Bold And Beautiful Wyatt Spencer Novels & Stories

“I just don’t like what happened to you. I didn’t even connect the dots what that looked like.” “It’s okay love. I understand. I hope one day you can look at me again and think I am pretty again.” Wyatt pulled away from me. He was shocked and appalled. “Don’t ever say that! You are the most gorgeous women I have ever seen! I will love you no matter what scars are on you.” Wyatt grabbed my face and kissed me passionately. We stopped kissing when we heard a cough from behind us. “Don’t mess up her makeup!” Kelly said loudly

Forgetting about the situation that was happening currently I was snapped back to reality when I see him lunge at the grey wolf that was chasing me, they snarl and tear into one another; his claws tear into the side of the grey wolf who lets out a howl from the injury that was just inflicted onto his torso. Whimpers are to be heard as the grey wolf backs away from the black wolf and stares at me as he growls and snaps his jaw, within a second the grey wolfs retreat back to the forsaken territory as they take off running in retreat from the attack that was inflicted onto them, sighing in relief my arms collapse under me as I stare up at the sky laughing in relief of being able to live another

I'm really enjoying her at this age. Wyatt stepped up beside them and smiled. He looked as handsome as ever. He was wearing a nice pair of gray slacks and a lavender-colored polo shirt. His brown leather dress shoes were polished to perfection and Lily was pretty certain that they were worth more than her car. That was one thing about Wyatt, though. He never went anywhere without looking his absolute best. Lily wasn't sure if that was just something billionaires did, or if it was that billionaires obtained their money because they shared that same kind of attitude.

The gun would have seen to that. It makes me so mad I want to punch him myself. But I reason that the brothers have this well in hand, especially as Neil starts walking confident strides forward, closing the distance between him and Wyatt. “Wyatt, you are hereby released as the Beta to Neil, Archer, Beau, and Steven Hayes now and forthwith forever.” Neil’s voice is strong. He’s the toughest man I know. A bullet in one shoulder. Silver buried in the other. And you’d never know it looking at him. Hearing him. So confident and strong.

Spencer Sachs, a Cabinet dignitary and a God of War, was 65 years old and had only one arm. "Where's my granddaughter?" "You fool! Just look around and see who looks like your granddaughter!" Zayan walked into the courtyard, loudly calling out but with a satisfied smile on his face. Spencer quickly fixed his gaze on Matilda, trembling with excitement. "She looks just like her!" "Enough about that. What about your son, Logan? He's going to the firmament. What do you plan to do?"

I loved how she was smiling. "You look so beautiful." I confessed whilst staring deep into her ocean eyes. They were the most beautiful eyes I ever witnessed. "You look so handsome." She chuckled. I parted my lips in surprise. "You flirted back." The cold woman recently was being so sweet to me. I hoped I won't develop diabetes. She narrowed her gaze. "You weren't flirting. You were being honest." She said it so confidently. She was right. I didn't flirt but was being honest. In this black gown of hers, she looked so stunning.

She continued, Murmurs went around and you could hear people talking about how she wanted this land for herself. “Many of you know Wyatt used dark magic in the end, but that does not take away the person he was. Growing up, he was always encouraging people to be the best version of themselves,” she said, blinking back the tears as she looked at where he was aside from everyone.

I continued quickly, trying to regain control of the conversation before my brain completely melted, “Damon was bullying me in front of everyone.” Wyatt’s expression darkened immediately at Damon’s name. “I don’t think you understand what you’re saying,” I muttered. Suddenly, his hand lifted toward me. My breath caught when his fingers held my chin lightly, his breath hovering above mine. “I want you to be mine,” he said quietly, my mind going in spirals. His thumb brushed softly against my skin while his eyes locked onto mine with intensity. “And only mine.” Heat rushed through my entire body. I was terrified, but much more because Nomea loved it. My wolf purred inside me. She liked this s

And it wrecked her. “Spencer… look at me.” And when he turned back, she shuddered. There was something about the way his beautiful eyes twinkled—it captivated her completely. He was undeniably good-looking, like someone pulled straight out of a movie. While Liam had that commanding hot-CEO presence, Spencer was something else entirely. He reminded her of those dreamy K-drama leads, especially with a few unruly locks of hair falling effortlessly across his forehead. “Spencer…”

It's fresh on this side. "Yes. She's beautiful." Cohen added. I waited for Wyatt to say something, making sure it contradicted what Cohen said I was beautiful, and when that happened I would hit him. I saw the small grin on Wyatt's lips and he nodded softly. "You can say that," he said, which surprised me. I don’t know if I’ll be happy or embarrassed because I’m also beautiful in his eyes. Did I really say, eh, I typed this one. "But attitude matters." He added that erased my smile. This brute!