Al From Al's Toy Barn Novels & Stories

He stared at me another moment until the bag was set down beside him and they placed another pair of nude flats on the floor in front of me. He walked away, expecting me to follow, so I quickly slipped the flats on and we left, making our way to the vehicle. The ride to the next place was longer, but sitting alone in the back is relaxing and gives me time I rarely have… time alone. The vehicle slows, but as Corbyn opens the door, I don’t expect the shop in front of us. Guided inside, there were several people looking around at all the lace underwear, the bras that looked more like straps of string, and the full outfits hanging around the walls that are made to look like various species.

50 thousand dollars was certainly no small sum to me. Smiling, the emcee held up the microphone and said, "Next, please come onstage and claim your prizes according to your numbers." The first few prizes were nothing special. "36." Finally, it was my turn. I was thrilled inside, already planning my upcoming vacation. I handed the slip of paper to the emcee. For some reason, her smile seemed to grow wider. "Congratulations, Harriet Underwood! You've won a horse plushie. Don't look a gift horse in the mouth!"

Noticing this, Gia set Al down on one of the sofas, retrieved Freya from Raven, and paired her with Al so they could play together. They behaved more calmly that way—as long as they weren't fighting over something. To prevent squabbles, Raven always bought toys in pairs. Yet the children would soon find a single object far more interesting than the toys and battle over it fiercely—in baby talk. Gia then pulled out some of their favorite toys from the large bag she always carried when she went out with Al and Freya. Al grabbed a penguin doll that squeaked every time he pressed its belly. It was indeed his favorite toy.

Today, My best friend Mia was celebrating her seventeenth birthday, and the entire pack was set to gather and celebrate the beta’s daughter. Being the daughter of the beta came with certain privileges, and today’s party was going to be nothing short of grand. Dignitaries from other packs were invited, and, of course, our Alpha and his family would make an appearance. The celebration wasn’t just for Mia’s birthday, her father, who had spent the last several years studying law among the humans, had finally returned with his degree.

I knew the house would be boring. I looked around for any toys but all I seen were chairs and vases and pictures. "Where's the toys?" I asked as she pushed me into a super soft chair. Everyone looked at me at the same time. All with furrowed eye. "We don't have toys here. Now this is Blake and Alax." She rushed out as she brought them over. They both shook my hands super quick and walked away. So Blake was the dark haired green eyed boy while Alax was the blonde haired blue eyed boy.

“Here you go, miss.” Alina accepted it with both hands, holding it close as she examined it carefully. The teddy bear had soft dark-gray fur, with tiny red stitches on its ears that gave it a playful, devilish charm. Two small horn's peeked from the top of its head not scary, just cheeky. A stitched smile curved across its face, making it look both cool and irresistibly cute. Its eyes seemed to sparkle with mischief just like Liam’s whenever he was up to something naughty. With a red ribbon tied neatly around its neck and a tiny heart-shaped patch on its chest, it looked like trouble… but felt like comfort.

So will we. End.

Wooden swords lay scattered across the floor, blankets had somehow become makeshift forts, and cushions were piled into what appeared to be an ambitious attempt at building a castle. Standing triumphantly on top of that very unstable castle was my four-year-old son, Kael. He had inherited Draven’s silver eyes and calm expression. Unfortunately he had inherited Darius’s confidence. “I won!” he declared proudly. His younger sister Lyra—who had been named after the woman who insisted she deserved the honor—folded her tiny arms and glared at her brother. “You cheated.” “I used strategy.” “You pushed me.” “I strategically pushed you.” I pinched the bridge of my nose.

“Come on in. Sorry for the mess.” I walked into the apartment, and my gaze immediately fell on the living room. Toys were scattered across the floor - a dollhouse, a pink stroller, and a stuffed bunny peeking out from under the coffee table. On the walls and shelves were family photos. One showed Jesse holding his daughter, Alison, as they built a sandcastle. Another way for Jesse, Cassidy, and Alison to smile together.

"So that's how it is!" "I have a three-and-a-half-month child now!" The waiter smiled at Adeline and nodded. "Please follow me!" "Thank you!" "Chloe!" Adeline was just about to pull Chloe along when he realized that this girl had already gone to the baby toy area. "Wow, what a beautiful toy!" Looking at the dazzling toys on the shelf, Chloe couldn't wait to move all the toys back. "Hey, little duck!" "Hello, Madam, this duck is our latest development. Every duck has different functions. Some of them can sing, some can recite, and some can recite Tang Shi. If you like it, you can have a look!"