Fiesty Novels & Stories

We could have avoided all of this. Felicities beige wolf comes into the fray and despite not wanting her like I do Stacey, I’ll admit her wolf is rather stunning, glossy fur larger than the others and bright’s blue eyes that are so faint you can hardly see the colour within them. I see her prowl after my mate, my hackles already starting to rise as my fingers dig into the leather of my seat. I would have kicked her out if I could. But I felt I owed it to her to give it another shot even though I would fix the game, so Stacey wins.

"I do worry about you. I don't trust him." "But you also don't want me dating anyone." His jaw flexes as he becomes frustrated. "Just admit it." He looks out the window ignoring me. "Oh come on. Don't be mad." I see his lip slightly twitch into a smile but he forces it down. "Hey." I say reaching for his hand to grab his attention. The moment my skin meets his, I get the same sensation as last time. Fire and ice course through my body causing me to jump back, but my body still hums with delight. The feeling was magnificent, as if my body was dead before and had suddenly awoken. The stunned look on Zak's face tells me he felt it too.

And I have to clench my fist to stop my heart from skipping a beat. “You're beating me at my own game.” “This is not a game.” I retort. “Are you still angry?” “I'd rather not answer that.” “No, please do.” I pause. “No, I am not angry. This is me when I am irritated by someone. And right now that someone is you.” He makes a whistle sound. “Low blow, Faye.” “It is Novem —”

He was just too scary. Xavier's expression changed drastically. He stormed closer and grabbed my hand, "Get out of this place!" He yelled, dragging me with him. "Have you lost your mind, Xavier? What the hell is wrong with you?" Madam Frost blocked the way, her eyes showing her anger. "You were the one who sent away our last cook, and you want to send her away, too? You don't have the right, Xavier!" She declared, moved forward, and slapped Xavier's hand away. "Don't mind him, Crystal. He's always that rude,"

But then, Adan laughed and it sounded so irritating and it made me want to kick his ass right here, right now. "You know why I like you very much? Well, aside from knowing that you're so damn rich, I like you because you're fierce and seems to be invincible." He said with a disgusting seductive smile whilst looking at me and all I can do is to look at him with a disinterested expression. "You're also elusive which appeared to be very challenging to me. It got me thinking, how much of a satisfaction will I get If ever I'll be able to tame you." He's clearly blabbering nonsense which meant nothing to me. "Sorry to interrupt your monologue, but I just want to tell you, from the bottom of my he

I asked her and she looked at me. “Your favourite color is gray, you love metal music, you jog every day, ten miles at least. You eat about ten times a day, anything with meat. You prefer to shower, you wear a suit to work but when you get home the first thing you do is change into jeans and boots. You’re responsible and you always do everything for your pack, you are always completely honest with them. You love spending time with Malachi, you two are very close. James is like your brother, you tell him everything and that dinosaur never leaves your desk,” she said to me as I looked at her.

Ten/Saint smiled at our mate. "Damn fucking skippy they didn't," Asher said. "Our fiery female has got steel balls. Our Ki-Ki's kickin' deity balls, giving us bigger balls than we already had, and jumping on Ransom's and Saint's balls any chance she gets. Her Fiery Femaleness: all balls, all the time." I rolled my eyes even as Kiema laughed at the idiot. "Now that we're all so enlightened about Kiema's ability with balls, perhaps we can get back to the problem at hand," Saint said, his dark brown eyes narrowed at our resident comedian.

That money was a life-saving fund I had left for my mother’s treatment. Dizzy and near death, darkness crept into the edges of my vision. However, the thought that they would never spare my frail mother once I was gone ignited a surge of desperate, furious strength through my body. ‘Mandy, you and Thomas thought you could use my life to secure your promotion? ‘Then I’ll send you straight to hell to earn it!’ “Boom!” I slammed the scorching gas pedal to the floor with every ounce of strength I had. The burning car shot forward under the cameras, dragging a trail of fire across the feed.

He hastily said, “Don’t worry, Fifi. I won’t embarrass you tonight! Moreover, not only will I not embarrass you, but I will also boost your reputation!” Faye laughed, but it was out of anger. “Is that so? You’re genuinely capable of boosting my reputation, huh? May I inquire how you are going to do so?” Zayn said mysteriously, “It’s a secret, so I can’t tell you yet. Just wait and see tonight anyhow. I’ll definitely boost your reputation tonight.” “It’s a secret, huh? You bluff so well that you make it sound like it’s real!” Faye’s gaze turned icy cold. “Zayn, do you know what I hate the most about you? I hate you for being so self-righteous!”

Laughter rang out again—sharp, juvenile, cruel. Mika inhaled. Joy’s jaw flexed. Even Samuel stopped walking. Joy’s expression turned sharp. “What the hell—” And then Fiero moved. Fiero was unnaturally tall, his broad shoulders carrying the weight of something unseen. His skin was pale—almost too pale—sharpening the dark contrast of his brown eyes and jet-black hair. His long lashes framed his unreadable gaze, making him look both ethereal and dangerous. He didn’t just walk. He dominated space without saying a single word.