Anne Wheeler Novels & Stories

When the helicopter landed on our helipad, we were all safely away, outside the fences that isolated the area from pups. Angel wasn't the first figure we saw. A tall, upright pup, giving off a powerful alpha aura, stepped out of the helicopter and looked around until he saw us. He just stood there like he was protecting someone. Afterward, the pilot came out, carrying with him some bags. Finally, the most beautiful specimen of werewolf I have ever seen jumps out of the helicopter.

Her eyes held the glazed look of someone whose mind had been shattered by prolonged torture. "What did you do to her?" I whispered, horror and rage warring in my chest. Mike couldn't look at the cells. "Kelly wanted to test forced awakening. She theorized that Ghost Wolf powers could be activated early through trauma and chemical stimulation. That girl was brought here six months ago. Unawakened. Kelly put her through the process." "And it destroyed her," I finished, my voice cold enough to freeze blood. "You broke her mind trying to force what should have developed naturally."

Kael's interrogation, driven by blind jealousy, was abruptly cut off by the sound of the executive lobby's glass door opening without a knock. "Kael! Oh my God, Kael! I can't believe I found you here so easily!" A high-pitched, spoiled voice with a noticeable foreign accent instantly shattered the tension inside the cubicle. A glamorous woman stepped inside gracefully, surrounded by the strong fragrance of French rose perfume. Vivian Wheeler. The only daughter of Wheeler Group—the Smith family's largest global business partner—had just returned to the country after spending years abroad.

But remembering it at her current situation only made her feel regret and sadness. "Lia?" "Uh. His name is Damian" Amelia says as she snaps back to reality. Her head turns to the TV that was playing the news. It was about the top 10 CEOs of the year. Amelia's eyes widened as the top 1 CEO was shown. It was him, with his forest eyes that seem to be able to see through anything. It was her first. It was Damian. "Lia? What is it?" Tara asks and looks at the direction of Amelia's eyes.

All the people she could rely on were going to be fighting at the same time. The coach started rattling out the names of the expert fighters, and at the fifth name, her opponent, the coach paused. She looked over at Coach Baxter and saw the glee on his face as he said the last name. “Alpha Ezekiel Michelson.” She would have heard a pin drop in the arena if her head wasn’t swimming so much. Zeke stepped in, larger than life, but she could see two of him. And then three. The whistle blew. And that was the last thing she remembered before retching her guts out on the ring mat and then passing out in her own vomit.

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.

“Drop It Whitney, “ I did i walked into the huge bathroom closing and locking the door behind me nothing like a soak in the tub to relax my mind. We've been in Honolulu for a week. Avery still hasn't said much to me since the plane ride here. Sierra and Daniel seem really happy and I'm having a great time despite everything that's happening between Avery and me. Avery gave me a new phone which is great because I've been sending my mom pictures of Hawaii and she wishes she was here too.Her and Dwayne worked out their differences although she says she still hasn't forgiven him for what he done to me but she's working on it Dwayne's been taking her out and buying her gifts which she loves so th

she offered. "Thank you so much.I would really appreciate your help.You're Mr.Wheeler's wife? 'The' Mr Wheeler?" She nodded with a knowing smile. "I know what you're thinking"she commented. He raised his hands,waving his hand in frantic apology. "No,No.Its not what you think.I was just...surprised that's all. Its just... I didn't know because you don't really go out together.No pictures,nothing.And the tabloids don't do you any justice.You're much prettier in person than what the tabloids say."he explained.

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.