Kenley Pope Novels & Stories

Yes Enzo has made my womanhood feel things that I’m curious about exploring but he had no rights. “He’s wrong, I am hungry,” I told her, I’m not even going to bother with explaining myself to anyone let them think what they want. Today I put myself in a box and conceal it, today I’m no longer myself. I'm Dwayne Isla Martagos daughter, a classy lady that doesn’t misbehave or speak her mind. She just smiles and agrees and does what she’s told, including meeting my fiancé. “What can I get for you?” Selma asked.

Chantelle is working at the coffee shop, and she sees a customer enter. She's surprised to see that it's Delcan, the handsome, wealthy man she met the other night. She feels a little flustered, but she tries to act cool and collected. As Delcan walks up to the counter, he says, "Hello, I'd like to order a coffee, please." He smiles at Chantelle, and she feels her heart skip a beat. She's nervous, but she tries to play it cool. "Sure thing," she says, and she starts making his coffee. Chantelle hands Delcan his coffee, and as he takes it, their hands touch briefly. They both look up, a little surprised by the contact. There's an awkward moment of silence, and then Delcan says, "Thanks for the

“He thinks he can play me?” Selene’s phone buzzed. Damon Security: Subject found. Kenneth Dunlap. Former homicide detective. Suspended 5 years ago. Wife deceased. One daughter — university student, 22. Lives alone on Brookline street. Selene’s smile returned, faint but vicious. “Oh, Kenneth,” she whispered. “You should’ve stayed retired.” She closed the message and walked into her dressing room, selecting a silk robe as the lights dimmed automatically. She ran her fingers over the edge of the vanity, then whispered to her reflection:

It will kill me and all my friends. Phelan pounced again. This time, Don brought Riptide up in a deadly arc. The hellhound disintegrated into dust and fur. He had prepared for this midnight of the moon, for he had the news already at hand. He could see More wolves surged forward—snakes and giants and telkhines—but the wolf roared at them, and they backed off, “One on one?” He called. “Just like old times?” Phelon's nostrils quivered. She seriously needed to keep a pack of Kleenex in her armor pocket because that nose was wet and red and pretty gross. She unstrapped her dagger and swung it around. It was beautiful in a harsh, I’m~going~to-gut~you~like~a~fish way. Each of its twin blades was

“What kind?” Before she could speak, the blond, Teague, stood up next to Keane. Muscles rippled and flexed beneath his white tee shirt, and it took me a moment to focus again on the words. “The game is called The Hunt,” he explained, drawing what looked like a half-empty bottle of wine from beneath his chair. He held it up and popped the cork, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Whatever the wine had to do with it, I could do it easily.

"I told you never to come here. What are you doing here? Now get the hell out." Dean's words anger me even more, and I chuckle as I look at him. "Really? Are you asking me to leave? I guess no one knows the truth yet, that the person they all call Luna is nothing but a second wife. Tell me, Dean, how would you feel if everyone found out that the lady standing here is a lycan Luna and that the child she gave birth to belongs to the lycan Alpha? I chose to stay silent all this time so as not to hurt you, but have you ever thought about how much you hurt me when you cast me aside? I waited, thinking you would come back to me and apologize, but all I got was silence and nothingness. You hurt me

He introduced Stacy to them. "It's nice meeting you, Chloe, Anita and Kimberly." Stacy said as she shook hands with them. "Same here." They replied. They moved to the other mates one after the other. All have grown much bigger, more handsome, beautiful and mature. Anita's eyes roamed around the party till it landed on who she's looking for. Kent. He was wearing a green shirt. He used his glasses as usual. Kent isn't that nerd they know him of. "I'm sorry, but I have to meet Kent. Chloe you can keep Kimberly company." Anita ran away not hearing their response.

Half an hour later, I walked into the kitchen and slammed a leaflet onto the kitchen worktop where Leo was kneading some pizza dough. "I thought I heard the printer. What's this?" he said, picking up the slip of paper. "Couples pregnancy yoga?" "It's too late to say no. I already signed us up," I said with a mischievous grin. For the last half an hour, I'd been using his computer to fill in our details and book ten sessions with a woman named Katrine.

K was unsure whether it was just because of shock or whether he was waiting for her to say anything more. She decided with the latter. She cleared her throat and figured to finally tell him everything about her. They're just little things, but it really mattered to her. She knows it meant the world to Jesse, too. "My full name is Kristen Noelle Miller," she started, her eyes were fixed on Jesse's the whole time. And as she uttered her full name, she literally saw his pupils dilate . "Noelle is my middle name, because I was born on Christmas day. I'm 24, so I'm four years younger than you." She feigned to cringe, grinding her teeth together. "So I'm kind of dating an older guy, ew."

Marcela was the first to open her mouth and ask lily, who was feebly leaning her body in Kelly's embrace. "It is just as you heard auntie, the child in Lily's belly is mine," Kelly said. He did not shy away nor was he afraid this will reflect badly on his reputation. He had already made up his mind that today, he must leave with this woman. There is no way he would accept her to heartbreak him and walk away unscathed. "Who are you?" Marcela asked coldly. "Hi auntie, I am Kelly Leonard Junior, alpha of Ash band pack." Kelly introduced himself.