Drew Starkey Wattpad Novels & Stories

The door slammed against the wall once opened and Ray rushed into the room. Ray saw a little female pup of about three or four years old nestled against a prone body of a large male looking to be around his age. He recognized the male immediately to be one of his pack member by the name of Drew. Ray knew that Drew was a single father who had lost his mate in child birth. It had been a while since Ray had been around Drew and his daughter since Francesca was the more social of the siblings, but he assumed the little girl sitting next to Drew was his daughter Hannah.

She once experienced love, but that was a long time ago—before Kenneth had destroyed her character. Drew is unreal. He's twice as big as she is, and despite her efforts to resist, her attraction to him remains irresistibly strong. Lily, stop! That’s right! In their story, Drew is a prince, and she is a frog. *** Drew instructed his assistant upon entering his office, "Retrieve the contract from the Italian Club in our West Mall." "Right away, boss!" Sarah promptly responded; she was well aware that questions were unnecessary.

Sylvester coaxes Clarissa sweetly, but no matter what, she remains tight-lipped. Rebecca kept tapping her legs on the floor and sulking like a child. “Drew, did you know who the father of the baby is?” Rebecca turns to Drew, who has remained frozen on the spot, looking at Clarissa with a cold gaze; however, Drew remains indifferent to her and just keeps quiet. Sylvester looks at his son. “Drew Sylvester Walker is the child in your sister’s belly. Tell me, whose child is it?” Sylvester asked authoritatively, but Drew kept quiet.

(FLASHBACK CONTINUES) Drew fought with the men as much as he could,stopping them from going in search of Maliyah in the woods. When Hawk had enough of him,he injected Drew with a drug to weaken him.Drew tried to fight off the effect but at the end,he slumped on the ground in a sitting position. “Find her!”Hawk ordered as the men set off into the woods. He brought out his cellphone and gave Charlotte a call. “I’ll wire the balance to you.”Charlotte informed him.

I still have a chance. “Stupid Drew,” Taylor muttered. “Let me just tell you this ahead of time, Charlie. Drew’s dick is worse than Luke’s.” Charlie burst into laughter. “How do you even know Drew’s dick?” “Gym showers, Babe,” Taylor replied. After checking comments, they took turns showering. Later, Taylor climbed into Charlie’s bed, hugging her from behind. He pressed his lips to her ear, whispering, “Babe, can I get a reward for all the intimidation I endured from your dad?”

Lexie had changed her clothes five times by the time the clock showed almost straight up seven. You'd think I'd never been on a date before. But all her tingly girl parts as well as the functioning portion of her brain kept sending her messages this was more than just a date. Killian Walker had blown into her life by an accident of fate. She'd probably never see him again when this week was over. There was no guarantee he-or any of the brothers-would hang around little Red Creek when their time was up. They all had places in the larger universe, and she was pretty sure they'd go back to them. Oh, wait. She'd heard a rumor that Dylan, the first to stay the week in Red Creek, might be hanging

His eyes silently stared at the dull and yellowish pale looking ceiling between his soundless respiration. He was thinking about their future. His future, his sister's, Stella's and obviously Kevin's. They have come a long way ahead now, and there was no going back either. After years of struggling, he was finally getting the chance to meet the bastard boss of the underworld who was now as weak as Voldemort was toward the end of the Harry Potter series. Lucifer Miller was powerless. Everything from him was snatched away. He was just left a boss in name! Max blinked his eyelids thinking about the moment when Kevin would come to him and say that the information with regard to Lucifer Miller's

--- Drew’s dorm was on the athlete’s floor—slightly bigger rooms, private bathrooms, and the faint scent of protein powder in the hall. He answered the door wearing a black hoodie and gray sweats, hair damp from another shower. His eyes darted past Liam for a second, like he was checking the hallway. “Come in,” he said gruffly. Liam stepped inside. Drew’s desk had a half-open textbook and an untouched notebook. His laptop screen was blank. Liam raised an eyebrow. “So... Econ?” Drew cleared his throat and sat on the edge of his bed. “Forget it. I just— I didn’t know who else to—” He stopped. Raked a hand through his hair. “Fuck.”

“You’ll come around again. Just like they all do.” ***** It was late when Drew finally returned to the apartment. The sound of his key in the lock sent a chill down Liam's spine. He’d spent the day alternating between pacing, staring at the locked wardrobe, and trying to distract himself with the books in the small bookshelf. None of it worked. As Drew entered, Liam sat up straight. Drew’s sharp eyes immediately found him, lingering for a moment before he began to loosen his tie. He walked to the kitchenette, pouring himself a glass of water.

"I understand. It's not like I wanted my mom to know I was bangin' a chick…ya know? I've kept it quiet for a while; I hoped to keep it quiet until I moved out." Liam grinned. "And the last thing. Good job, Drew. Charity's always been damn cute." Drew blushed and bent his head down. "I know. We've been friends for a very long time, and while there was always something there, it took a while for her to see me as anything more. Especially after the whole steroid issue, I thought I'd fucked up for good, but she gave me another chance. I had to prove to her that I have a brain."