Leave Jiren To Me Novels & Stories

Rena’s pack, that skank’s pack, Alpha Nova’s and Leila’s. Leila’s pack wolves step back in two lines, and a woman with medium black hair tied in a ponytail and blue eyes struts towards us. “Ah, here comes the Eroz bitch.” Irene mutters. For some reason, she does not like Leila. Not that I care. She’s just a means for me to win this war. Joshua “She’s hot. Look at those bouncing tit—” “Can you stop being a perv for one second?” Irene spats at him, the jealousy clear in her voice.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

Ares asks as Ahren grins. “Naughty…” He says before Renji grins at me. “Congrats on your win, Lycan Princess.” He says teasingly. “Please, don’t call me that.” I groan, realising Aleric and Charlotte had left. “Ah yeah, snake delicacy, right?” Jayce smirks. I try to smack him, but he dodges. “Ass. Urgh, for once I just want to go home and curl up with Malevolent and sleep.”