Irey West Novels & Stories

Then a fitting black leather shoes to match. All these while, Maxwell felt his inner wolf suggesting what to wear but as usual he had always shut him off. In his words, “You don’t suppose to know more than I do, do you? Now, stay calm and watch me do this like the upper man that I am.” His wolf would just growl and snap back to silence. 5:30pm At exactly five’ thirty pm, Maxwell was all dolled up and ready to hit the road. Expensive perfumes and deodorant oozed richly from his body that the female servants kept gushing as he walked to his car. He got in and drove off.

he smiled widely. The only thing I got from that was that the tall piece of man meat was going to be staying with us and I've just been dumped, it's the best thing that could ever happen, I mean, just imagine waking up and walking into the bathroom to see him, shirtless, towel wrapped around his waist, exposing his v-line a little, the messy wet hair and the water sliding down his body. "Go say hi." Jonathan said, pulling me from my thoughts. My mum had already left and he was looking straight at me and him, "Okay." I said and began walking towards him, "Hi," I extended my arm, "I'm Jade."

If he only knew, I’d been here all along. "Seems like it's all in order. Get back to work. I've never personally met Mister Kinsley, but the way Mister Westbrook implied he's not a man to cross,” he said, shoving the letter back at me. "I'm just finishing up. Trust me, and I don't want to see this Kinsley guy angry,” I smirked, grabbing my things.

“Even though I could’ve. My army is strong enough now. But I didn’t attack.” “Why?” Alexandro asked. “Because I want peace,” Valerian said simply. “And… because my wife would kill me if I started another war.” Alexandro allowed himself a faint smile. “Your wife… she’s a siren, isn’t she?” Valerian raised an eyebrow. “How did you know?” “I suspected it,” Alexandro said. “The lake… Serena saw something. Someone. That was her, wasn’t it?” Valerian nodded. “Nivera. She’s… complicated. But she’s mine. And yes, I know your wife saw her. I allowed it.”

I knew that body and those hazel eyes from anywhere. I tried to walk to her but the senator appeared and grabbed my arm. “Markos, I’m glad you came,” he said as he pulled me into an unwanted hug. I had to go to hios party to show him he and I were still partners. To rule the black world of New York, you need law enforcement and a few politicians. The senator was among those on my payroll and I couldn’t fuck it up because he would screw everything about me. There was a reason they always wound up dead after they retired. They always got big heads and ewuallty big mouths.

I added rolling my eye “ Oh hush! She should be by later today you can meet her, until then get to working on those security cameras boys” she commands waving her hands for us to go.We all three stand up instantly, around here it's her that is the boss. Plus she can be a lot scarier than my grandpa. He knows how to put them up as well but she told us he threw his back out once putting up christmas lights so he wasn’t allowed on a ladder again.

No one is so brave that he is not disturbed by something unexpected. Julius Caesar. Alpha Armstrong was good to his word. Stuart drove them to an airfield deep in Reiver territory where they were bundled aboard his private plane and flown back to Edinburgh in relative comfort. “I think you’re the only human to have ever stepped foot on Reiver territory.” mused Pete as he they disembarked the plane. “And you’re the only wolf who has stepped on Reiver territory that has a human as mate I bet.”

Cornelius came and stood in front of me. “Lynn, I am the Don of the Roman mafia. I will protect you. Now tell me everything.”

I wear my favorite perfume. I chuckle, remembering Justin complimenting my scent. All this to impress a girl. “Of course I have to come with you. No one will be there to protect you. And if anything happens to you, Tori will come for my head.” He exclaims. “How do I look?” I turn to Oliver, just to annoy him. He drops his hands on my shoulders, looking straight into my eyes and tells me. “You look ridiculous. And you don’t need a costume, you’re a werewolf. Be proud of what you are.”

"You feel uhm-" Tyler did. And like i said, he knew exactly what to say. "Zach. Your book-" Tyler's eyes suddenly widened by an idea. "Harry Jayson Moore. Moore, your book" He started as Zach turned to him. "You were right, i never understood it but then you left and i checked him out, on Google. At least I understand that-" He paused. "You did?" Zach asked. "Jayson Moore. The Rockstar stroke amazing gamer. Well the one that died a year ago, just to sure we're talking about the same person-" Tyler added and you could tell the unease drifted slowly from Zachary's void eyes.