Amatuer Cool Novels & Stories

Usually, the sound of pucks thudding against the boards calms me. Today, it felt like someone dragging nails down my spine. I tied my black apron, yanked my hair into a knot, and fired up the espresso machine. Above the counter, the TV was muted, captions rolling over a face I knew too well. Darin Salvator. Black hair, ice-blue eyes, and a jawline that could cut glass. He was Aiden’s uncle, the pack’s pro-athlete disaster. The headline crawling across the screen made me huff a laugh: ‘PLAYBOY PRO CAUGHT IN CLUB BRAWL—REBELS AGAINST PACK TRADITION.’

' please consider my request without your permission I won't bother you. HAPPY BIRTHDAY once again my strongest boy. Love Mom Luna Amber.

he said as he raised his hand and made a fist and moved his hand forward for a fist bump. Amber smiled, and her heart skipped a beat when she heart that. To be her admired by her mate, she felt butterflies in her stomach. Aaron then said, “do you watch true crime?” Amber giggled and said, “as bed time stories.” Aaron laughed, “unbelievable, me too, I love true crime podcasts.” “Then do you play chess.” “That’s ,my favorite time pass. Do you play carom?” “Of course I love.” Aaron’s eyes were wide and they had a child like excitement in them as he spoke, “oh my god this is unbelievable, we are so alike! Where the hell have you been all my life?!”

I understood everything then—she meant for me to see them as a family, to notice what was really going on between them. I simply hung my head and fought against my grief as I left. - Soon, it was daybreak again, and the Beta that my father had sent arrived. I was just packing when Emery suddenly entered my room, asking, "Elara, what are you doing? I can help!" Before I could say a word, he suddenly climbed up to the window and jumped out. I was left dumbstruck, but soon I ran outside, not wanting to see Emery hurt because of the maternal instincts of a she-wolf ingrained in my very bones.

“And then you’ll be free. You’ll run as a wolf, howl under the moon, and meet your true mate.” “But what if I don’t? What if I end up like you, Henry, or rejected like Ria? I don’t think I could survive it.” “Then you wait. A few years, maybe. And if you still don’t find him—you could choose me. We could be mates by choice. Not a bad option, right? I’m amazing, after all.” He winked again, his face heating with affection. I knew he liked me. He always had. And maybe he was right—it wouldn’t be the worst choice. But doubts gnawed at me.

Author's POV “I can’t try. I’m scared of rejection, and I haven’t found my mate either, maybe it’s for the best,” Nate remarked, his voice soft, like a pup confessing a forbidden secret. Amber smiled gently at him, her yellowish-brown eyes shiny underneath the dimly lit cafeteria. “Just try. There is no harm in trying and seeing if this fantasy of yours can become a reality,” she beamed, her tone filled with warmth and the pale growl of reassurance only another wolf could pick up on.

Who is mated to who and who hasn't found their mate yet? Speaking about late crawlers, Andrea for example was a bum shuffler and the elders all laughed at how he hopped around like a frog when he was supposed to crawl. As a way to retaliate, Andrea tells me which uncles and aunts are the coolest. My parents and his mom are listed among the coolest, for example. Diana is fifty percent cool while the remaining fifty percent is mental (his words not mine). Not the deranged kind of mental, mind you. His dad, Atlas is too old fashioned to be considered cool and our Granduncle, Beowulf, the only one alive from his generation, snores like a freight train. That last revelation earns him a slap to th

Whatever the oldest Amatucci had sent had not set well with our favorite computer nerd. I looked at Tali. "Foster up to par?" She smiled. "He's got game. Ryker still striking out?" I shook my head. "He finally stepped up to the plate." Jessa snorted as she swayed back into the living area. "Yeah, with his wang." She got down on her knees as she held the little tube of ointment up. "See? Always prepared." "Such a fucking boy scout," Nik said with a smile.

I said. Amara chuckled. "I also felt that way when I figured out that Liam was my mate. I'd have never imagined that I, the blind girl, would ever be mates with the Beta of all men. As you know, I'm still very insecure about being a blind Beta female but you're the same person that tried to encourage me just a few days ago. Don't start feeling the pressure just yet. It's not a good thing," she advised and the only thing I could do was smile faintly.

All the blood in Ryan's body seemed to freeze as he scrolled through the comments. He suddenly didn't dare to look, but couldn't stop himself either. Even though the figures in the video were clearly him and Stella, he wished he could travel back in time and murder that version of himself. The comments below were more vicious than anything I could have imagined. 【Adulterous scum! Absolutely shameless! Screwing around in the kitchen while his mate was upstairs!】 【That woman is the mate's own sister! What kind of sick family is this?】