Corey Scherer Novels & Stories

Doreen said. "How many people has won it before?" Alexa asked as she walked out of her office, going down to the meeting room. "Just five ma. Ryder Welland, Liam Jordans, Coker Hills and two other people." "Coker Hills is the CEO of SH Apparels right?" Alexa asked and Doreen nodded. "The father to Stella," She added. "What a theif." Alexa scowled as she sighed. "Liam Jordans has been the best CEO for five years in a row now." Doreen said and Alexa halted.

And Ty seems to be perfectly adapted to it. Anyway, so, Aaron was right. This jerk is actually very nice and friendly to everyone except me and Aaron. If my guess is right, this Corey is a junior basketball player. I met him in Physics last day. Asher is a senior. Still, he is initiating to arrange a birthday surprise for him. "Okay, give me two minutes," Ty squealed and ran to his room, leaving me and Asher alone. Shit! This jerk is again getting to spend time with Ty. Is this good?

But I didn't know Derrick was staring at me when I walked away. Sherry POV: "Welcome to Church Camp, everybody," one of the teen counselors said. He was cute but not my type. I like themjock-likey and muscular, like Derrick Jefferson type. Why do I have to think about him? I am far away from him. Well, I am a couple of hours away. But I won't see him for a couple of weeks. Thank God. I climbed off the bus with Samir Marie and Nessie. OMG! Did you see that hot guy on the bus? Samie Marie said. I laughed at her. No! Not the type I said. She rolled her eyes at me. "Oh yeah, so Miss Goody Two Shoes, who is your type, huh. said Nessie. I didn't want them to know I had been reading some erotic sto

“Arianna is an only child, you have the wrong woman.” “I am Theodore Der Mandant,” he said, looking at Viktor who tensed. The man’s family was well known, and we knew that killing him would end up getting us in trouble. It wasn’t just about him being a messenger right now, it was about who HE was. “I do not make mistakes, and judging by your fumbled expression, I take it that you are well aware who I am, Alpha Dean.”

His demeanor sent a ripple of unease through the girls, who exchanged apprehensive glances as they braced themselves for his instructions. Larry Wells, at forty, was a man you couldn't easily warm up to. With a scowling countenance, unkempt appearance, and a demeanor dripping with disdain, he inspired more fear than admiration. His abrasive manner and contemptuous gaze made him someone you'd instinctively avoid, rather than seek out for guidance or approval. They greeted him upon his entry. With a curt nod, Larry launched into the orientation, his voice sharp and commanding as he outlined the tasks and expectations for the serving staff. He spared no detail, his instructions delivered with a

“My name is Asher, Beta to the Alpha. Your mate sent me to bring you food.” He smiled at me while gesturing at the tray. I returned his smile and found myself staring at him. He had short brown hair cropped to his head like a crown. His gray eyes shimmered as he traced every curve on my body, but it wasn't creepy like most men do. It didn't feel like he was undressing me with his eyes but more like he was appreciating what he was seeing.

The chill of the ice-making her goosebump as she feels the coldness penetrate through her jeans. "Oh, shit! Chloe? what the hell!? You scared me." She narrows her eyebrows looking at her for a second before looking down to clean her jeans with the napkins. Chloe chuckles sitting next to her, noticing the car is still parked outside and three great-looking guys sitting inside it. Tyler on the driver's seat, followed by Liam, gamma of the pack; and Chester, the top guard, and delta of their pack sits comfortably on the back seat. His hands resting on top of the seat as he tilts his head back to rest.

I miss Hunter and Alyssa day by day but I know it's for the best. I feel bad for lying to them all, but I had to. Today's Wednesday and Mr. Dechart is coming to get his money. All I wish is that I could've found a legal way without having to borrow money from anymore people. I didn't want to take money from my brothers or my children but they are stubborn and won't take no for an answer.

How could she have forgotten his smart mouth when it had only been minutes since he'd last spoken? Corey turned to look at her. He saw her slap her mouth lightly and mutter something under her breath. Her actions and expression were pretty adorable. Instead of making a quip, he said, "Of course. I'm in the industry, after all." "You're in research, too?" Shirley narrowed her eyes doubtfully, evidently not believing him. No one would believe he was in research when he looked like such a rascal. Corey rolled his eyes at her and said, "I'm not going to answer you. I'm going to leave you hanging."

he smirked. Sherry looked at him and narrowed her eyes. "Sorry. I don't recognize you." "It's Corey. Corey Price. I was in three of your classes, remember?" "Oh! You mean the scrawny gay kid?" Sherry exclaimed. "Yes, that's right. The scrawny gay kid," Corey chuckled. "Oh wow, you look great too. Still gay?" she said cheerfully. "Still gay," Corey nodded. "Anyway, Ethan. I am glad you are here. And I see you didn't bring a date. Does that mean you're single?" she touched my arm flirtatiously.