Eritic Story Novels & Stories

Erica inquired of her traveling buddies in the automobile. As soon as Erica emerged from the washroom at the party, the lady who had spoken to her earlier said, "We're among what they term rogue werewolves or better known as everyone in the Fiannard as TLW' or The Lost Werewolf because we don't belong in any pack." "Do you mean to tell me, you're rebels?" Erica had approached them with the question. The woman remained deafeningly quiet. After she averted her sight away from Erica, she received an answer from one of her others.

The next shows Onyx trying to calm her down and was trying to bribe her and it ends with her swearing never to see him again. The next video that was posted was from Eric, which he titled an apology video. "I am here to apologize to Maya for the images I just destroyed," he started. "You see, growing up I have always had a crush on her and when I found out that her sister was my mate, I was not too happy with it," he went on. "So on the day I was mated to her sister, I wanted her to talk to me, as she was good at consoling one," he continued.

" Ericka only nodded, keeping her Achilles heel raised off the ground as she jogged ahead. Her father, Ernest, never stops telling them stories about her from before they joined the family. "When Ericka recovered from dengue fever, she experienced numerous setbacks. Her role in the community and at school shifts, and she stays to observe the celebrations that will take place the following month. Despite taking multivitamins, she gained weight and gained more muscle mass, but she remained feeble when it came time for her to lead the band in the fiestas procession. During her visit to the hospital last week, Elaine failed to mention that you, Darwin, were the ones assisting us and attending to

Eric's angry words confused his subordinate, who assisted with ticket booking. Eric used to insist on a seat in the first-class cabin wherever he went. He had kept the habit for many years. A subordinate once failed to secure a first-class cabin seat because of Eric's last-minute request. He went on to book a ticket for the man in the economy-class cabin. As a result, Eric beat him up for half an hour and broke his legs, leaving him semi-paralyzed for the rest of his life.

Eric was from the elusive Cooper family, and it was Vikter who had instigated him to go to Ol' Mare and cause trouble, just to create more problems for Alexander and hinder New Chesire Group's development At first, Eric thought that Alexander would not accept his challenge, but little did he expect that Alexander would call himself one of the younger generation and come out to protect the martial arts school's dignity. Facing a true semi-Empyrean, Eric did not dare to take it lightly, even if he was arrogant. "If I'm not mistaken, you're the legendary uncrowned king of Ol' Mare, Alexander." Eric thought quickly. His eyes darted around looking for an excuse, and the corner of his mouth curled

I said, turning my head to glare at him and still Eric didn't answer. "I'm talking to you, Beta!" I shouted, sitting up on the bed, my chains clinking loudly. "Your fated mate was just insulted, called a whore, and handed over to a demon wolf to be used as a breeding animal and you just stood there. You didn't even blink. Does your loyalty to Vergil completely wipe out your balls, or were you always this pathetic?" Eric took a slow, deep breath and finally turned his head, his dark eyes locking with mine.

In case you have not seen it yet, Eric's story is called Rejecting the Prince's Mate. It is part-way finished and proving to have lots of ups and downs, as you would expect ;) Hope you enjoy the story as much as I am enjoying writing it. Here is a brief summary of the story

She told me. "Sounds good." Eric was my little buddie. He and I had gotten close since I beat his bullies up and told no one about it. The first day we hung out he had taken me around the kingdom. Some kids were picking on him because of Ash. So I used my siren ways and had them beat each other up. Eric asked that I not tell anyone and I never did. I think he appreciated that the most. To my benefit it brought me favor with Ember.

"I guess that is understandable because you still love him, but it'll pass." I gritted my teeth. "Eric isn't a bad person either. I've met him, and I know that—" "You don't," he assured, angrily tightening his grip on the cup. "Before our poor Eric landed on the wheelchair he was as—or even more—brutal as his dear old father. He led a special group of warriors filled with hatred and bloodlust. Back then, the Sky Town could barely accommodate a few lycan families, and most of us lived in small cottages on the lower hills of the Crimson Mountains. Eric's group tended to raid those cottages, burning them to the ground. My friend lived in one of those cottages they burned. He was away when the a