Deku's New Look Novels & Stories

She needed to sort that out, before proposing a plan to fix most of what they demolished. Everybody was in Dheeksha soon enough, where the tension was heavier than the largest boulders. They took quite a moment staring at Kane. It has been a long time since they parted ways, and there was a great difference between him now and then. For one, he left his hair to his shoulders and grew a beard. That was the mildest. He seemed to be slightly intoxicated and impossibly more insane. The sneer that was permanently engraved on his face had become more intimidating and the look in his eyes would send anyone running. However, Raven's expression could raise and destroy hell.

She’d have to spend her scorekeeping money and everything else she’d been saving up for the last few years to afford something this nice, but the effect was worth it. “Now, here’s hoping Dee Dee’s shoes fit,” Zoey said, looking at her equally stunning blonde friend. “You have to have Keds, Beth. You can’t wear your old sneakers or your mom’s knock off Walmart brand.” “Right,” Beth noted, taking the offered pair of sparkling white Keds from Dee Dee and sliding them on. Since Dee Dee was also a statue compared to Beth, her feet were a size bigger, but with two pairs of socks on, they fit okay. Beth breathed a sigh of relief.

I mumbled “Since we have this head start now, I think it would be best if you work on the other skin essentials. Then we can go ahead to make needed adjustments before sending it out for review. Only then can we go into full on production. But I think miss Clara here has provent that she is the new age of healers that our world is yet to explore. Right Alpha Calvin?” Derek stated. Calvin smirked, “yes, she is. You don’t need to keep throwing it at me. I see what you are doing.”

Deej looked at me with a smile on her face, but then it turned to a frown. "You," Deej said, pointing at me with a hairbrush, "are not giving me most-talented school girl energy... you're giving me the haunted girl at the prom who might burn the school down energy." I blinked at her statement, "That's oddly specific." "Thank you," she replied, unbothered, "Now sit, we're doing soft glam, subtle eye, devastating highlight." Chris whistled. "She's got the vocabulary of a Vogue Editor and the hands of a warrior. Good luck."

“Big? I was looking for something bigger than this, but...” “Decker, it’s beautiful. But I am scared to wear such an expensive thing; what if I lose or damage it?” She looked weary. Decker rolled his eyes, looking at the stress line on her forehead. “I will buy a new one for you; nothing is more expensive than you are, my flower,” She blushed as the fresh blood flowed towards her cheeks. They finished their breakfast, Decker was busy looking at the time on his wrist perimeter; something was bothering him,

Debby strode into the room, clad in a sleek black suit that barely concealed her enticing red see-through top. Her skirt ended mid-thigh, revealing her confidence and hinting at her daring nature. The once cascading locks of her youthful hair had been transformed into vibrant, dyed pixie curls that framed her face. Every step she took emphasized her assertive presence, her waist swaying gracefully on six-inch heels. Max couldn't believe his eyes. "Debby?"

Looking at the ajar door that’s slowly opening, my heart pounded inside my chest, and everything went in a slow motion, especially when I fully saw Deacon’s appearance, making me stand up properly and pray that my jaw hadn’t dropped on the ground. There he was, standing in his majestic appearance. Gone were the warrior outfit and the long beard. He stood with dominance and confidence radiating around him, dressed in a midnight blue three-piece suit. His hair was combed in a neat but messy effect while his jawline was accentuated by the sharp angle of his regal clothing. By the way, his clothing fit him perfectly; it's my best guess that it’s bespoke for him. After feeling a discreet pinch on

Duke rubbed his misery in, “Don’t worry too much, and never give up. I’m sure she will give you a chance…………next year Christmas.” Blayne chose not to respond. They settled down as the door opened and Cleo’s presence called for a high level of professionalism. She was dressed in a black faux leather trim shirtdress that accentuated her curves, with a blue outline and two small slits at the sides. Blayne was visibly lost in the mate bond as he gawked at her. She took a seat in front of me. Duke moved to my right to indicate his position in any official meeting. I wasted no time getting to the meat of the matter.

“We leave in an hour. The messengers should alert the wolves about the time. Like I said before, I have a special announcement to make.” “Does this special announcement have anything to do with the rumors of the traitor's daughter's pregnancy?” Alpha Mike asked. “Well, I guess you won't know until then.” Derek replied with a stone cold expression plastered on his face. The Alphas exchanged looks between themselves but none dared to question further. Derek was dressed in his royal, regal attire. He wore a crown that had the structure of a wolf's head carved on it. “Let's head out.” Derek said, after a while.

I could feel the awe through the bond as well as her excitement. Luca just clasped my shoulder and thanked me for the tux talk earlier. Now he understood why a tux was a necessity here. These events always brought in millions, so there was a certain image to uphold. “Wow, Kenzie, you look amazing,” Derek said, with lust shining in his eyes as he took in her outfit. She squeezed my side reassuringly when she felt my irritation growing. “Thank you, Derek. I wanted to give my mate something special to look at tonight,” she said, winking at me.