Kendra Summers Novels & Stories

Before Jaxon could answer, a familiar voice shouted from outside, “Get out here, lazy bones!” I didn’t even need to look — that tone was unmistakable. Kendra. Seconds later, the front door swung open and she stepped in, hands on her hips, sunglasses perched dramatically on her head. “You two have been back for like one day and you’re already turning into couch potatoes.” I laughed. “We literally just got off a flight yesterday!” Kendra rolled her eyes, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Excuses. Anyway, Ava’s throwing this summer afternoon thing — you know, drinks, music, maybe a pool. Everyone’s coming. You’re not skipping.”

Ryan break this pictu- My eyes get terrifically wide as I see the playboy swimsuit calendar on his table. The girl in the bikini is Kelly Clawford, the model I slept with last week. Is he into girls? Is he straight? I ask myself. My wolf is swimming in jealousy, envying the calendar bikini girl. Ryan, tear this calendar and that dog's picture, break all the computers and tables. Dakota screams in my head. "I have an extra if you like it this much." I knew who said that because my heartbeats instantly fasten hearing his smug voice. I turn my head, glaring at my mate. Does this human even know who I am?

I asked before I reached for my phone that was under my pillow. Kendra turned from where she was standing and looked at me, “I have a busy day ahead, might be home late” she said before she hung her large handbag and onto her shoulder and walked towards the door quickly. “I’ll be performing in Edinburgh tonight” I said as I leaned back against my pillow, getting her attention almost instantly. She stopped and looked at me, “And…” she said before she slipped her phone into the back pocket of her jeans, making her eyes fall on her sexy behind.

I looked at Keane, who was leaning up against the railing, his eyes still pinned on where she last stood. “Feel better?” I asked. “You wanted to catch her, and we did.” Keane said nothing for a long moment, but Teague spoke up. “I see your obsession with her, man.” He whistled between his teeth. “Those fucking legs go on for days.” “She’s a beauty,” I agreed, imagining running my hands through that dark, color-streaked brown hair. “A fighter, too. Why is she here?” “Dunno,” Keane said finally. “Since that last nurse bitch Malorie got fired, I haven’t been able to get into student files.”

“The door isn’t locked. Come in.” He opened the door to find Kendra in front of her laptop, typing some notes. She was taking classes at the local community college to study to become an accountant when she wasn’t busy looking after Elara. Damien cleared his throat, and Kendra turned around to face him. “What?” Kendra asked. “Is that any way to greet your Alpha?” “Should I roll out the red carpet for you or something? Is that what you expect?” Kendra asked, not even bothering to get up from her chair.

"You sound like his press secretary." "I don't know what that is." "Someone whose job is to make powerful men sound reasonable." Celeste caught her eye in the mirror. "You'd be good at it." Kendra felt the corner of her mouth move despite herself. "Something to consider." "Is that what you want? When your contract is up?" Celeste asked it lightly, genuinely curious, no weight behind it. Contract. Celeste had decided in the first week that Kendra was seasonal staff — a girl from a southern pack on a year's placement. Kendra had not corrected her. It was the most useful misunderstanding she had.

One was an angel, and the other was the evil twin. She just finished dancing. Her denim ripped short pulled up, showing the viewers of her long shaped legs and a piece of gorgeous round arse. She sat back in front of the screen, making her warm and seductive eyes shone on the camera. I was one hundred percent it was Westley. Her hair right now was a wig. It didn’t look lively on the screen. She was using contact lenses, and this time, it was gray. Sindy Kate was typing an answer to her viewers.

Both had short bob haircuts and healthy complexions. They did resemble each other, but without my supervision, Lauren’s figure had softened noticeably. By contrast, Kendra stood tall and straight, which only made Lauren look more gaudy. “You’re wrong. Kendra is a professor at Hightide University,” I said, smiling brightly as I held Kendra’s hand. “And we’ve been classmates since middle school. I’ve liked her since I was fourteen. She’s been in Kerberos all these years and only returned last month.” Lauren’s face immediately fell.

She nodded towards Kendall, leaning on a pillar a few distances from us. Kendall bared his teeth, and Linda snarled back at him. "Lowlife, I wasn't talking to you. And when did you start answering for Winter? You should stay out of it because I won't promise you won't get hurt if you keep poking your nose where it doesn't belong!" Summer snapped. "You do not scare me, Summer Marvel. And you are rather the low life because I am a Delta. What are you? Nothing!" Linda boasted. She smirked as Summer narrowed her eyes.

she raises her voice, calling the attention of people who are sitting next to us. But this feisty woman surely doesn’t give a damn about them her image, or even my reputation. Kendra Higgins, known as K, is Avery’s best friend, her number one protector. So I guess I can understand why she is doing this. “Kendra, why are you asking me that?” at some point I want to escape the awkward confrontation if possible. If there’s someone I’ll be talking about this, that’s not her, it should be Avery. But she won’t back down easily.