Dylan Wyatt Novels & Stories

Dylan stood between them preventing them from moving further and sighed, "Calm down, alpha. We are not here to fight. We need to find out how and when this happened so we can clear the misunderstandings." He looked at Ashton who was looking at him with furrowed brows and bowed to him, "I am Dylan. Alpha Jayden's and the shadow moon pack's beta. And you are?" "I am Ashton Warren," Ashton calmly said. "Richard Warren's younger son?" Dylan asked. Ashton nodded his head and Dylan started to wonder why he hadn't seen him before. Though he had never done business with Warrens, still he had heard and seen them at some parties. "You never attend international business meetings and events?" Dylan ask

But after seeing Xynthia perform, Dylan thought that Boss Dart still had not taken action yet. Dylan could not hold his feelings back any longer, so he decided to show up himself. On the one hand, he thought Xynthia was just too beautiful to be left alone. On the other hand, he wanted to deal with Joseph Bauer’s business and take her testimony. After seeing Dylan’s faint smile on his face, Riley Yates, who was standing behind Xynthia, shyly stepped forward. “Manager Bowie. All this is just a misunderstanding. “Maybe you don’t know about what happened last night. You…”

"Yeah, you mean like that boyfriend of yours that's been missing for so long yet still uploads his i*******m in the same beach short." "Hey," "What?" "Guys?" their dad warned and they both rolled their eyes at each other. Dylan fixed up his smile back at Mrs. Waltson and said, "I don't have a girlfriend. But..." he stole a quick glance at Theo who had his gaze fixed on him. "But, I am down for advances." His voice faded off. Did he give himself out too much? He watched Theo's face pull up a smile but then his next behaviour confused him.

“Dylan! We need to go, brother. I don’t know how long this room is going to stay standing.” “He didn’t deserve to go out like this, Xavier. He was the best male I’ve ever known.” Dylan choked out between broken, gasping sobs. “I won’t be able to live up to him.” “But he’d want you to try,” Xavier whispered. “All Wyatt ever wanted was for you to be the male he knew you could be. Don’t let him down by giving up now.”

Her upper lip trembles as she chews, giving out that she's scared of me. Good. I don't want her getting close to anyone here. For someone who doesn't want Peyton as his mate, you act overly possessive. Walt taunts, and I almost roll my eyes in their sockets because I'm not in for this now. He's partially the reason last night was a disaster. Kept on showing me images of Peyton and her dead mate. Dylan immediately makes his presence known in my study, and the first person he looks at is Peyton. "We're done accumulating the resources, Killian." Dylan has his eyes still on Peyton as he informs me of this.

"What do you think? Would you take the bet?" "Of course. Don't forget to go by the bet. Everyone could be our witness." Daisy smiled. She knew she would never lose. Wyatt was a talented and powerful man; Darryl, the live-in son-in-law, would not be able to win. Darryl smiled and nodded. Then he stood to stretch his hands and legs as he got ready to go onto the stage. "Darryl." Katherine pulled Darryl's hand; she looked worried. "Darryl, where are you going?"

“Eldest Uncle, we are finally making a comeback after all of our sufferings!” Dylan was also excited and said to his secretary, “Go and gather information on the differences between Xavia Lockhart and Jenna Lockhart immediately. Make sure to find out Xavia Lockhart’s current whereabouts and what she is doing. It would be best if you can just bring her to me.” “Yes. You should go quickly. You have to proceed with caution this time.” “Yes.” The secretary quickly retreated after receiving the instructions. Dylan poured two glasses of red wine as if he had already seen the light of victory. He handed a glass of red wine over to Charles and said joyfully, “God is on my side now. Perhaps it is tim

I apologized to Dylan’s uncle Dwayne for any offense, noting how young he looked compared to his online pictures. He just smiled shyly. Mr. Darius Fontanilla joked about his appearance, and I laughed along. Mr. Dwayne groaned, claiming everyone was ganging up on him. His wife told him to admit he was old, and he pouted. Dylan continued, introducing Danielle’s mother, his own parents, and finally, the others. I nodded at each introduction. “Kaia already knows Damon?” Sir Declan asked Dylan. “I…” Dylan started, but Attorney Damon Fontanilla interjected.

the text said. Cursing under my breath, I made the call. Wyatt had a talent for finding people—those who were trying not to be found. A week ago, he told me that he found one of the technicians who used to work at La Bourget by the time my father died. That was good news. I was not in the mood to hear bad. “Talk,” I demanded. I heard him suck in a deep breath. “I found Dylan Morgan in the Bahamas. I talked to him… He is not going to testify against William Hayes, and—”

Chelsea and Derek were also illuminated in the spotlight. Dylan smiled and stood up, gesturing towards everybody. There was a tremendous ovation of applauses as he gestured. Dylan chuckled to himself. Even those who wanted him dead were obviously clapping as well. He smiled and blew kisses as the applause died down. "As most of you are already aware, I'm Dylan Cross. I'm a businessman and I've managed to establish a couple of businesses here in Miami and in other parts of Florida as well. I'm very honoured to be with you all today" he said.