Best Stephen King Novels & Stories

Ryan smiles, then leans back, placing his scarred hand on mine, which is still resting on his thigh. This man cannot do without touching me. And he is teaching me that bad habit. He doesn’t even need to guide my hand anymore. My hand just take its position on his thigh whenever we are close. “Your highness, that is the Beta.” Philemon says pointing towards Stephen. Stephen who wears his shock on his face that he hadnt expected the Lycan King and Beta to be in their territory at this time, without prior notice. “Yes, your highness, I am Beta Stephen.” Stephen gives out a tight smile. He is trying to please.

Why wouldn’t he just mind his goddamn business? “Your stepsister is hot as hell.” Who wouldn’t say so? Why would she be my stepsister out of all the ugly people in the whole world? “Take your eyes off her. You know what I do to such eyes.” I threatened. “All right, man.” He surrendered with a laugh. Ink called back.

Kairos explained to his daughter. Callista looked to Orion for advice. She didn't dare tell him about the werewolf in her house, or the threats she'd received from her step-brother. She had already suffered many consequences from Caspian for knowing that secret. Even now, her mental state was shaken. If she told the psychologist about it, Caspian would probably kill all three of them. She didn't want to involve anyone else in her current predicament. It was just her and Orion who had to deal with Caspian's madness.

“Good morning, class. My name is Ivan Golovin and I'm your criminal law professor.” Ivan Golovin. That's the name of the psycho that used my mouth to get off last night.

CHAPTER 32 Stephan got back to the blue lack pack and went straight to Damian’s office, he knocked at the door and entered the office, and Damian was seated at his office running through some files, he didn’t move his head and talked to Stephan “you were supposed to be at college by now” Stephan walked in and sat down “Thera was ambushed last night by a witch”

~ NATALIE ~ We stood in a circle, deep in the forest because Stephen said that was how we could be sure no one overheard us and I gaped while Rig and Mack were scheming. What the fuck? What the actual fuck? Stephen still alive and in some kind of deal with the devil that was their father. The Night Walker was an agent on the Asshole King’s side. Which meant daddy dearest likely knew about Cara. But no one was talking about the fact that that meant daddy dearest also knew the truth about Mack.

Harry came to a complete stop and began to sag to the ground. Even the Chief was almost stunned with fear thinking that his son had been shot. Lyon looked at the responsible man who shot Harry in the back. It was Stephen. Almost all of them were surprised by the incident, even Lyon couldn't believe that in the end his former senior partner was still on his side even though he had tried on his life once. Stepen slowly raises the gun and points it at his head, when Kevin suddenly runs to stop him. “Stepen, No!” Stepen's knees seemed to soften and fell to his knees as he cried. It is obvious from his sobbing that he is sorry and regretful.

The moment Stephen stepped into the King's office, he felt something is off. King Blaze is sitting behind his desk, and queen Bella is standing behind his chair. This is one of the pictures he found in the prophecy scrolls currently sitting inside his secret safe. In another picture, Brandon would be standing on the other side of the king's chair. They look like a force to be reckoned with. Just looking at the king and queen like this is giving Stephen chills down his spine. "You called for me your highness?" he asked after clearing his suddenly dry throat.

Chelsea I knew I would go crazy if I had to spend another day in the same house with my step brother who went around the house with his denim pants riding low on his hips. He was good looking and he carried himself with the air of one who was good looking and knew it. He was arrogant too. He had looked in my eyes and had concluded that I desired him. It was one of the most daring things I had ever had a man do to me. But I knew I was not damned because he was hot. I was damned because he knew now that I wanted him desperately.

It would be very bad if I was not there when she came looking. But when my step brother tried to rape me the second time, I took a base ball bat, hit it on his head and the sight of blood gushing out made me run for my dear life. I didn't know if he was still alive or if he was dead, but I knew that if I was caught, nothing I said as an explanation would make any sense to any judge. I would be killed and that would be the end of my story.