Jaye Wilde Novels & Stories

she said carefully, "what exactly do you want to talk about?" A faint smile touched his lips. "You." The air suddenly felt too warm. Avery laughed nervously. "That's vague." "I know who you are, Avery Morgan." His voice remained calm, but something beneath it made her skin prickle. "Assistant editor at Veridian Publishing. Twenty-six years old. Lives alone. Coffee addict. Bad habit of biting your lower lip when you're nervous." She immediately stopped biting her lip. What the hell? Her heart pounded harder. "How do you know all that?"

“You overestimate yourself and that is going to end up getting you killed. Delilah, I'm giving you this warning because you are standing against a man who knows how to play his game and cards very well.” “No,” I agreed, lifting the vial. “But he’s a wolf. And wolves don’t fall with reason. They fall with instinct. And once this is in my blood, his instincts will scream one thing…” I met my father’s eyes and smiled coldly. A smile that did not reach my eyes, but it was one that I was proud of. I had learned to make people fall for that smile. “That I’m his mate.” Giovanni tilted his head. “All because of scent?”

Lance answers. I thought I heard his bike, but the screaming drowned out the roaring of his bike. I watch as Everly walks out with Jenna and Zya. I am not sure what they put in the water in this group's neighborhood, but whatever, it made all these women gorgeous. Zya is a few inches taller than Tianya and Kylynn, around 5’6”. Her long curly, chocolate-brown hair ends at the top of her ass. What sets Zya apart from others is her striking bright green-blue eyes. She inherited those from her father. Everything else she got from her mother, including her caramel skin tone. Her mother is a full-blood Samoan and is beautiful. Drew was wise to snatch Zya up when he did. Jenna plops down by Lance a

“Jai is the second son of Alpha Leander and Luna Sara, making him my second cousin. Jai is a homebody and also a master horseman. He’s kind yet strong and dominant when he needs to be due to his Beta status. “Jai has been waiting for his mate since he was a child. It’s all he ever went on about when he was little,” Adam chuckles. “Of course, he’s a hybrid like the rest of us, but he’s also part banshee-like his mother, actually making him a tribrid.” I swallow hard. I didn’t know banshees were real! I always thought they were just something I read about in fairytales. But then I should have known better; humans read about our world in books yet don’t believe it. Typical.

He hated to end his men but it’s unacceptable to allow betrayal to happen and go scot-free. The man was known as the baddest motherfucker in the whole of California so Pete Haley, the old fool had a lot of balls stealing from him, trying to sell him out. The man felt that it was such a shame that the traitor died without giving him the Flash drive he needed, the bastard wanted to sell the MC out. Anyway, he has a daughter,’ the man thought with a sinister laugh. He was sure that there was only one person that would have the key and that person is the traitor’s daughter, “Stephanie Haley.”

I say, and he smirks. "You sought me out, Adahleene." He tsks, and I freeze. "I didn't. Leave." I say, mind reeling. "Easy," He says, hands crossed, with a persistent smile. "Before you call your sugar daddy, listen to me. I am Wilder, and you did seek me out, Flower. A part of you, your mind recognized it, and falted, seeking me out, hence, here I am." I stare at him, saying nothing, hoping he explains what this is, or I'll scream bloody murder, faster than he can say Flower.

She had long black hair that touched her waist and that was all most people had seen of her. But, some people had seen than that. They had seen her fingers and her nails which were always painted black and were always covered by gloves. Some had seen her eyes which were always surrounded by black shades of eye shadow and her lips that seemed blacker each time you looked at it. But, none had noticed those bright blue irises that sparkled whenever she smiled. Neither had anyone seen her smile. They all knew her name and all she did but most of them would never recognize her if she wore a color other than black. She was Jade Adler, the Gothic troublemaker who had almost burned down the school d

Bisila snapped, trying to catch his attention. "Hi," he replied, his voice deep and gruff. "Tell us already, what happened at Bradley's?" urged a blonde man who’d taken a seat nearby. "Has anyone heard about Andrew James Jr.?" a tall, bold man interrupted. "John James's son? The one who went to England ten years ago?" the blonde guy asked, curiosity piqued. "Yeah, he's coming back in two days. And he’s bringing his wife. Supposedly a beautiful musician from England. What was her name again?"

JJ shows Daniel into my mother’s sitting room. “Hi Mr Fields, please call me Lily.” I narrow my eyes at JJ who blushes. I should really take what I can get, at least Lillian is not, Miss Blackwood. I shake Daniel’s outreached hand. “I wouldn’t be comfortable with Lily; may I call you Miss Blackwood?” he asks politely “No, you may not” his eyebrows shoot up in surprise, “Okay. Lily.” I smile. “This is Lucas Craven.” “Mr Craven is fine.” I narrow my eyes and roll my eyes at Luke. Men! JJ starts to leave.

Patrick said readily. “I want to acquire Wolfenden Corp. I hope you can assist me,” Wilson said sternly. “Besides, there seems to be a powerful being protecting the Wolfendens. Even the five fighters from my Team Sabertooth are no match for him. I hope that the Allens can send a few good fighters to get rid of him for me.” Patrick was a little bit surprised when he heard what Wilson said. “Really? There is such a person in Wolfenden Corp.?” “Yes,” Wilson replied coldly. “He’s called Kayson Yarde! He’s a highly achieved fighter. I hope you can treat him more seriously, Sir Allen.