Jen Royce Novels & Stories

-Just turned 19 -Born in Black Oak Pack -Mother Deceased, No Father Listed on Birth Certificate -Entered TRTC at age 15 -Completed Highschool Education And BS in Accounting at the same time No major leads there. The lack of family history is a bit peculiar. Immediately after his mother's death, he showed up at TRTC with the Black Oaks Alpha….. Alpha Raymond dropping him off personally. Why does that name sound familiar? I mind linking Jace to see if he’s free. I need his digital tracking and hacking skills. “Bro, you free to come over to my room?” “You’re not my type” he responds.

"Oh yeah. Please, go ahead." I sighed in relief and sat beside him. "Thanks." He sneaked another look at me. "You're...You're Riley Monroe..." "Let me guess. You know me because of my mother." "N-no, also because... because you're like…really pretty." His face turned red. Well, that's new. I chuckled. "Thanks. What's your name?" "Roy...Roy Jones." "Nice to meet you, Roy. Oh, you've got peanut butter on the corner of your mouth."

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

I murmured, “Is he an elemental?” “I know your secret, Ryu. You’re weak, unable to live without those skits you put in your drawer. I have destroyed every single one of them; what will you do knowing you wouldn’t be able to live long?” Kyle held a grin on his face. “My life doesn’t depend on someone like you. You’re a Gamma, and you need to know that you’re below me in the ranking.” “I’m going to change that. I’m going to take the throne and show this imposter you call your personal maiden that she is to bow to me and not you.”

“Still stable. Still unconscious. But this is normal with the blood loss he had. He’ll wake when his body’s ready.” I nodded, but my chest didn’t loosen. My phone buzzed. Unknown number. I stepped into the hallway before answering. “Salvatore.” A familiar voice came through the line. “Ricci.” Juan. My spine straightened. “What do you want?” “I’m calling about a truce,” he said. “I didn’t approve what Hector did. I didn’t sanction the attack. I’m working on getting a location on him.” I didn’t say anything. Juan continued, “I know you don’t trust me. You shouldn’t. But I’m not stupid enough to take on the Riccis and the O’Connells together. Hector acted alone. I want to make that clear.”

Kade growls warningly but the blonde just laughs. "Don't be like that, I just thought you'd like to know who's going to be looking after your mate when you're dead." Kade turns towards him and the guy just lifts a gun, pointing it straight at my forehead and carries on talking as though he isn't. "I'm Jeff by the way. You've got to tell me, is she a good fuck? I've seen you two at it a couple of times and I've got to say, she looks like she knows what she's doing. I don't mind a bit of dominance between the sheets. I'm thinking she could ride me all night long, what do you reckon?"

☆DON LUCAS ROYECE POV☆ Hey ! Wanna know more about me keep a deep view into my biography ... It's me DON LUCAS ROYECE aged 29 years old I'm the leagal heir of Great Royece royal family traced its brith in the Regan dynasty of Y country south sector...since 11 th century BC .

She leaned on the counter, “You kissed me in an elevator and I kissed you back as a consenting adult. I understand you but I need you to not disappear into your screens and pretend that nothing happened.” How could she understand him when he didn’t understand himself? When Christiana– no he wouldn’t go there. “For the record, I would give you an eight out of ten. Do better.” With that she walked out smiling to herself. In the hallway she heard the deep rumble of his startled laugh. God she was stupid. Royce leaned back at the counter staring at the space before him. In the past few weeks his private life has been a series of unexpected changes. From the pitching to the dress change and to th

He added that, which made me feel scared as I could see how much Mitch's expression changed. "You won't be playing either, and I already know it's my fault. What more do you want from me?" Mitch said that with a calm tone even though he looked irritated. That's right, Royce won't be able to play because he injured his arm, and now he's wearing a cast. We're just glad that he didn't get any more injury, but, sadly, he couldn't play for the team like this. It can't be helped; it was an accident.

A hand landed on my shoulder and I jerked shaking it off. Dad was standing beside me looking at me with anger. "Huh?" I spoke in confusion as I looked at the priest and then my fiancé who looked furious. Why?….. "Do you Sapphire Ronaldo take James Russo as your lawfully wedded husband?" The priest repeated for second time. I stilled on my place. The breath knocked out of my chest. I thought I escaped him….but it was all an illusion….