Cecil Utapri Novels & Stories

It was like a surreal scene, the four of us frozen in a moment of shared expectation, each of us carrying our secrets and doubts. Alpha Gerald called me over, I walked up, a mix of nerves and duty. He pulled me into a light hug, and I returned it, trying to hide the lingering tension. Then, Gerald's focus shifted to the man from that intense night. "Looks like you two have already met," he said, calm as ever. His eyes flicked between us, a quiet intensity in his gaze. He introduced the guy as Silas, and the name carried a weight I couldn't quite put my finger on. "Silas, meet Hyacinth Clausen, she is the daughter of my soon-to-be Luna, Kendall Clausen." The formality of the introduction clas

“Now, I am heading to my office on Phyare Street.” Cecil nodded his head and halted a trishaw to an apartment on Sule Pagoda Road where he kept all his luggage, and stuff. At 6:15 pm, Cecil left for the jetty where many people could be seen. When he stopped at the gate, Tim came through the crowd and waved at Cecil. “Hey, Cecil, I am here.” Cecil found Tim holding a middle-aged man around the man’s shoulder. As soon as Tim was near Cecil, Tim introduced the man to Cecil. Cecil later found out that the man was named Jeffee who worked for Forest Department.

If the people coming to dinner tonight are COUPLE, then what kind of relationship is she and Cecil? They're not friends, because they've only known each other for 3 days. They're not enemies either, because Cecil even helped her get back at the person who bullied her today. A couple? No no no, Zora didn't want people to think of them that way. Cecil is still talking and in high spirits. "Vince and Ulric are very successful businessmen. They are my brothers and have always looked after me. But, you know, billionaires, there are always some weird tempers, and sometimes they can be arrogant. But their wives are wonderful women, not unlike the gold digger at the party. You can hang out with them

"I am Alpha Ezekiel, this is the Bloodhound pack. And you are a rouge in my house, surrounded by my warriors, and my pack of 1500 men. You're not the one with the power here, I am. So when I ask a question I except it answered. Now. Who. Are. You?" I clenched my jaw in frustration, he was right. I had no power. No choice. He could do anything to me right now. And I wouldn't have any help or any way to stop him. I nearly reached at the thought. I was fucked. Royally. With that in mind I responded to his question; "Cecil." "And where did you came from? Are there any more like you?" He fired the questions in quick succession. "The East Coast, I travel alone and have not come across another fema