Jay Crawley Novels & Stories

I’m more prepared this time. Tomorrow, I continue the plan. For the first time since all of this started, I’m not scared of what Owen might do next. The fear that used to sit heavily in my chest is mostly gone. After watching my parents tear down my door like I was nothing, after realizing how easily people who are supposed to protect you can hurt you, Owen Kyle loses his power. He can glare, threaten, watch me all he wants; none of it compares to what I’ve already survived. I don’t feel reckless. I feel steady. Almost excited. Like, I finally understand that I have nothing left to lose.

He was mad; he could see his stray trembling, trying to calm him down. The people inside the dining hall were whispering about her. “Is she your wife, Alpha?” The guy in a black coat asked Drake. His forehead creased. “No, she’s just a stray. . .” he answered coldly. “. . . don’t give interest on her, she’s nothing but trash who happened to sell her soul to me,” he added, annoyed. Emily held Drake’s arm, getting his attention. “Alpha,” she called. Drake looked at her. “What stray?”

Sensing his unease, Jada stepped back slightly, seeking solace behind Chase's protective stance. "Who are you?" Jada asked, her eyes tinged with both caution and curiosity. The man glared at the bodyguard and then took a deep breath, gathering his composure. "I am Mr. Clark," he replied, his voice laced with respect and sadness. "I was your late father's trusted advisor, and yours... at least, before the incident." With a side-eye at Chase, Jada's brows furrowed, and she mumbled, "Before the incident?"

He lies back on the hard stone, his knees raised, and clasps his hands behind his head. He stares up at the emblem carved into the stone arch that supports the ceiling. The door creaks open. “I thought I heard you walking around.” Jack’s low voice rumbles around the small chapel as he strolls toward him. Blake’s second in command drops onto one of the pews at the front, stretching his legs out and crossing them at the ankles. “Trouble sleeping?”

Adam narrowed his eyes as he looked around with an intimidating gaze “He was born a Walter and will remain so till the day he himself makes the choice, regardless of the blood that flows through him. He will always be the son and daughter of my youngest pride, Christopher Walter and my grandson. Anyone brave enough to tempt fate can try and see if they can bear the weight of my anger.” Crawley fell to a sitting posture on the ground as he looked around helplessly. He, who had been fearless under the protection of the Walter banner had become reduced to rags in a matter of minutes. There was no sympathy in the eyes of the people around him, normally the eyes and mouth that competed to flatter

“Good morning, my darling. Why are you up so early?” “I should be directing that question at you. You're supposed to be resting the whole day today.” “The pain from my shoulder woke me up. Plus, I knew you'd be here.” He told me, taking the seat opposite me. “Have you found anything?” “Yes. There is this man named Steven Crowley who is an ex-military strategist. He seems to work with Damien a lot. I am very sure that he's your guy.” I turned the computer around to face him and came around to show him the file. He stared at the screen intensely.

"There are elements of the original arrangement that involve the Wray family directly. Things I have known and have not volunteered." Cyrus went still. Things the Wray family did directly. He thought about his mother crouching to Eli's eye level in Ivy's kitchen. He thought about what Alden was telling him about what his family had been part of. He thought about a twenty two year old girl in a doorway offering dinner to a man who didn't look up. He looked at the ankylosaur in his hand. The brave one. "Start tonight," he said. He ended the call.

“This is the CEO of Prosperity Jewelry, Skyler Moore. The injured one is his friend!” Jim raised his brow after listening to Jocelyn’s introduction. He glanced at Skyler instinctively as a sense of despondence overcame him. Were they both not married? Why was Jocelyn acting like she did not know him well? Jocelyn did not notice Jim’s reaction at all. She introduced Zayn to them after speaking. “President Moore, Mr. Rand, this is the director of Claude Hospital, Mr. Zayn Claude.” Skyler glanced at Jocelyn silently. He then reached out his hand to Zayn. “Mr. Claude, it’s nice to finally meet you!”

“Remi! I found him!” “Who Jade?” “My mate! It’s Beta Taylor Williams!” “Is that a good thing?” “Yes! He’s fucking hot!” Jade laughed. “I’m happy for you both Jade!” Screaming over the music. Taylor always seemed nice. He was very tall, not as tall as Alpha Wyatt but close. He has teal eyes and really blonde hair. Jade found her mate and he’s good looking an nice, so I’m relieved she was blessed by the moon goddess. Jade is an Omega, so his rank is a good thing as well for Jade. I hope my mate is kind and handsome as well. Whenever I do find him, if I get lucky soon after I turn 18.

He was well aware of the implications of the news and the battles that lay ahead. *Headline 1: Unveiling the Unprecedented: Kiara, Wife of Rival, Served as CFO at GRACE!* In a shocking revelation, it has come to light that Kiara Adams, wife of business magnate Viaan Adams, had been working as Chief Financial Officer (CFO) at GRACE, owned by none other than her husband’s fierce competitor, Hunter Brown. The startling information has stirred up a wave of speculation and intrigue, leaving the public and business circles buzzing with astonishment.