Dylan Wyatt Novels & Stories

Swift, Dylan's right hand and Black Estates' Assistant Manager. *****

I can't help but be so happy to have my little family. Dylan Lemiere Lauren Lemiere

he trailed off, leaving the answer hanging in the air. Wyatt grasped the unspoken words in Silas's revelation. "Alpha Zain Black," he finished the sentence, the weight of that name hanging in the air. In the realm of the Appalachian Mountains, Wyatt Romano held dominion over the American border, while Zain Black, known as the killer from the Canadian part of the Appalachian range, stood as his formidable adversary. The room fell into a profound silence. Zain Black was the only one who could stand against Wyatt Romano. "Did he send the rogues to attack me?" Wyatt questioned, his eyes piercing into the depths of the issue.

Dylan's POV I frowned in impatience as I watched the stack of unsigned contracts on my table, they are the names of new models that have been hired. Ouch, let me introduce myself, my name is Dylan Sabastine. My father was an Alpha before his death and I am supposed to be the next Alpha but I couldn't lead the red moon pack with the death of my father still hunting me.

"They sound pretty good." Dylan shakes his head. "Not as good as me." "You know Dylan was on American Idol?" Sierra teases. "Really?" Rilee questions, interested. "Yeah. I got to Top 5." Dylan responds, deep in thought. "Should have won it though." "Are you a musician?" I say. I vaguely remember him mentioning music a few weeks ago. Dylan nods his head. "Aspiring musician." "Dylan's so good." Sierra laughs. "He can play 5 different instruments!" She lists off a few quickly. "Saxophone, guitar, bass, violin, drums."

he replied with all of the honestly left inside of his soul. It’s pretty hard for him to bear it personally because he thought there is someone that would be listening to him. Dylan tried to fix it with Connor from the progressing days after the incident at La Ville. He has again left no choice but to be played by the CEO… Connor didn’t want to fuck him. Even his body’s libido is always driving him crazy. Beaumont listens to him, then carefully stitching the situation of the young man. Indeed, Dylan is in an exemplary movement of his instincts, and the purpled-eyed daddy understands it the most.

In response, he raised his hand and slapped me so hard that my head spun to the side. He spoke while running his repulsive fingers across my chest, “You dirty bitch, I’m sure you let Dane have a taste.” I shut my eyes and turned my head away from him as he made his way to my waistband. “You can’t refuse now, can you?” He unbuttoned my pants and used both hands to pull them down. Tears streamed from my eyes as I squeezed them shut and hoped that Dane would come to my rescue as he always had in the past, but he was too far away in Idaho. There was no one to save me this time.

she said “Oh and let me guess it is about Dylan, I know you like him, but don’t you think that you are just going to make him go through a lot, we all know that Mike only wants you for him and he doesn’t like to share and don’t tell me you have forgotten about what happened to that guy that was hitting on you, Mike almost killed him, don’t do that to Dylan, just let the two be, they are happy together, I don’t see the reason why you should be hating on them and in as much I don’t like him, I wouldn’t want him to be on the wrong side of Mike, that poor dude just lost his mom and he is trying so hard to catch up and get used to this place, don’t let you stupid feelings ruin this for him” Caitl

Oh, how Mike had been right and oh holy fuck how he wished Mike had been wrong. Laura. “Records show that Dylan Stanwyck, firefighter extraordinaire, former model, and one of Boston’s hottest bachelors, is the heir to shipping tycoon Richard Matthews’ daughter’s estate. Matthews’ daughter, Jillian, died in 2010 and left Stanwyck, her longtime lover, a trust fund of $1.1 billion, with an annual income of more than $50 million.”

Perhaps an investor or stakeholder. “ Lyron, this is Dylan. Dylan Houghton,” Ms. Evelyn said, turning to me. “ Dylan, this is Lyron. He's from SM entertainment in England.” “ It's a pleasure to meet you, Lyron,” Dylan extended his hand. His handshake was firm and warm though it lasted a little than it should. “ Likewise,” I replied, still a little puzzled. “ I apologize for interrupting your practice,” Dylan continued. “ I just heard from Dave, my assistant about you so I wanted to introduce myself. I'm Dylan Houghton and the acting CEO of E&E entertainment.”