Expansion Novels & Stories

As Myra stopped and asked the other groups for further information, one of the men stated his points. “What about our alliance? We got threatened enough and how can we expect you to protect our business?” “I have asked for your views. I didn’t give you permission to question our abilities.” One sentence and Arthur’s head snapped at his sister’s direction along with Ranvijay. “Will this girl always be such a hard nut?” Arthur mumbled under his breath. “The nearest alliance in Asian region will be from us. I believe we can keep such facts in our count.” Making everyone startled, Ranvijay spoke in his same dark voice.

" We have, strong electrolytes and weak electrolytes, " Mr Garret voice faded away. Ace's thoughts invaded his mind in the middle of the class, he looked out of the windows, he's always looking out of the window. Mr Garret got tired of scolding him to pay attention to the lessons, he would always ask him suddenly but Ace already knows what they are talking about, he's smarter than most of the students in his class. Ace always does that in winter, staring out the window and wait for spring, he hates winter and hates the end of the year.

Too many responsibilities. Tea looked up at the scorching sun, squinting to look at the clouds. She listened to the birdsong that charmingly danced against her eardrums. She wiped the sweat off her perspiring forehead then rubbed it on her dirty, muddy vest which covered only her chest. She walked towards the corner of the still dirty floor and left the broom there, already weary from her hard work. The half-finished roof sheltered her from the heat and brought with it a refreshing coolness that satiated her body’s rising temperature. Her bright green eyes fluttered before coming to a stop at the curve of her cheek. And sleep came like a hunter closing on its prey. She dreamed. And when her

Fear started creeping into my whole body as I stood up and walked towards the door. I gently opened the doorknob and thank God it was not locked. I started wandering into the halls of this house. I see a staircase and I immediately went down, damn this house is so big. The interior design is a combination of Grey and White. "Hello!! Is anybody in here?!!" I shouted. I just got off the stairs and I look around and damn the interior design is so beautiful and elegant. A good combination of both white and grey. Then I heard a familiar voice,

POV: Isla | The Shelter medical wing, Rookeries The shelter's medical wing has expanded twice since the raid, which is the specific expansion that happens when the number of people requiring ongoing care exceeds the space initially allocated for it, and the expansion has been managed through the specific Rookeries method of solving space problems, which is to identify adjacent rooms and repurpose them and adjust the workflow accordingly and not stop moving long enough to feel the weight of how much the workflow has expanded.

The extensive tour of the pack grounds proved to be surprisingly informative. Uncle Marco, with his exuberant personality, led the way, while Cree offered quiet, insightful elaborations. The training grounds were particularly impressive, with warriors organized into specialized groups. The "Donated" wolves, those with magical aptitudes, were divided into four subcategories: ignis (fire), glacies (ice), terra (earth), and caeli (air). Those less magically inclined formed the Bellator combat group, leveraging their speed and strength. The presence of hybrid trainers for the magically gifted wolves was a unique and impactful addition.

Nathaniel’s gaze flicks to me as I seat, but it returns to Anderson almost immediately, and I remain there, waiting for him to finish so I can tell him what I heard back there. “…expansion is only viable if the exclusivity holds,” Anderson is saying, his voice reaching my ears as he leans forward slightly towards Nathaniel. “Otherwise, it’s going to lose value. The club, I mean.” Nathaniel nods slowly. “Then you’ll have to make sure the expansion holds.” His words are simple and decisive, and while I don’t even understand what he’s talking about, it sounds like something that can be done easily. At least to him.

Her walls clamped around him, trying to draw him deeper. He thrust from behind, his pelvis slapping against her ass. She choked out a gasp, arching her back. Cradling her to him, he pumped in a steady rhythm that drove her insane. Unhurried, so that every glide of his shaft filled her more and more. It wasn't the frantic pace he'd set before. It was a slow build. Tension knotted her muscles, seeking release.

she says as she stretches a little. “It’s the best morning” I reply. I know how cheesy that was but I also don’t care. “Um, why can’t Lore feel Atari? Is she mad?” I ask bracing for the answer. I could not prepare for what she tells me “No it’s not that.” Nova says looking awkward “I haven’t been able to sense her since the rejection. It’s what I have been working on since I went back to the Kingdom. We believe there is a psychological condition that effects wolves when they have been rejected or had other psychological trauma that weakens their bond to each other. I’ve been studying the phenomenon. I’m actually at university now working on a way to fix it for all wolves that have this affli

*** Ready for more football with a visit from Killian? END OF PART ONE