Dennis Lee Wright Jr Novels & Stories

Not just a wolf. But a force of nature. And no matter how much I wanted to run from him, some part of me—some maddening, aching part—knew it would be impossible. Whether I liked it or not, this man, this beast, this protector… was mine. And I was his. Our eyes were still locked when footsteps echoed across the ruined chamber. His beta entered—Lieutenant Daniel, clad in formal armor, eyes darting from the destroyed wall to the blood-soaked floor, then to the dead assassin sprawled at Alexandro’s feet.

I groan internally. My name is Mariah Cruz. I'm 17 years old and starting my junior year today. My Father, Mark Cruz, is the current Beta of our pack, The Royal Moon Pack, and my mother, Jennifer Diaz, is the Beta female. My Brother Josh Cruz is 18 years old and a senior in High School. He is training to become the next Beta when our Alpha, Jason Adams, decides to retire and hand the title to his eldest son, Nick Adams. Nick is 18 and is also a senior in high school. He is also my brother's best friend.

the emcee announced before gesturing to the Chairman who is already holding a microphone. "Good evening everyone and welcome. Tonight, together with our entire family, I would like to welcome and introduce CEO Lucien Wright's beloved wife, Madame Alexzia Montes Wright and our lovely boy, Lucas Alexander Wright, heir of the Wright empire" with overwhelming authority, Daniel Wright announce while scanning every familiar face.

There were also some men in the room. The phone vibrated. He took his phone out of the pocket of his suit pants with his big and slender hand and tapped it on. He looked gentle, with a smile at the corners of his mouth. Then he stood up, "Sorry. I have something to do and have to leave." The men present retained him, but he only smiled lightly and refused, "I have to leave. Let's talk about it tomorrow." They had no choice but to nod their heads. Lee had delivered a few documents. He had just walked to the door when he saw Mr. Wright walking out of the room. He was surprised, 'Shouldn't the gathering end at nine o'clock? It was only seven o'clock.'

My heart beat loudly when I saw it was an unknown number calling. Was my sister in trouble again? “Hello?” I greeted. “Hazel Thompson?” “This is her.” “This is the Heart Care Psychiatric ward. I wanted to inform you that Mr. and Mrs. Kennedy have discontinued the payment for your brother, Drake Thompson’s treatment. If it is not paid by the time the week ends, we’ll have to discharge him.” I felt like crying. My grandparents were the ones who were supposed to cover the cost of my brother’s treatment—a brother nobody but my family knew existed.

Author P.O.V A dark-haired man with a tan complexion and piercing dark eyes exited the towering apartment building, his posture exuding confidence as he slid into the sleek interior of his sports car. This was Owen Brown, a name known to anyone who paid even the slightest attention to the culinary world in South California. He was not just any chef ,he was a celebrity. Over the last six years, he had built a veritable empire, opening a chain of restaurants and cafes, with The Dream being the crown jewel of his achievements. His cooking show drew millions of viewers, and his charm ensured that every public appearance turned into a headline.

Mom loved this couch, and now I’m hating it. My father sat on his throne, the black leather couch in the middle of the living room, Eve and Ren sat on the armrest of his chair, laughing about the first baseball game I pitched in fifth grade. My brother-in-law, Jameson has his nose buried on his phone playing Mobile Legends. He’s a genius tech dude, but it’s weird sometimes that he just zones out and mumbles stuff that is alien in my ears. I don’t know if he’s cursing me or he’s waiting for his phone to float in the air in the witchcraft words he was speaking. In short, he’s weird.

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

I saw the shock on Jacob’s face. “Damn, I’m sorry boss. Is she okay?” I nodded. “Yes, Dillion killed the guy. He says he thinks it is Joseph’s second in command. I am done playing. We need to find Joseph and we need to do it now.” Lynn’s POV It has been a week since Jensen left and I missed him. I hadn’t really been doing a lot the last week. When I was out of my room I had noticed several men coming and going from the house. They were kind of dangerous-looking. None of them ever said anything to me and I just tried to stay out of the way, but I did think it was a little weird. I heard a knock at my bedroom door which made me jump a little. “Come in,” I said. Delphina opened the door and pok

"The problem was never Angelina. The problem was you. Your selfishness, your betrayal, your lies." "What about Leo? You really don't miss him?" It was his last trump card. "He needs to learn to grow up," I said, no longer bound by his chains. "Loving someone doesn't mean enabling their mistakes. Leo needs to learn right from wrong. And you, clearly, are not a good teacher." The color drained from Dante's face, but I gave him no more chances and drove away. A year later, in the spring, I graduated and officially took over all of the Wright family's East Coast operations.