Dallas Winston Jacket Novels & Stories

To celebrate my mom's birthday, I fly back from abroad. At the same time, I plan to meet my fiancé, Kylo Winston, whom I have never met before, to discuss calling off the engagement. Unexpectedly, the custom cake I ordered for the special occasion gets knocked over. Kylo's childhood sweetheart, Nora Cullen, even falsely accuses me of dirtying her limited-edition designer bag. She screeches, "Who do you think you are? How dare you get engaged to Kylo? I'm his real wife! As long as you kneel and beg for mercy and say you're a worthless good-for-nothing, I'll let you off. Otherwise, I'll let you have a taste of what the Winston family of Silverlake is capable of!" I look at the ruined cake in my hands and smile frostily. What perfect timing. I'm planning to break off my engagement with Kylo anyway. So, I dial his mother's number and say, "I just heard the Winston family has two future daughters-in-law. Is that true?"

The Andersons' rule was simple and brutal: the inheritance passed to sons, never daughters. So, I lived as a man for ten years. Even Winston Quinn, the one I had been promised to since childhood, had no idea. To him, I was just his best friend. After taking control of everything, I was finally ready to tell him the truth. Before I could say a word, Winston grabbed my arm, smiling like he couldn't be happier. "Sam, there's something I've been keeping from you. Louise quietly came back last month. We're getting married! She really looks like you." My whole body went rigid. That “sister” I had made up, the one who was supposedly recovering overseas? Before I could react, a woman who looked eerily like me peeked out from behind him. She shoved me aside, her expression sharp and smug. "I'm back, Sam. Stop clinging to Winston just because you're my brother. Have some shame. Otherwise, I'll tell everyone you've got twisted feelings for your future brother-in-law!" I looked at the arrogant impostor in front of me and almost laughed from sheer anger. She was Louise Anderson? Then who the hell was I?

The medicine in her hand is a gateway to death, but it may not be. Victoria knew the path she was about to take could lead to destruction, but the hope for a little happiness remained. In the darkness of the hospital room, before her sits a man she once knew-a man who has lost everything, who now stares at her with sharp, hateful eyes. Logan, the badly injured CEO of Dallas Corp, spends his days in a wheelchair, trapped in a deep grudge. Victoria knows this is the right moment. If she didn't act now, it would all be over. “I can take you to get everything back,” Victoria said, voice wrapped in hesitation yet full of determination. Stepping closer, her eyes met Logan's dark, piercing ones. “Everything they ever took away, including your own honor as CEO of Dallas Corp,” she added, looking at him deeply, like an unbreakable promise. “But... pay for my daughter's entire treatment. Even if necessary, find the best doctor in the country so he can work on her recovery.”

Your family is obliged to protect you, care for you and even keep you out of harm and heartbreak. Rhett Winston is my step brother, I hate him til I die. He was rude and he loves to hurt me. But one day in the verge of my in denial that I love him. He confessed that he loves me too. Not the brotherly love, but he loves me as a woman, finally. But Rhett Winston lied. He lied, to protect his heir position. He left me in the dark to Five years later, I found him staring at me instead of his bride in his engagement party. "I will do anything to draw you close again to me, anything no matter what it takes. I want you to suffer as the way your mother is suffering inside of prison." I brought my tear-filled gaze to his and said three words I’d never said before. “I hate you.”

Meghan Summers; Mean lean captain of the basketball team. She'll slam your ass in the lockers and tell you the painful truth without batting a lash Zayn Rodriguez; The badboy with presumed skeletons and the leather jacket, of course. These two were cliques apart until a stupid dare brought them together. When an arranged marriage threatens to make things more than they are, Meg and Zayn must see to it that things don't change.

"You need to change your top, I can see your tits, and those are for my eyes only Lilian." His eyes darken seeing my attire. "I don't have time to change Anthony. But I like your possessive tone. So manly, and it makes me feel giddy inside." I dropped my backpack and took his hands to my so-called tits. "This is yours, Anthony," I whispered and wrapped my hands to his neck, and give him a deep moan worthy kiss. He sighed and put his jacket on me. "This is to cover what's mine and you can inhale my jacket, to make you giddier about what I'll do to you tonight." *** Her mother had passed away, and her father abandoned her in front of the orphanage because she was different. Until one day she was adopted by a couple that loved her until their tragic accident. When her stepbrother came back to take care of her, he actually felt something for her. What will he do with that realization and will he help her with all her fears?

Sansa Vale gave Killian Wolfe everything—her body, love, devotion, inheritance, even her dignity. She endured his humiliations and endless affairs. But when she lost her unborn child and caught him in bed with her best friend on their anniversary night, she broke—and walked away. Fleeing across the ocean, she crashed into the arms of a stranger: older, powerful, mysterious. Winston Wolfe made her feel something she thought she’d lost—desire. Then he vanished, leaving her with a shattered heart and a secret she never meant to keep. When Killian fakes her death to get rid of her, she plays along. Now she’s back—not as the meek wife, but as an heiress ready to reclaim her throne and burn him to the ground. Until she discovers the truth—Winston is Killian’s adoptive father. Caught in a wicked game of power, lust, and betrayal, Sansa must choose: revenge, or the man who made her feel alive again. Love is war. And this time, Sansa’s holding the leash.

I was tasked with escorting classified information back to the wolf pack with my mate. As we were about to board the plane, he claimed to have left an important document at the hotel and told me to fly back first. I agreed, but after he left, I checked his location through the location sharing on my phone. He did not go back to the hotel like he said he would; instead, he changed his route and headed into human territory. I followed in a taxi and saw a young human woman holding a child at the entrance of a mansion. "Winston, you're finally back. You have no idea how long I've been waiting for you." He took the child and kissed the woman on the lips. "I knew you missed me, so I pushed back my work with the pack to spend time with you. Wherever you are is home." I did not confront them. Instead, I called the Alpha King. "Winston Holmes, the Alpha of the Hyan pack, is colluding with human spies and selling werewolf secrets. I request that the Alpha King dispatch guards to assist me in capturing him."

At a family gathering, my fiancée gently wiped her recently returned childhood friend’s mouth with a tissue right in front of me. “Sorry about that. Clairy had always been this thoughtful.” I nodded, then turned to her younger sister. I draped my jacket over her shoulders and fed her the shrimp I had just peeled. “If she was so thoughtful, I could not fall short on courtesy either.”

23 years old Lisa Downs accidentally gets pregnant with Daniel Winston after a one night stand. Not knowing how to reach the father of her unborn child, she still decided to keep the child after much consideration. Her life takes a drastic/ dramatic turn when she finds out the father of her child is her father's arch enemy.