Harley Sawyer X Player Novels & Stories

Harley was the product of an affair. After her mother died, she decided to make contact with her father, Ron Hale, a criminal and leader of a felon-filled, biker outlaw club, The Savage Scorpions. After months of virtual communication, she decides to visit him in his small Californian town of Pleasant-Tree-Ville. When she arrives, she gets less than a warm welcome from the other SS members. As the days pass, she starts forming friendships, bonds and something a little more with Alexander Coates, Her father's second-in-command... and best friend.

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

Xyla drank warm milk as she looked at ESPN. Right then, the ESPN forum was completely flooded by comments about how Team XS had an emergency replacement for its ADC— “The officials just announced that something happened to Team XS’s main ADC again. So Xyla will be taking over as the emergency replacement.” “Team XS’s ADC faces a new problem every day. Is it intentional?”

“It’s not like him to participate in a fight.” “She’s right,” Sally chuckled. “Harley is so loyal and lovable. He’s not a fighter.” “Don’t forget, ladies. Harley has a fighting side to him. He’s an Alpha bear shifter, after all,” Penny told them. They all nodded in agreement before looking at me. I realized they all wanted an answer for why Harley was involved in that fight. “I think he was just trying to protect Xaden,” I said, shrugging as I took another large bite of pizza.

“I’m sorry. Not just the Surrey family… “The Wolven Tribe and the four great tribes are working under me right now. You want to lay your hands on the Surrey family? I’m afraid you’ll have to go through me first.” “They’re working under you?” Xyla showed a look of understanding. “You’re Harvey York. The man who won the competition in the oasis… The expert from America, Salem, lost against you too. Am I right?” Xyla didn’t mention anything about Stinger at all; she only said all that just for Emil to hear. As expected, Emil’s expression changed slightly when he was initially ready to watch the show. He sized up Harvey with a horrible expression before finally speaking up. “You were the one who

A deep grunt escaped my throat at the thought that she was also going to find out that I was her mate and would also perceive my scent. shit! I hissed and clenched my fist, bracing myself to reject her immediately; I wasn't worried about the pain because I was also planning to kill her. My name is Xander, the heir to the Red Moon Pack. Being the son of Alpha Xavier, I had to be more cruel than him, giving no space for romantic feelings, which do nothing other than make someone weak and act stupidly. Lena's POV.

The disappointment wasn't only felt by the man who was forced to give up his seat, but everyone who attended the meeting. Sawyer then proceeded to sit down. He took a bottle of red wine and drank half a bottle in a single gulp as if he was consuming water instead of alcohol. "Sorry, I walked too fast just now. I'm kind of thirsty. I definitely don't look pretty drinking this, but I'm sure no one will mind, right?" No one answered him, but Sawyer's looked faintly smug. Then, Sawyer looked directly at Carson. "King Yorke if you want to take the position as the King of Riverdale. I, Sawyer, from the Xavier family in Salem City, have absolutely nothing to say.

There were three more members I haven’t met yet, also didn’t have much on them as well. Colin Barker, Shawn Monroe, and Seth Morales. Seth couldn’t be older than sixteen, so I doubt he would go with us. If he did, I was going to have to disagree with Ryker. I didn’t care if he was skilled or not. More than likely he didn’t have near the bond with his wolf as the others did.

The team had just won, and the locker room was thick with celebration — half-naked players, steam rising from the showers, low laughter echoing off the tiles. But my eyes were locked on **Ryker Kane** and **Jax Wilder**. Ryker was the captain — 6’5” of pure muscle, broad shoulders, thick chest glistening with sweat, tattoos snaking down his arms and across his pecs. His dark hair was wet, jaw sharp, eyes dark and dangerous as they raked over me. Jax was leaner but no less lethal — sharp cheekbones, wicked smile, abs carved like they were meant to be licked, his cock already half-hard under the towel.

Harley twirls back too and then he appears from a dark passage into the bright light of the room. He is wearing joggers and a black shirt with a cigarette in his hand. His head is down and when he is close enough, he looks up. "Good day to you too, Mr. Monteiro. It is so nice to finally meet you, I have heard a lot about you from my husband", Harley mutters with excitement. If I am not the master of this game, I won't think this isn't real and she is just acting the role she has been given. Xavier's gaze falls on her and his countenance changes instantly into that of rage.