Dj Music Man Human Novels & Stories

“Okay… I don’t care about what they did to me anyway; I just want to do music.” “My name is Giovanni... You can call me Gio.” Lucia smiled, seeing his bright face. It made her remember a certain someone. Oh yes, she had to call Leon to help her if she wanted Gio to stay in MK. Thinking of this, she whipped out her phone to call Leon. Leon had just gotten to Lucia’s apartment when his phone rang. Seeing that the caller was Lucia, he smiled and picked it up. “Missing me already?” he teased. Lucia blushed at his words. Who is missing him?

The half is on Jaime and the other half is on this man. Who is this man? "Yes sir? May I help you?" He heard Lucas speak to the man. He averted his gaze since the man is intently staring at him now. He honestly feels flustered. He maybe a Beta but he once was an Omega. So he's not stupid to understand that kind of look. "I'm sorry for interrupting you guys but, can I ask him to dance?" The man speak. And to Daveryl surprise, the man's voice sounds hoarse and deep. Feels like he's just got up from bed. He blinked, his Omega soul is reacting to the man's voice?! How the hell?

You wouldn’t know what it was unless someone told you. That made it worse. The man at the door was huge. Black suit, earpiece, dead eyes. Diana just nodded at him, whispered something low, and he stepped aside. Music hit first, slow, pulsing, dirty. Like it was made to be danced to in the dark. The lighting was low and hazy, glowing red and purple.

He commands, the smile on his lips doesn't disappear. I stared at the disc jockey playing an erotic song above the stage. I don't know if he is tall or not because only half of his body is visible to where we are, but based on the tight shirt he is wearing, it seems like he has abs and his shoulder is also broad. The more I look at the disc jockey, I can't help but feel that seducing him will not be easy, the disc jockey looks straight and if he's not straight then he is at least top. But I didn't became a dom for nothing, I can play every person including the disc jockey like a violin, I can always find ways to hypnotized them to follow everything I said. I will seduce and fuck that disc jo

There was a long pause on the other line that he thought his master already ended the call. "Good. Keep an eye on her. I need her here in the clan," his master said and finally ended the call. The man massaged the bridge of his nose and went back inside, watching Ella from afar. "Hi!" a shirt-haired girl greeted him. The man ignored her and took a book out of his bag to read. "Hey!" the girl said again with a smile. The man sighed and faced her. "Will you please stay away from me?" he seriously said. The girl was taken aback.

Ignoring Mark's messages I text my gamma Zack. Sam: hey man I know it's late but do you want to get away for awhile? Zach: yeah man, anything good? Sam: what would you say to a camping trip? It's to protect a couple of people that are close to me, but there's also humans there to so no shifting. Oh and Mark is a warlock and Rilly is a human. Oh and Zach Dylan is there to so watch him. Zach: ok can you send me pictures of whom I'm looking out for?

"But Mommy, Mr. Jefferson's already really nice to us. I don't want to pretend to be sick to trick him…" "Shh! You're not pretending. You have severe depression, and you're not allowed to say otherwise again!" Then, Jacob's pained yelp rang out. "Mom, you're hurting me…" "Be good, Jacob. As long as you listen, I'll buy you the toy you want most." I shot a cold look at the staggering Harold in front of me. My voice was edged with mockery. "You heard it, didn't you? That's the childhood sweetheart you were so desperate to protect.

“The pack members really want to see and greet their leader. It’ll be fun.” “Is it really necessary?” I make a pleading face. “Not even up for discussion,” the man laughs, and his laugh is so pleasant that my chest freezes for a couple of seconds. Suddenly, the Alpha stands and offers me his hand. “Shall we dance?” I accept his invitation, and we move to the gentle slow melody. “I confess, I don’t have the best associations or memories when we dance,” I admit, recalling our last dance together. “This time, I’ll try to change your impression of our dinner,” the man whispers, pulling me closer and looking at me as if I were the most beautiful thing on earth. “You’re so beautiful. What a fool I

He squeezed me and gently rubbed my stomach. "Well, I like it. By the way, you're not human either, or did you forget that?" My eyes widened, and I slightly turned my head to look up at him. "Damn, you're right. I guess it'll take a little while to dust the human- ness off my genes, considering my family has been human for generations. I still am human to a point. So yeah...fat." I said in a little chuckle. "Whatever you want to call it, I like."

I order the Gamma Steward. Steward nods at me with respect. “Any other question?” I glance around them. I know there must be questions today. They exchange a look with each other. “Alpha, we heard that you brought back a human being mate. Is that true?” Someone asks. “Yes.” I nod slightly but firmly. This single word ignites heated discussion. A cascade of questions flood me.