Novels by Faei

Florian’s povDays moved faster and soon school started.In-between Therapy, Jethson's constant attempt of taking me out and Calvin. I had no time to think about Keal.But I was worried.One, Jethson is not giving up.Two, Calvin had become too clingy. Very clingy to be precise.And now I have to deal with the stare of my classmates.I settled in the third row at the front, scrolling aimlessly on my phone trying to ignore the stares and whispers of my classmates.Before class started, I heard a taunting laugh from behind me. Embarrassment crawled through me, Somehow I felt the laughter was meant for me.I didn't turn, I just stared into my phone then I heard people settled right behind me.“So…is it true he slept with his step brother?” Someone from behind me asked.I knew the question was directed to me, My hand tightened around my phone.“I don't know…but we all know Jethson is hot right and he is promiscuous. If I were him I wouldn't be able to resist it” Another voice answered and

Florian’s pov“You f**king bastard, How dare you!” Calvin growls as he hits his cousin in the face.The impact caused Keal to stumble backwards, his back hitting the railing.A small humorless laugh left Keal as he clutched his face, “Now you’re defending the slut because you too blind obsessed that you can't see that he doesn't give f**k about you!” Keal yelled.His words made me shiver. Other present people came rushing to the balcony.Eleanor stopped beside me, studying me before pulling me into her side.Calvin's father and one of his uncles rushed towards the two alphas who were already throwing punches at themselves.While I stayed, rooted there.There was something about the way Keal repeated ‘obsess’.Is Calvin obsessed with me?No way.He can't be.People who are obsessed are psychos but Calvin…“If I ever see you near him, I wouldn't hesitate to hurt you, it doesn't matter if you're my cousin. I will f**king kill you” Calvin hissed slowly, trying to get out of his father's h

Florian’s PovEleanor and Foster Rys are nice people, Calvin's parents.I adjusted the collar of my shirt for the fourth time in the mirror, I’m nervous even though it wasn't my first time meeting them.I can't help it…I mean after all the rumors surrounding me and Jethson, I still can't help but think they might not like me.It's not as if they have ever treated me wrong but…Maybe it's just guilt.Yeah…Guilt.“Are you ready babe?” Calvin asked from outside my bedroom door, He knocked before coming in.“I am” I smiled, He smiled back his eyes raking all over me.“You look good” he complimented,“Thanks”Calvin walked up to me, staring down at me. “You know, Yesterday I could have come pick you up”I let out a sigh, He had been on the matter since he had arrived at my Condo.“I told you, it's fine. I can find my way and besides you're working, I don't want to be a burden” I said,“You're not a burden”“Hm, hm”“Seriously, I like doing things for you”“I know” My smile widened but flat

Florian’s POVHis lips brushed mine softly. My hands gripped his shirt, pulling him down as he nibbled on my lower lip.One of his hands cradled my face, and the other planted itself on my waist, gripping me. I moaned softly into the kiss.Heat rushed into me as he slipped between my legs.The kiss was slow, soft, and lingering.I missed kissing him like this.Then I snapped out of it.No.We shouldn't be doing this.I pushed him off me.“W–we shouldn't do this.” I sat up, my face warm.My lips tingled from the kiss.Jethson sat up too, a little shocked by the push earlier.“Yeah, yeah… I'm sorry. I couldn't resist,” he apologized.“This doesn't mean anything… the kiss,” I reminded him. He nodded.He didn't argue either.“Thanks for lunch. I need to get home.” I stood, grabbing my bag.“Ah… okay, let me pack—”“No, you don't have to drive me home. I would get home myself,” I cut him off, sliding my bag strap onto my shoulder.“I can take you,” Jethson said.“I don't want you to.”Jeth

Florian’s povI didn't wait for Jethson, I just walked fast in hurried steps. The park was quiet and only a few people were around.When I turn took at him, he was carrying a basket and a blanket.I raised my brow, waiting for him to reach me.“What is this?” I questioned“Lunch”“This is not a date,” I said, folding my arms.“Is not a date” he said, “I just want to talk to you” he said softly.His eyes met mine, “We should find somewhere to put this” Jethson raised the blanket, I looked away, nodding my head.I followed him to a large tree, where he laid the blanket.After we settled down, Jethson gave me a sandwich.We eat in silence even when I have questions. A lot of questions.“Why now?” Beside me, Jethson paused.“I was stupid and blind, Florian.” he said softly, “I acted like I was only the one hurt, like I was only the one who had something to lose…I do have something to lose and it's you”He paused and I didn't say a word.“I'm so sorry, I know these are mere words…but ple

Florian’s POVI turned towards him slowly, anger brewing in me.My fists clenched as I marched towards him and hit him across the face.We already had a few people’s attention on us from earlier, and there was no way someone wasn't recording. I hoped someone did recognize us.Jethson stumbled backwards.“Seriously?! Now, of all times?!” I yelled as I kicked him, throwing punches, but Jethson was fast enough to avoid them, and he grabbed me.I huffed, my face hot from anger.He had the guts to ask me such a thing now? I should have known.“Let me go, jerk.” I tried to pry his hands off me.“Calm down,” he said.“I'm calm, asshole,” I gritted out. “I should have known you're apologizing because you want to f**k me.”“No, I wasn't—”“I don't care! Let me go now!” I pushed at him, jamming my elbow into his ribs.Then he let me go.I huffed, puffed, and felt stupid.I can't believe it—I almost fell for that.I forced myself to calm down. A deal is a deal. I sleep with him and avoid him for

Winston's pov I sniffed the room, I smelled like Orson.F**k.It's not the type from sleeping in his room or wearing his clothes, it's the type that he intentionally made his scent get on me.Envelope me like he was claiming me.“I smell like you” I lamented, Orson turned grinning, his eyes scanned me “We just had sex” He shrugged, “You look good in my clothes” he stood up walking towards me.“Don't change the topic” I glared, “Okay, I’m sorry but I couldn't help it.” He said when he reached me, he grabbed my hips pulling me close to him. Then he buried his head into my neck, kissing it. “Plus, you smell good with my scent on you”I lifted my head from my neck, I’m still throbbing from this morning encounter. “No, you can't do that”“I know,” he looked down at me with those beautiful green eyes and I couldn't help but give in.My heart skipped.“You're lucky, You're pretty” I muttered.“Ah a compliment?” He grinned, heat rushed through me.My face burning, “Shut up” Orson pull awa

Winston’s POVI woke up with a pounding head and in a strange room.Dark curtains.Deep brown walls and a painting in the center of the room.I looked down at myself. I was in my party attire anymore, but a pajama that doesn't belong to me.I lifted the shirt to smell it.Orson's scent.I'm in his room.“Shit, Nolan.”I threw the cover away. I didn't see him after going downstairs for a dance.The door opened before I could step down from the bed. Orson walked in with a bowl of soup.“You're awake.” His deep voice came.“Yeah.” I nodded. “Did I pass out?”“Yes, you did,” he answered as he placed the bowl of soup on the bedside table. “Then you vomited. You were a mess, Crowley.” His tone was teasing.“Nolan, is he here?” I asked.“He is in the guestroom, still asleep, I guess. He was a little drunk too.”I let out a sigh. “Thanks for helping me.”“You're welcome,” Orson said softly, pushing my hair out of my face. “Now eat.” He grabbed the bowl and gave it to me.I picked up the spoon

Orson’s POVMy jaw tightened as my fists clenched and unclenched.I watched Winston walk out of the kitchen, hurt.F**k.F**k Mila.“I don't know why you wouldn't want to be with me. We are perfect together. All you have to do is propose. Our family already has an agreement,” Mila said softly, stepping closer. “Even your new lap dog is happy for us. He congratu—”“Don't call him a lap dog,” I said sternly. “And I don't wish to get married to you, Mila. If you can see clearly, you would know I don't want to have anything to do with you.”I looked at my sister, who was getting a drink from the fridge. She had a look on her face that said she was enjoying the show.F**king psycho.Mila stepped closer, her hands on my chest. “I never stopped you when it comes to your conquests. You can keep as many as you want. I just want to be yours.”I removed her hand from my chest. “You haven't understood me yet. I said I don't want to. You’ll save us both the stress of future mess if you just accept

Winston’s POVOrson pulled away from me faster than a millisecond. I quickly grabbed the plate of the still-warm pie.“Mila,” I heard Orson say as the woman walked in. He sounded almost frustrated.“Baby,” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck.My chest tightened at the sight.Another woman walked in, blonde and with eyes like Orson’s.“Esme,” Orson called the other woman, peeling Mila off his body. “What are you both doing here?”The blonde woman shrugged. “Mila dragged me along with her.”Orson turned to Mila with a glare. Mila didn’t shrink, but a smile was playing on her lips.Then her words from that night rang in my head.“You didn’t tell us you’re hosting a party. We have to find out from someone else. That isn’t right.” Mila folded her arms with a pout.Her eyes landed on me. She gave me a look before smiling at me.I forced a smile, which definitely appeared awkward.“Mr. Crowley,” she said, her eyes boring into me.“Miss Floyd,” I called, glancing down at the plate.“Mi

Winston’s pov Orson offered to let I and Nolan stay at his place, I refused.I don't want things to get out of hand especially when Nolan is around us.Orson can be impulsive. Very, Very impulsive.I held unto Nolan's hand as we weaved through the crowd, body against body.I could smell drinks, sweats and scent.“What's the party for again?” I heard Nolan asked,“I don't really know” I let out a laugh, “He is strangely nice to you” Nolan pointed out.“He is being less of an asshole” I mused.“Hm, hm” Nolan said, “I might think he doesn't really like me until he asked you bring me along”I almost laugh, The truth is that Orson didn't like anyone but he didn't like Nolan because he thinks our relationship is real.“He doesn't really like anyone, He doesn't like Martin”Speaking of Martin, My best friend is really pissed that I agreed to go to Orson’s party.He had some theory that Orson might want to murder me.But only I know he man wouldn't…His intentions are far from killing.“How

Orson's pov“I still don't get why you're planning a party” Hiram said as he put on his jersey over his gear.“I feel like throwing one” I shrugged, glancing at my phone screen.“You haven't throw a party in what? Three years since Winston Crowley turned down your invitation” Hiram argued.Yeah, one if the reasons I’ve dislike Crowley was when he turned me down after a game together.“What do you mean by that?” I shot my best friend a look.“You invited him as you want me to travel down to his city to seduce his boyfriend” Hiram said in a whisper, “I thought you messing with him like always but it seems to be more than that and I couldn't understand. Expect if you have develop a thing for alphas?” Hiram cocked his sideway to look at me.“Shut up” I hissed.“I see, it's what I thought. I’m not judging. I'm just pissed you won't talk to me” Hiram said.“Whatever” I mumbled, “Are you helping with his boyfriend?”Hiram shot me a look, “I will do it” “He is pretty, your type”“I know. I d