American Classic Novels & Stories

We traveled to a faraway town where Alec told us everything had been arranged for the meeting. I was half dozing in the passenger seat, listening to Nicholas’s questionable taste in music, when the car finally came to a stop. My eyes fluttered open as I took in the place in front of us. A rundown, cabin style bar stood in the middle of nowhere. The building was small, built entirely of worn wood, with snow clinging to the bushes around it. Soft lights hung from the roof, casting a faint glow against the cold night, and a set of large double doors sat at the front.

“What an unexpected surprise. I wasn’t aware you were coming.” “I didn’t think I needed an invitation,” Ace replied coolly, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation. Richard’s smile faltered, but he recovered quickly, shutting the door behind Ace. “Of course not. You’re always welcome here, even if you don’t visit often.” Ace ignored the jab, his eyes scanning the opulent interior of the mansion. It was all marble and glass, with expensive art hanging on the walls and plush furniture that looked like it had never been used. It was the kind of place that was designed to impress, to showcase wealth and status. But to Ace, it felt cold, empty—a perfect reflection of its owner.

When one ages, it is a wonderful thing and one that one can be delightful about. Today, 9th of July, Grace Anslem is a year older. At exactly 8:00am, she was awakened by a call from Becky wishing her a happy birthday. Laura was already up and, in the kitchen, making some preparations. "Hey babe! Did you sleep at all?", Grace asked. "Oh yes! I did. Happy birthday, love." "Thank you. This is nice. When did you wake up because I'm

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

Beneath the tough, arrogant exterior, he really is a thoughtful bastard. Fuck, this car is amazing. A wave of excitement crashes through me as I start the engine and see the dashboard light up, my heart pounding in my chest. This thing is like a fucking spaceship compared to my rusty little Honda- it’s got all the options and upgrades you could dream of. Power windows and locks, kickass stereo, panoramic sunroof. Heated leather seats. I click the button to turn them on, and by the time I put the car into gear, I can already feel my ass getting toasty.

I groan internally. My name is Mariah Cruz. I'm 17 years old and starting my junior year today. My Father, Mark Cruz, is the current Beta of our pack, The Royal Moon Pack, and my mother, Jennifer Diaz, is the Beta female. My Brother Josh Cruz is 18 years old and a senior in High School. He is training to become the next Beta when our Alpha, Jason Adams, decides to retire and hand the title to his eldest son, Nick Adams. Nick is 18 and is also a senior in high school. He is also my brother's best friend.

I say chuckling at my joke A few minutes after she finishes from the bathroom, I also take a bath and drive us both to school. I drive a black Mercedes Benz AMG GLE. We stop by a cafe to get coffee before going to school. I get an iced coffee for myself and white coffee for Khloe. I am about to take a sip of my coffee while walking out of the cafe, but it's not only a sip that comes out of the cup. Someone rudely hits my elbow, causing my coffee to spill all over me. "Excuse me!" I say to the person who caused my coffee to spill and is also walking past me like nothing happened.

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MAX She is absolutely stunning, every line and curve is sculpted to perfection. My eyes trail over her porcelain skin. Her long black hair is wet and is clung to her back. Her perfectly round peach bum is staring at me, begging me to come closer. It is taking everything to hold Maddox back. I shove Maddox down and shift back.