Declan Prescott Novels & Stories

Declan really wanted to play with his life, he could totally find a better one. But he was just special to Ashley. He respected her. Josh shrugged, to each with their own. Josh looked at Ashley crying and knew that he couldn't ask anything from her. His cell phone rang. He picked it up and looked at it. His face instantly became hard. He went to the corner and picked it up. "Big brother." A low voice came from across the room. "What's going on with Declan?" “He's in the emergency ward, things are still being investigated, and the message from the police is that this was a revenge-seeking attempt."

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

He had never seen Declan behave this way about a woman, not even Angelique Pen could illicit Such a reaction from him. “Seems like the bastard is a notorious predator. He’s had tons of students falling to his schemes before now. He only keeps them quiet by holding onto the videos he recorded.” Declan announced in anger. He couldn’t believe how a reputable person like the Dean could be such a scum in secret.

I knew that Declan would support me in whatever I decided to do, and that gave me a sense of hope. As I sat there, lost in thought, I heard the front door open. I looked up to see Declan standing in the doorway, a smile on his face. "I have a surprise for you," he said, his eyes sparkling with excitement. I was intrigued, and I couldn't help but wonder what he had in store for me. He motioned for me to follow him, and I got up from the window seat and trailed after him. We walked out to the front yard, and I gasped when I saw what was there.Declan had arranged for a beautiful picnic to be set up in the yard, complete with a blanket, food, and even a vase of fresh flowers. "I thought we could

"Where is the gold piece?" "It’s in my bag," she lied. "The clasp was slipping." "Preston," Declan called out without looking back. Preston stepped out of the lift, a printed high-resolution still from the traffic camera held between his fingers. He handed it to Declan, who held it three inches from Sloane's face.

Lipstick the color of fresh blood. I took a cab uptown. The doorman recognized me. Nodded once. The private elevator opened directly into the penthouse. Declan waited in the living room. Black shirt, sleeves rolled to his elbows. No tie. No jacket. Glass of scotch in his hand. The city lights painted him in gold and shadow. "You came," he said quietly. "You knew I would." He set the glass down. Crossed the room in slow, deliberate steps. Stopped inches away.

A stillness in posture that betrayed a trained body rather than a relaxed celebrant. Declan was seated at one of the central tables. His jaw was tight, his hands gripping the stem of his glass a little too firmly. His eyes flicked toward Rhett with a heat that did not belong in such a gathering. Nikolai noted every twitch. Rhett’s concern had been justified. Declan was unpredictable and dangerous in his own way.

’ ‘What’d he say? ‘That Declan’s useless, doesn’t have a job, lives off Ashton’s leftovers, has no direction in life, and isn’t good enough for a Carlisle. He said it all right to his face. Loudly.’ ‘Bloody hell.’ ‘I told him, “He might be reckless, but at least he’s not cheating on anyone behind their back.”’ ‘That’s a solid line.’ I could just picture Cassian’s face turning beet red. ‘Guess who walked in just then? Cade.’

He stepped forward, his massive six-foot-four frame casting a long, imposing shadow across the polished floor. "Grayson Ashbourne thinks he can disrespect my domain by sending a decorated puppet to present a stolen draft?" Declan growled, his dominant aura flaring so hard the glass windows rattled in their frames. "He strips the only brilliant mind in his pack of her rank and sends a brainless she-wolf to take her place?" Declan strode back into the main conference room. Cassidy immediately stood up, her cheeks flushing with excitement as she prepared to deliver her rehearsed speech. "Alpha Declan! It is an honor to present the final—"

I thought about the kiss he planted on my lips the previous day, and I couldn’t stop myself from fantasizing about some other things he could do to me. “What are you thinking about?” Max called me back to reality with his deep voice. “Nothing.” I cleared my throat after I had spoken with a raspy voice, and he turned toward the other side of the vehicle without saying a word. In about thirty minutes, we got to the Villa of his business partner and closest friend, Declan Prescott, one of the wealthiest Billionaires in Boston, just like my husband. His mansion spoke volumes of a modernized ancient edifice, surrounded by tall statues of people who seemed to be the