Fosters Stef Novelas e Histórias

"You're feeling much better." I nodded, pulled her in for a hug. "In large part thanks to you." She poo-pooed my words. "Queen, you've been kicking ass this whole time. I think Fate is scared of you right now." Foster pulled me from her arms and caught me up in his. I grabbed his head, smacked my healed lips to his. He made a sound low in his throat as he changed the angle. I wrapped my legs around his waist, met him thrust for thrust.

Every employee of Foster Group was present, forced to watch together. Not only that, Marissa arranged a full public livestream. High-definition cameras stayed locked on Sophie at the center seat, broadcasting the scene around the clock. The livestream broke one million viewers almost instantly, and the heat kept climbing. Comments rolled by nonstop. [Here we go! The betting queen runs the book for the first time!] [Three perfect calls already. She'll print money again today.] [Foster Group made the right choice. They should've replaced Adrian ages ago. He was just dead weight.]

Shocked at how he wanted to leave, meanwhile last night he was begging me not to let go, to fuck him harder. He didn’t look shocked when I told him we were fated. I was disappointed; some omega would die for this opportunity. He acted like he didn’t know me, which makes me want to have him more, acting all hard to get like Eryx. I smiled, distracting myself from thinking about Kael’s sexy body. My wolf stirred, sadly, at the short time we had together. I needed to know him. The only thing I knew was his name: Kael. The only person who could give me the information I needed about him was Drew. I called the MF, my bestie. Drew picked up on the second ring.

She thought it was enough to avoid the same incident three years ago. “MALEFICENT! Maleficent!” Only one person called her that. Steffan, the young volunteer, visited her foster home the other week. He took a liking to her ‘quirks’. He meant her eyes that always had dark circles as if she spent weeks without sleep, how pale her skin was even if she played under the sun, or how her eyes were so dark as some kind of bottomless pit. Steffan liked it. Cent spun her feet away from the running sunshine. She was afraid she would get burned by his sunny attitude, no matter how crazy that may sound. “Hey.” He was still able to catch up to her.

She retorted with annoyance as Charlie walked past the commander. “Your name is Gemma Anne Foster; you are the only child of Gerald Blake Foster and Lisa Marie Foster. You lost them a year before you graduated and isolated yourself. You found a job before your graduation, but the manager was making your work life hell, which was why you applied for the job offered by this pack.” “Great, you studied the file they put together with a background check on me; how very military of you.” She retorted sarcastically. “Then why insist on calling me that stupid word when you know my name?”

The very best in the whole country! "Mum!" Xavier rushed forward and yelled. "Are you planning to sponsor her?" Not only was he shocked, but he was also unable to believe it, or maybe he just didn't want to believe it. Madam Frost gave him a side glance before returning her attention to me, "I do have the right to sponsor whoever I want to. Being here today to look for a job is your fortune, and if you are okay with it, I would like to be your sponsor. What do you think, Crystal Shawn?" She asked me, her eyes searching mine.