A young woman, on the brink of death, has her life eternally changed forever. Sloan refuses to play the victim and becomes a strong Bounty Hunter who only needs to count on herself for survival. Her mission is to take down the scum of the earth, in hopes to save an innocent victim from sharing in her trauma. She enjoys her life of solitude, but what happens when she has a run-in with a soon to be Alpha while she's after a murderer? Will they tear each other apart or will Sloan find herself part of something she never imagined? Copyright ©2021 by Cc Lopez. All rights reserved.
View MoreAfter the plane landed, we rushed to the hospital. Corbin accompanied us as well. As we entered the hospital entrance, I held onto Maverick’s hand tight with his palms sweaty and his body tense. I glance over at him. “I’m here. We will get through this together.” I said, squeezing his hand with reassurance. Maverick gave me a slight smile as he looked down at me. “I know,” He whispered. The stress radiated off him. I stop Maverick, forcing him to face me. “Hey, try to calm down because if we walk in there with you looking like this, it’s going to put more stress on your mom. We know nothing yet, so we need to be positive right now,” I tell him, caressing his chiseled jawline. Maverick leaned into my touch, closing his eyes. And when he reopene
Maverick looks at me with his mouth gaped open. “Um, what? I thought he was dead” He stares between the both of us, baffled.My gaze stays on Ezra. “Me too” I replied with the same stupid look on my face.“Hello,” The man before us smiles wide.My body moves forward against my will. “How are you alive?” I whisper in a daze as I reach out to touch my brother’s face to make sure I’m not dreaming.“My name is Corbin” He holds his hand out for me to shake.I look at him confused. “Corbin? How do you look like my brother?” My eyes darted around perplexed before shaking his hand.
Throwing the last shovel full of dirt over my father’s body I wipe the sweat from my forehead with the back of my hand then toss the shovel to the side, taking a seat on the ground and place a large rock for his headstone. The house has been abandoned all this time, and it was our family home this is where he needs to be.
The floor scraps the skin on my knees as I skid to a stop, grabbing my father in my arms and holding him against my chest. I am quickly drenched in his blood as I rock him back-and-forth sobbing uncontrollably knowing even for a vampire he can’t be helped, then a thought crosses my mind remembering I am now a hybrid and might save my father’s life.
Dread fills my entire being, I look around frantically searching the airport crowd then bring my phone back to my ear. “Where is my father, Ethan?” A growl escapes me.“Oh, have some patients, Quinn” He laughs smugly,
This story contains another language. (Translation)It has been several days since the change. I sit in the Russo mansion drinking some coffee, looking out the window when I am startled by someone entering the den. I quickly get to my feet in defense, but it is only Zara. I relax slumping back in my chair looking back out the window.
As my body hits the floor, my bones crack, making the sound echo through the cabin. Chloe kneels, placing her hand on my shoulder. “Sloan, you are shifting, don't panic or it will make the pain a hundred times worse.” She announces, rubbing my back for comfort. I take a second to realize what she is saying, and I freak out. “WHAT?!” I shout, looking to Chloe for answers. She gives me a look of regret. “What are you not telling me?” I question frantically as pain sores through my body causing me to scream out again. “I
Sloan POVMaverick stands at the window stunned to see me awake. “Sloan I’m so glad you’re awake” He said excitedly, walking to the side of the bed and taking a seat. I glance over at him. “How long have I been out?” I ask looking down at the IV i
Maverick POV“SLOAN!!” I shout in fear as I am not sure what to do for a dying vampire. I frantically pull out my cell phone from my pocket, dropping it with trembling hands. I pick it back up quickly to see Sloan's blood smeared all over the screen from my hands. I shook the thoughts from my mind an
(words in Prentiss is the translation) It’s 1922 in Aalst, Belgium. I just turned eighteen only days ago, and I am enjoying the freedoms of being an adult. After having a night with my friends, I walk home in the fresh night air. As I turn onto the street to my family home, I hear some noise in the bushes. I turn to check it out. “Hallo? Is daar iemand?” (Hello? Is someone there?) I caution, my eyes widen with fear. I pick up my walking pace when two men step out from the bush, stopping me. My eyes dart around, looking for someone to help, but I am all alone. “Hey, beautiful,” One of the men says with wondering eyes. I look at the men, confused. “Ben je verdwaald?” (Are you lost?) I ask, looking at them. “Sorry ik spreek geen Engels” (I’m sorry I do not speak English) I try to explain. “She is a local. She doesn’t understand us,” The man says, while the other man steps towards me. I back away slowly. “Wat wil je?” (What do you want?) I ask, looking between the two men as my hands t
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