Allison Reynolds Breakfast Club Novels & Stories

I gasped, clutching his hair as his mouth descended on my pulsing core. Each stroke of his tongue was pure sorcery, igniting a firestorm of pleasure that left me trembling and craving more. “Hnn…” I moaned softly. --- “Oh my God, what’s with the noise?” a voice muttered. I groaned. “Don’t you sleep like normal people?” “I do. But normal people wake up in the morning,” Allison replied matter-of-factly. It felt like we had only just gotten back from the club. I tried to open my eyes, but the banging in my head made it impossible.

"I don't know how Teresa's mother agrees. But If it were my daughter, I would have never let you leave. I can't live without my only child." "I know, Mom." Allison ate lunch following a conversation she had with her mother, which lasted for a while. It was evening time, Allison started to get ready to go to the club that Teresa had offered her to attend. She was wearing a black top and blue jeans. She wore black to match Ryan. She knew he was wearing something black. She told her mother that she was going to meet Teresa. When she opened the door, she saw her father. "Dad? Is everything okay in the pack house?"

which was seen by Allison just now and she gets to know why Allison is asking Allen, even though she wanted to tell Allen about this but she just is silent because she doesn't want to interfere with their matters as she already has so much in her plate, then she goes back to her work, On the other side: Allen gets to the club where he meets with his friends, he is happy as he didn't even think why Allison is asking him to meet, when Allen enters inside the room, he looks at Allison who is sitting with a wine glass on his hand, Allen frown in confusion as he knows that Allison doesn't drink and only does it when he is stressed or angry to calm himself down, he walks to him and asked confused

The next day, Allison went to visit her mother. She hadn’t planned to go so early, but after everything that happened last night, she couldn’t sleep. Her heart was heavy, and her mind wouldn’t rest. When she arrived, Isabel was seated at the head of the table, gracefully eating breakfast while reading some fashion news from her phone. she was laughing about a celebrity's fashion sense when Allison made her presence known. “Mom,” Allison called out as she stepped into the dining area.

The next morning Allison woke up and got ready for school. She was in a really good mood for once. She put on a Maroon shirt, skinny jeans with stylish rips, plain white Vans, her smart watch and she pulled her hair into a pony tail. She didn't typically wear makeup, she was naturally beautiful anyway. Once she was dressed and ready she headed upstairs where she saw Jensen waiting for her. He was already dressed in a black T-shirt, dark distressed blue jeans and boots, his ocean blue eyes popped more than ever this morning.

Delia said and hung up. Confused, Allison checked the latest news and her eyes widened when the first thing she saw is herself. The thing that shocked her most was the headline and the pictures and she brought her hands to cover her mouth. 'Breaking: The slut who seduced the CEO of Bruce enterprise'

--- Allison didn't pick up after breakfast, or after lunch. By the time Dominique's Miami contact – Bree, she had the same effortlessly unbothered professional vibe as Dominique, it was easy to tell they were from the same school – arrived to do her makeup at 6 o'clock, Irina had called Allison four times and texted her three times, getting nothing back but two blue ticks confirming Allison was alive, breathing and resolutely ignoring her. She shoved it into the back of a box, snapped the lid shut and got ready.

I asked gruffly, my body rigid as Allison stepped closer to where I was standing in the middle of the room. She beamed at me, the size and brightness of her smile almost fooling me into believing she was a good person. “I came to fetch you for breakfast, My King. I was told you didn’t have dinner before you came to bed last night, so I made breakfast myself this morning.” “She did what?” Theo exclaimed from within me. “She made breakfast or poison?" Most definitely poison. I couldn’t stop myself from considering the possibility that Allison was here to finish the job that Laura couldn’t finish. What if Alpha Richard was truly behind the entire charade that Laura performed with our lives befo

I turned sharply. “Come in.” The door opened slowly, and the first person I saw was her… mother. Behind her, Juliet and Jake followed, quieter, watching everything carefully. Allison smiled at their arrival. She was seated on the bed, softer … her eyes moving between all of us like she was still trying to piece the world together. Something in my chest twisted. God… she looked so small. So untouched by everything I had dragged her through. “Allison, darling,” her mother said gently, walking toward her with a tray of food, “you need to eat something.”

She said and they both walked out of the suite, they took the elevator and in a few minutes, they were on the ground floor. Avoiding Draven’s guards, they successfully got into Allison’s car and drove away. “So, which club are we going to?” Xalia asked. “It is a new one. They opened it a few days ago. Club Vodka.” “Hmm, Vodka. An interesting name.” Xalia muttered and looked out the window. ****** MINUTES LATER Allison pulled over in the parking lot and breathed out with a smile. “Ready?” Allison asked, turning to Xalia. “Let's party bitch!” Xalia responded and Allison giggled.