinking. Several soldiers stiffened, hands twitching toward weapons. “Relax,” Voss said, stepping between them. “He’s not cargo. He’s an ally.” Gamma growled. Alpha rumbled. Beta tilted his head, amused by the tension. Drax smirked. “If you say so. But your… ally sleeps on the forward deck. My crew spooks easy.”

* * * * CHARACTER SKETCH: ZOE'S MATES: Talon Green – Green Moss Pack Lucan Cohen – Ocean Spirit Pack Corwin Dixon – Moon Shine Pack Valen Anderson – Crystal Blood Pack Zarek Rexter – Silver Bow Pack Victor King – Vampire King