Addison Winters Novels & Stories

Chad said to himself, putting his feet up on the Council table, he relaxed a little. All the wolves knew better than to make Chad wait too long, as he hates his own company. Caius was the first to arrive, followed by Dove, Zoei, and Loki, the last to arrive being suspiciously was Lady Jisoo. Making no excuse for her lateness, simply walking to her seat and sitting down, she didn't need Chad learning what new skill her husband, Lucas had picked up from a few, new, wolves that brought out his inner blood lust.

I explained causing her eyes to go wide "Oh thank god I haven't done acid since senior year of college." She stated seeming relieved "So you actually have done acid?" I questioned surprised that it wasn't just a drunk idea She nodded "I used to but as I said I haven't in a long time." "Do you remember getting mad at me because I said you didn't strike me as the wild girl type?" I questioned with a chuckle She laughed and rolled her eyes "No I don't, but piece of advice when dealing with drunk Alice, don't say she ain't wild cuz she is. Alice Winters is just a boring statistics teacher but Wild Winters is a fucking riot!"

Regar said about Kiter. The Alpha of Movaro then rose to its feet after seeing the first snow in 1945 begin to fall. "Winter has come. I have to go back to Movaro," Regar said. Eden only nodded briefly and when Regar had disappeared from view, he immediately grabbed Megan's body and took the woman to get into the castle. With a quick movement, Eden has now been in his room with his body having held Megan on the bed. "I'm sorry, you must have been so cold," whispered Eden further tightening his arms.

But I recovered from the embarrassment quickly enough, and I returned to my duty post, attending to customers, and that was how the day passed. I had adapted, like my savior had said, so well that I was now a master at pretense. I had fully assimilated into a new life as a human girl named Addison. With her dark blond hair, brown contacts, and thick-rimmed glasses, she looked like she belonged, and I was proud of myself for that. Addison was a high school graduate that fled home from an abusive parent; she stayed in a studio apartment in Florida. It was the last state anyone would think of if they were looking for a wolf. That was all the more reason I chose it, and I was loving it here.

My chest tightened at the thought of him–Tyler Adams, the Beta of the Shadow Hunters Pack, who escaped with the Alpha’s, Derek Lysarian, daughter, Zelda Lysarian, the night we slaughtered their whole pack in retaliation for my father’s, Sebastian Velric Thorne, murder. Eldric’s pace quickened as he grew restless, “She’s out there, Maddox,” he said lowly. “And the blood of Derek Lysarian runs through her veins. That kind of legacy festers. Who knows, Tyler and Zelda are now raising an army against us?”

“You all want peace? You want to enjoy the luxury of safety? Then earn it. Earn it with discipline. With precision. With loyalty. Because if one of you falters when it matters—if even one of you gives less than everything—you don’t just endanger yourselves. You endanger all of us. Our family. Our future.” Her voice cracked on the last word, raw and fierce. Silence followed, heavy and thick. For a moment, no one moved. No one breathed. Then Jax exhaled slowly, his shoulders relaxing though his eyes stayed steady on hers. “Chey…” he said softly, careful like he was approaching a wounded animal. “This isn’t you. Not like this. This is Alida.” Her throat tightened. The words echoed, not as criti

A dark figure stepped through, cloaked in shadows, eyes like molten silver, hands wrapped around a weapon older than the castle itself. The figure’s voice cut through the charged air, cold and lethal: “The Ascendant dies tonight.” Lyra’s blood ran cold. And the hall went silent—save for the rapid thrum of the bond that had begun to shake even Rylan to his core. The Winter Wraith had orchestrated everything. The palace was compromised. And the true hunt had only just begun.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

The globe was watching. "They're calling her your biggest rival," his aide added softly, his voice trailing off as though afraid of next steps. Damon, however, didn't require anyone to validate it. The headlines were all the proof he required. Ruthless and shrewd, Lillian Ashford had seized all Damon Blackwood previously believed belonged to him.

“They looked like they were in the healing stages, but all the same they were there. I hear Noah softly curse on the phone before answering. “The last I had heard about Addy was that she married some bigwig CEO and was living the high life in New York. I heard that she was in private practice and doing really well for herself.” A sad smile ghosts my lips at hearing that she really did go back to New York. “Who was the guy?” I’m questioning my baby brother, but already moving to my computer to start a search on Addison Reese. My time in the military had taught me a lot of things and cyber technology was one of them. Well, that and the fact that I am head of the Cybersecurity branch of my fami