All Wanna Do Novels & Stories

Chapter 6 Denver’s pov Dylan’s eyes found mine, curiosity and surprise dancing in them. “You want an open marriage? That’s no problem. I don’t care who you bring to our home anymore. I don’t care how loud you get when you fuck your next whore. And you’ll do the same for me. I’ll do whatever I want—bring any man I want—and you won’t question my decisions once. Is that clear?” I said smoothly, keeping my voice as steady as I could manage.

“So here’s the deal. You can either be a good girl and enjoy yourself tonight, or I will post this on every platform I can find. F******k, I*******m, Twitter—hell, I’ll even send it to your mom.” My breath caught. “You wouldn’t.” “Try me.”

Disinterest hung in the air. One man scoffed audibly. "Ain't she like the rest of them rich fuckers!" "Comes with a camera crew next, promises the world, then disappears." "She'll forget us by tomorrow," someone else chimed in. The sound of their overlapping murmurs of disapproval filled the air, and a good number of them were slowly turning to leave. Katya hissed under her breath, growing agitated. And then, without warning... BANG! The sound tore through the air.

Wow that's a nice try that was the fake esteem that i heard on my entire life ok then let's go see their plan for me oh my gosh i felt so special that they are really wasting their time for me and they really did this and really as in i still can't believe that there are people like them. really oh my gosh i can't wait but i will not go if andrea wasn't with me you know we are friends so much and she will be happy to witness this romance i mean she was always waiting for it and she was the one who taking us a picture or taking a video of us for the memorable moment in our life so let's go get her ok. I said. Of Course i will never forget what andrea have told me that i will never go if she w

Nathan and I stepped out of the club, the chilly night air a welcome relief from the thick tension we’d left behind. He pulled out his phone, dialling swiftly. His expression was all business as he waited for the line to connect. “Don Chappo,” Nathan said when he finally answered, his voice low but firm. “I need to know…is everything still under wraps? No one should know about our business.” A pause stretched on the line as Don Chappo’s gruff voice finally cut through. “It’s tight, Nathan. Not a word outside of our circle. What’s going on?”

He had called to ask what kind of fruits to use for fruit wine. Cold sweat dampened his palms. Andy sighed and looked straight at Josh through his glasses. "Was your urgent matter spending the holiday with your lover?" Josh's face darkened. "She's not my lover. We never crossed that line. I was only trying to help her. That's all." "Is that so?" Andy scoffed. The quiet sarcasm enraged Josh. "What the hell is your point?! Where's Rena?! I want to talk to her in person!" Andy shook his head. "My client doesn't want to see you."

They can do that. “What if you get something we don’t like?” Wade asked, clearly working up the beta. “Everything here is good. If you don’t like it, then that just means you have no taste.” Aien stood up and skipped his way to the counter. He heard Wade sigh beside him. “Aien is such a pain in the ass,” the alpha muttered as he sagged on his seat, but quickly sat up too. he turned to look at him. “I hope he did not just drag you out of your office.”

I didn't wanna ask him about his past relationship because I found it very unnecessary to ask. The atmosphere of the room was getting intensified as we both began feeling a strong wire of connection. Roman had stood up from the side of the couch were he sat and came over to my side but I felt very uncomfortable about it. "I want you Anna, I want you!" He said passionately as he drew his lips towards mine.

I am the sole heir to the Alpha King of Northaria, but I'm an Omega. All of Northaria awaits the day I come of age, hoping I'll awaken the kind of Alpha bloodline strong enough to claim the throne. But when the day finally comes, I'm still just a low-rank Omega. So, they say that the true heir must be one of the three "pledged Alphas" my father adopted from the major tribes. Whichever one of them marks me becomes the ruler of all Northaria packs. But none of them have ever truly looked at me. The one I like most is Quin Lawson. When I fainted on the snowy plains as a child, it was he who carried me back to the pack. I've tried countless times to get close to him, only to be met with not

Killian We were doing good and having a pretty good night, so I hoped what I was about to ask wouldn’t mess that up, “I don’t want to upset you, but I know you are feeling some of the same things I am. Siril wants out and I have a feeling Mani does as well. We haven’t let them be out together in a while now. Do you think you would be able to handle that? You know what happens when they are around each other. I mean they have a problem not being all over each other, so you know that’s what would happen.”