Jon Ygritte Novels & Stories

His eyes turned a deep shade of yellow, his wolf howling and growling before he attacked the elders, killing them mercilessly, and without remorse. He managed to kill nine or ten elders before his body hit the ground, a gun was shot on the back of his head. Nathan froze at the sound of the bullet being fired before he nodded at the men to pull out their own weaponry. Carter handed Nathan his own gun, and taking a step back, I put a hand on Jade’s shoulder, not wanting her to get caught in the ambush.

As Grey’s birthday ended, and it turned out great; the next day, his grandfather returned back to Bellary. During the rest of the spring break, Grey’s friends stayed with him in his house. They spent the rest of the remaining weeks of spring break at Grey’s old hometown. Grey’s old hometown is located near Bellary city where you can see the magnificent view of the two large mountains in the opposite direction. Grey’s hometown, Nauyan town is located at the bottom of the mountain where a large lake is located.

I was indeed curious as to what the color displayed but decided to settle my curiosity down for a while! After putting on my grey Scottish skirt, a white long-sleeved shirt, and a red tie, I was directed to a big classroom where I met Egor: “Hey, short thing. Looks like we’ll be stuck together for a while!” He called out referring to our uniforms. He was wearing grey slacks with a blue blazer, and I’ll admit it, he looked really good. Plus he was already such a looker himself and the attire just added up to the mix. He was a giant 6-foot guy with bulky arms and very grey eyes. he had naturally tanned skin with thick black curls that he wore like a crown on his head! He was really the type of

He sounded very unimpressed and, as usual, bored, "Mr. Minnette had showed me his designs today for one of his clients." I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion, feeling frown lines etch themselves onto my forehead, "I'm sorry but I'm not sure I know who you're speaking of." He sighed in what sounded liked deep frustration, voice turning deeper as he said, "Jaxon Minnette, ring any bells?" Face palming myself due to my stupidity, I quickly said, "Oh, what about his designs?" "He had mentioned that you had helped him with it," Gunnar mused in what sounded like disbelief.

he said before leaving the poor man grieving for his son's sudden death. Indeed, the legend was true. Alpha Cyrus is a walking danger, a death threat he is.

Why don’t you try stamping on his fine leather shoes next or snatching the Rolex off his wrist and smashing it off the ground? His lips pursed, he fixed me with a cold, hard glare. “Yes, that’s me, grotty Greyson, also known as grimy Greyson, Greyson Smelliot and Smelly Elliot. I tend to go by Greyson or Mr Elliot these days. You can call me Mr Elliot. I assume we went to school together?” “Zoe, Zoe Smithson.”

I took the laptop up to my room and closed the door behind me. I accessed my email and opened the John Gold file again. He was five foot ten inches, with light brown hair. He was short for a man and his personality showed his affliction. He had short man syndrome. He wasn’t in terrible shape but he could be in better shape. He was filthy rich, exclamation on the filthy part and the surprising factor, I was friends with his son, Robert Gold.

I saw her swallow her saliva as if she was excited but at the same time, she was also nervous. "You want me to suck your dick?" Kissa asked and a smile gets even wider on Johnny's lips and then he nodded softly in response. Johnny leaned against the railings and motioned to Kissa to start worshipping his body. "I want you to worship my body, babe. I want your saliva all over my body." Johnny commanded with a sly smile on his lips. I couldn't help but stare at Johnny's muscular body. I don't want to admit it but I also don't wanna lie, Johnny is so handsome that he can be a high-fashion, editorial, or commercial model, selling a handsome face like Johnny is just an easy peasy thing to do. I t

I whirled ready to lash out at whoever it was, only to stop dead when I saw who it was, He was something straight out of a fantasy novel, he had this slight tan thing going for him, and the tux he wore did nothing to hide how toned his body was, I had to tilt my head backwards a bit to get a good look at his face, he had honey brown eyes and a very defined jawline and Dark hair, I’d have really hated it if he were blonde, no offense to my mother.

A heavy, calloused fist collided with Calista’s frame, slamming her onto the wooden chair. A sharp groan escaped her lips as she collapsed forward. Standing above her, her father, Jake, watched with a twisted smirk as blood welled from her wounds. “I love hurting you, do you know that?” he murmured, his voice dripping with malice. “It satisfies me, gives me chills, reminds me of just how much strength I still have left in my system, even at my age.”