Katie Bryce Novels & Stories

Bryce discovers his sexy stepmom is also a slut-wife. Enjoy.. ******* [All characters are 18-years or older.] (Part-1) Nineteen-year-old Bryce had no illusions about why his stepdad had married Brenda a year after his real mom had died in a car crash caused by a drunk driver. Brenda was beautiful, had a trim, athletic body with medium-sized natural tits, flat abs, and a gorgeous round ass. She was also sweet, funny, surprisingly intelligent, and at thirty-three was almost twenty years younger than the man who had helped to raise him after he and his mother had married ten years earlier. Brenda also fucked like a rabbit.

“How would you like your hair? I can do braids. I can braid it into a style, so you don’t have to do it anytime soon.” “That would be great.” It doesn’t slip by me that Kimber has changed the subject. It makes me more curious about Bryce’s wife. Maybe Kimber doesn’t want to talk about her because she hates that she left her brother. It’s none of my business, but I get a strange feeling about the situation. Bryce I finish my last consult and make my way to my office. I pass by Karen’s desk before entering my office. “There’s a surprise waiting for you in your office.”

"We are in the middle of a war, Bryce. I’m focused on the fortification of our borders." "Uh-huh. Right. Very noble," Bryce teased. "But I saw the way you looked at her during the meat pie incident. Don't lie to me. You’ve got the 'Do Not Disturb' sign already printed out, don't you?" Kyle felt the heat creep up his neck. "And you? I assume you’ll be 'fortifying the borders' with Jackie until sunrise?" Bryce’s grin turned wicked. "Let’s just say if the Coven tries to interrupt my night, they’re going to find out exactly why I’m the Beta. I’ve waited long enough for that girl."

He certainly just landed in a place that was far from what he was used to. He pushed away that thought. He reminded himself of the reason why he left his daughter alone in his town. “Yeah, please. I’m looking for Architect Wrylee?” “Which one? I’m Kayden Braxton.” He held his hand out. Bryce shook Kayden Braxton’s hand firmly. “Bryce—” “Ah, the infamous Bryce Chase.” He smiled knowingly. “Nice to meet you, man. Please come in.” Infamous? This man knew him?

"Bitch better than me! How is she better than me?!" This time Rae had apparently had enough of being insulted. She leaned over the table, closer to me as she stared Stephanie dead in the eyes and I could see that her normal blue-gray eyes were now ice-blue indicating her wolf's presence. "She is the Gamma female, she is the Beta female and my best friends!" She pointed to both Sam and Paulette without breaking eye contact. Then she points to herself. "As for me, well, this bitch, just happens to be the future Luna and Alpha Braxton's mate! I am better than you because I actually care about people and not who I can fuck to gain more power!"

The news turned Winster county mayorial candidates upside down; because right now Kate is the most popular person in Winster county. Stanley’s POV The campaign was hectic for me because she made me her campaign manager. We focused on reaching out to the youth in correctional facilities, women empowerment and environmental preservation. Before the election, Kate already has 70% of the polls. I have not had a good sleep since then, but I was very happy. This is one of the things I love doing. Helping Kate is like helping my brother and my family. Emma’s POV Two weeks from now is the election. Today I and Kate went out to eat. I took her to our rendezvous point to enjoy her favorite Italian cui

I can't have him in the same state just earlier. "Greetings, Luna and Alpha Coven." I jumped and almost stumbled back at the sudden appearance of a man wearing a blindfold right outside the carriage doors. It's a good thing Quinn was there to catch my back if he didn't have to run his mouth for an untold remark. "Told you." "I apologize for startling you. I am the Lycan King Caius's attendant, Beau." "Where's Raedan?" The guy beside me snaps causing me to glare at him.

Becky asked, she is Katie Clyde's uncle's third daughter. Katie grumbled “Becky, you think everyone is jobless, and well-fed by their parents, and they have nothing to do, but move around all day 'causing trouble” Becky rolled her eyes “Katie, I didn't force you to be poor, if you didn't kill your parents, you won't be suffering, and running around the streets of NY, serving people, and that slave deal you signed with the pizza delivery company also, won't have happened”

She answered. Chantelle, I need you to get ready for the party. "Don't tell me you've forgotten that today's is Damien birthday". Rosemary said. "No ma'ma I can't forget" . Chantelle said. We're expecting visitors in a few hours, and there's a lot to do." Chantelle looks up from the floor, her hands covered in soap suds. "What do you need me to do?" she asks. Her aunty continues, "You need to vacuum the living room, mop the kitchen floor, and set the table for dinner. " I believe you can handle that cause you've been doing it for years now". Rosemary said. I think the work will be much for me, please I'll be needing help. Chantelle said. "Will you shut it". Rosemary said. We've been feeding,

Kerry had never felt threatened by the other woman before, but for some reason, she didn't like the way she leaned over as if trying to give Kyle a better view of her inflated tits. Something must've given her discomfort away, or maybe it was the fact that Kyle, unlike most men, paid attention and had picked up on the slight. "Are you always this catty?" You could've blown Kerry over with a feather. He said it so calmly he might as well have been asking about the weather.