Dipper X Wendy Novels & Stories

someone interrupts "Sorry to interrupt but I'll answer that" wendy is her name, she's the president of almost all the clubs in school, and also one of the smartness person the whole school she's a total nerd and she's definitely not friendly "Vending machines? What are you trying to imply Frankie that everyone has money to buy over priced snacks that aren't even healthy?, let me tell you all this, vote for me and I will make sure to go directly to the principal and I'll help him select a better cook, and help with our school feeding budget and its a win win for everyone" soon everyone begins to clap and chorus for Wendy, and Frankie definitely wasn't happy

If Melody wanted to be popular, then Wendy would be more than happy to show everyone Melody's ugly side! She remembered someone who would be very helpful at that moment and took out her mobile phone to search for that contact. It was saved on her phone as 'BD—Black Dragon'. "Hey, BD? This is Wendy. I need your help." "Well, hello there, Miss Wendy! What can I do for you?" Wendy sent Melody's photo to BD and said, "I want you to kidnap this woman." "My, oh my. She's a beauty!" BD made a lewd whistle when he received the photo. "What did she do to piss you off?"

Wendy sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled out her phone. “Look, Zac,” she said eagerly, showing him the screen. “I found this great travel guide for our trip. We can do a road trip, hire two drivers, and explore at our own pace. Silverridge is huge, so driving will be way more convenient. After Lake Kessler, we can also visit—” At that moment, Zac realized that Wendy was really annoying. His head was already pounding, and now she was talking his ear off, going on and on. It was grating.

I was about entering the second solo when Wendy barged into my room, making me sit up. Wendy Cross was my age mate, but ahead of me by nine months. She was a bit plump, and about 4foot8, that is, shorter than my five foot three. She had a black hair, which she always cut short. And she was so girlish. Still, she's my friend. She's an orphan, unlike me.

Wendy was gone for the entire week, but I knew what she was up to at all times. It was hard not to when Harvey was such a fan of posting his entire life on social media. The two enjoyed the hot springs, visited the beach, and took sunrise photos together. Thanks to his social media postings, I saw many different sides of Wendy. It turned out that she had it in her to behave the way ordinary women did when they were in a relationship. It only seemed impossible when she was with me.

Wendy offered her hand to Dean for a handshake and then took it politely then greeted the others, kissing them on the cheeks. “You look lovelier.” Sean complimented. “Thank you. So do you.” Wendy replied with a smile. “Wait, you came here with Sean, Dean?” Dianne who just had a grip of what her son said. “Yeah.” Hearing the confirmation, Dianne felt very giddy. “Really? Did the two of you made-up already? Are you getting back together now?” Dianne’s question made the others look at Sean and Dean alternately and the two felt they were put in a hot seat instantly.

“Forever? It was just one night, Lucas.” He twisted in Darren’s arms to squint at me. “But it felt so long. Where did you guys go?” Darren shot me a sidelong glance, his lips twitching in that way that made my stomach twist. “Just out skiing,” he said lightly. Lucas leaned closer, dropping his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. “Did you do fun stuff?” My face turned crimson, my mouth falling open. But before I could answer, Wendy appeared in the doorway, her hands wrapped around a steaming coffee mug. Her gaze flicked between the two of us, and the faintest smirk curved her lips.

I ask grinning as I watch my mate becoming more and more excited. “Pups. Lots and lots of pups,” he growls before taking my mouth in another dominant, possessive kiss filled with love and the promise of a perfect life together. Wendy POV I’m so excited for my date tonight. I’ve changed into and out of every outfit that I have in Yorick’s pack. I wish I had the dress that I know is currently in Connor’s pack, but oh well. I hear the chat ping on my computer. I rush to it, hoping it’s Jude. Instead, it’s Hijack.

I repeated. Silence. Daphne looked at Wendy. Wendy looked back at her. Neither of them spoke. And then Daphne said quietly, “Do it.” Wendy hesitated.“Are you sure?” she asked. “No,” Daphne replied. “But we don’t have time to argue.” Wendy clenched her jaw. Then she stepped closer to me. I watched her carefully as she reached for the chains. “You try anything,” she muttered under her breath, “I’ll kill you myself.”

Her modest neckline had slipped, revealing more than intended. Nevertheless, Felix had spent the past three years with his six beautiful fellow apprentices and was entirely immune to such distractions. "What do you want?" he asked. Wendy answered in a hurry, "Thank you for saving my grandfather. I sincerely apologize for everything that happened this morning." Felix frowned. "You've already apologized. Now, can you let him drive me back to the city?" Wendy was genuinely puzzled. She was a successful CEO well-known for her beauty and had plenty of admirers. Yet, Felix, brimming with youthful vigor, seemed completely unaffected by her charms.