Larry Stylinson Novels & Stories

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

Jasper pushed Larry aside and strode toward Destiny Restaurant. Although Larry's family was pretty much on par with that of Jasper's, the latter was the cream of the crop among the wealthy heirs of Steinberg. He had been a martial arts champion from childhood to university and had even been the kickboxing champion of the entire state three times consecutively. Even 100 Larrys would not be a match for Jasper. Larry sneered as he watched Jasper walk off. Baldie threw away the cigarette stub in his hand and asked, "Mr. Larry, are we doing it tonight?"

Larry wanted to shout but he became weaker and he lost his consciousness finally. Larry didn't return after a long time and Ruby became worried and followed him to the toilet. But when she reached to the toilet, people stopped her. "Miss, this is the gents room and yours is over there." "No, my son told me that he is going to toilet and he didn't come back after a long time." "Miss, do you mean, a little boy maybe at the age of seven in a light blue shirt with jeans?" A bald man with tattoos on his hands asked her.

The guy was dressed in a red wine shirt and a blue jeans, and he was the same guy who called to inform Darhl about the fact that Larry was dead. Darhl was about to say something when the doors to the meeting room opened and a dishevelled looking Larry came sauntering inside. Everyone all turned to look at him, and he just raised his right hand and waved it as if to say don't even bother asking because I also have no idea what just happened. He moved swiftly to the empty seat and sat down before saying hi to Darhl. Larry is the only vampire who doesn't bow to Darhl which made the other vampires envy him because he was not even a born vampire, yet he has a status that was higher than that of a

I fix myself. We park and exited the car. We enter the elevator and go to the 12th floor of the building. "Mr. Brooklyn!" An old man shouted. Hilary's dad and the old man bro hug each other and shake hands. "Here's my daughter Hilary." I bowed and shake hands. "And here's my son, Richard." A five-foot and nine inches tall guy wearing a mask extends his hand. I shake hands with him. "So let's talk about the wedding?" My eyes almost got out in my eye socket. "WEDDING!?"