Larry Stylinson Wattpad Novels & Stories

Since Larry often made fun of Lola’s odd addiction toward male-to-male relationships in front of their mother. Soon after he logged into one of the computers, Larry quickly searched for Lea Silvermoon’s profile and found out some information about her past secret project in Lycanthropy. Unfortunately, a more detailed explanation of her research was classified. ‘Dang!’ The boy mentally complained since he needed more work to hack Silvermoon's database. After ten minutes of hacking, Larry finally found out about Lea’s secret project and her journal. He quickly copied the file and sent it to Martha. He sighed in relief after he pushed the send button, ‘done!’ he smiled gleefully, ‘Now, I can ha

", Larry replied with pride. That was the last straw! Lydia got up and ran to the stairs to lock herself in the room. "Are you happy now?" Mr. Larson asked Larry. "I won't be happy until she's out of here. Can't you see that this is a trick? Just when I'm not home, she plays you the part where she's a kind of damsel in distress?" "Stop looking for the little beast where there isn't one, son! Or don't tell me you're jealous ?!"

As far as he was concerned, Larry was lucky he tolerated his existence as a bastard. Chris was the sole heir to the Bartons, after all. Larry hesitated. He glared at Chris and quickly swallowed his pride when he saw the latter leaving. "Chris, please sign it!" Larry cringed as he begged. He felt humiliated and silently cursed Giselle for this. He couldn't do anything about Chris, but there was no way he would let Giselle off the hook. Chris didn't stop in his tracks. Larry called him again, his tone softening—almost groveling.

Larry licked his lips at the sight of her heavy breasts swaying beneath her. Larry stepped up to the edge of the bed behind Jill, she was at the perfect height. He saw that her pussy was dripping wet, she was obviously extremely turned on, despite her insistence that she swung the other way. Larry briefly considered eating her out, but he decided that as a lesbian she probably got that all the time, he was going to give her something else.

He was gone—because Larry made sure of it. He couldn’t allow someone like Ryan to stay near the girl he liked. Because deep down, he knew that if Ryan had stayed, Aria would’ve never picked him. So Larry stole everything—Ryan’s awards, his childhood sweetheart, even his closest friends. Anything Ryan had, he wanted to take. And now… was Ryan here for payback? Larry started to panic. “What are you trying to do?” he asked, his voice shaking now. Ryan looked at him without blinking. “Transfer the compensation to Aria as soon as possible. Or the headlines are only going to get worse.”

The more she drank, the clearer her mind and resolve became. She took her phone and made a call to Larry, her personal assistant. “I want the private contact details of Daniel Holston.” She ordered without a hint of politeness and hung up. Larry Bale was not only her personal assistant, but he was also her confidant and keeper of all her secrets. He also had a secret of his own. He loved her, one that he had kept to himself and never let another soul know. He hoped that she would one day turn around and notice him who was right beside her, waiting for her. But he knew this was a pipe dream. He was a realistic person and knew of her obsession for Chris.

“I was so scared, Alex. I thought you murdered her.” “I didn't.” He smiled. “I guess you don't have a clue about who your husband really is.” Larry said, walking in through the door, staggering in the process. He doesn't look like himself. I shook my head. “Dramatic?” Alex glared at him. “Do not start.” He warned, but Larry continued. Larry looked at me. Killing humans is no big deal to him. He bathed in the blood of humans. He was known as a beast who feeds only the flesh and blood of his prey.”

And then he stepped closer again, until the space between us vanished. “Keep lying to yourself, Lily. It’s cute.” I glared up at him, jaw tight. “Get out, Larry.” He didn’t move. Instead, he looked at the untouched part of the food on the plate, then at me. “Eat up. You’ll need the energy.” “Larry...” “I’ll be back,” he said with a wink, unlocking the door and stepping out. “And next time, kitten... no robes.” Then he shut the door behind him, leaving me breathless and furious and way too confused.

"Yes, your face looks dry. Is your man not satisfying you well? Do you want me to help with that?" "You, rascal!" "My name is not a rascal, you forget, my name is Larry." Larry pursed his lips and smiled as a shy Stella ran away with her head down. Such a woman won't submit to your intimidation; instead, she'll fight back until she either defeats you or you defeat her. So Larry told himself that he must conquer Stella. "What are you looking at?" Alex tapped Larry's shoulder. "Looking at Stella." Larry didn't hide it: "Are you done eating?"

"But I wanted to humiliate her publicly the same way she humiliated me publicly. I want to turn the whole world against her the same way she turned the whole world against me. I want to crush her career the exact way she crushed mine." "I know." She grins. "But isn't it a little more fun when you have the power to crush her and you keep threatening her with it for years?" A knock on the door puts a pause to the conversation. Lana opens the door wide for Larry. This is the first time I've met him in person. He's a cute tall guy with glasses. And Lana was right. He does smell like flowers. He walks in with another woman behind him, dragging her suitcase. She's a short woman with long wild hair