Kinsley Wyatt Novels & Stories

If I leave it blank, they’ll ask more questions, I’ll just give the basics, and then maybe they won’t pry too much. Former pack- Cedar Falls, Blood Oak. Family Ranking - Beta/Warrior. Family in other packs- none. Wolf Color- gray. There were more questions about family and contacts and about our desires for the pack and such but this was enough. Looking around the room I see Beta Grayson introducing the three other shifters that came to Clear Creek with me to their sponsors. A geeky-looking guy named Steve was to work in the tech security division, a sweet and shy gal name Suzie was to be kitchen staff, and a douche kid named Kyle was going to the accounting department. Kyle was friends with

What did she want from me? My dad's name is Chansey Slate, he is Beta to our Alpha, Brock Landon. My father is married to Rebecca Slate, and I have a brother named Tyler, who is my twin. We look like complete opposites. I have dark brown hair, his is raven black, which I envy, to be honest. He's darker-skinned toned than I am. He's extremely well built, meaning he's super muscular for his age, since he is always working out! And I mean working out all the damn time, just like his arrogant best friend, Blake.

I am Jensen Daniels, the biggest name in New York aside from Joseph King. “This isn’t a request Jensen. It is an order. You may run shit in New York but it is because I allow it. I am still the boss here and you will follow my orders while you are here. Do I make myself clear?” I was furious, but I would need Mike’s help if I wanted to take Joseph down. “Fine. I will come for her in the morning. Make sure she is ready.” I turned and stormed out of the room and out to my car. I drove to the safe house that I would be staying at with Lynn. Jacob and Dillion had already gotten the house set up with the help of some of Mike’s men. They had installed new cameras all over the house and the grounds

’ “You know about it? That’s fine, I won’t have to hide it anymore then! My Aunt York is from the Yorks in South Light. I’m her sweetheart—if you dare touch me, she will take your life!” Wyatt raised his head proudly. There was no way that Harvey would lay a finger on him after this; even the Zimmers had to obey whatever Aunt York wanted. Harvey was nothing to him. “Try it! Lay a finger on me again!” Wyatt arrogantly tried to provoke Harvey once more. Meanwhile, Tyson was speechless. ‘Was this man kept inside for too long? Has he gone mad?’ ‘Provoking Harvey under such circumstances, does he not fear death?’ “As you wish,” Harvey said lightly as he aimed another kick at Wyatt, almost breakin

LYRA I sit in the back of the SUV, watching the trees blur past like green smudges on a canvas, but I’m not really looking at them. I’m too busy contemplating whether it’s too late to fling the car door open and hurl myself into the woods. Death by wolf-speed escape or dramatic forest collapse sounds preferable to whatever fresh hell awaits me at Zane Wynter’s doorstep. Alpha Asshole, King of Brooding, the musclebound enigma with ridiculous self-control, and gold eyes that make my spine shiver in all the wrong, and maybe a few of the right, ways.

Wyatt cursed softly beneath his breath. “Are you trying to kill me?” he asked in a pained voice. The strained sound of it made my pulse race wildly. I buried my face briefly against his shoulder, inhaling his scent again. My body instantly relaxed further against him. This was dangerously bad. Still, there was one thing I needed to know. “How did you actually know?” I asked quietly against his ear. His entire body seemed to tense slightly at the closeness. Then his grip on my waist tightened. “It was easy,” he murmured. “Alexandria Hyde of the Twin Peaks Pack.”

"By the way, How is your work going?...I heard the paycheck for a cleaner at Roberto's Luxury Empire is even higher than the salary of a director at other companies?" Christiana asked, her face etched with bewilderment. "Very funny, but it's true...My boss Wade Roberto is really doing a good job when it comes to the staff welfare." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully. "What about Seth Nathaniel, when are you guys planning to do the wedding?" Vicki's voice was laced with a mixture of concern and empathy. Daisy Hunter found the question disturbing as she furrowed her eyes in bewilderment and stared at Vicki before managing to say, "We haven't fixed a date yet, we're both occupied with work at

Several men flocked to one of the Lycans who had made it big in the movies, wanting to get a picture and be able to claim to know him. Wyatt walked out into the large open meadow with the other Hunters from the Crystal River Pack. He was the youngest of the eleven Hunters that he had traveled with. Being the son of an Alpha, the only son of an Alpha, he was used to a lot of attention from the she-wolves. His height, bright green eyes and short dark mahogany hair were inherited from his mother. The caramel coloring and easy temperament came from his father. At seventeen, he stood just under seven feet and could see over most of the crowd.

Through the gaping hole, in stepped one heavy black boot on a well-muscled leg, followed by another and there he was; It was Wyatt. The shock of seeing him took my breath away. He was somehow even more handsome than the last time I’d seen him back in Philadelphia. He was shirtless, showing off his sculped torso and impressive six-pack. Blood soaked his face, chest and hair and his piercing blue eyes searched the room wildly. He looked like a vengeful, pillaging viking warrior and, in that moment, I found myself in awe of the Alpha I had been so desperate to leave behind.

Lake said. We had finally reached the cars when Lake asked, “So how do i know who’s in charge?” I laughed “it’s quite simple, Jaymeson has the accent, wyatt is autistic and karter is the biggest flirt you’ll ever meet.” I left Lincoln out. there was no need to scare her. She just nodded trying to take in all the information.