Love Island Slade Novels & Stories

Elise tried to push him off, but he pulled her down onto a chair and began giving her a teasing cowboy ride. The women squealed and clapped while Elise covered her face in embarrassment. In a corner, Isla leaned against the wall, watching the women laugh, especially Priya, who wore the brightest smile Isla had ever seen as she clapped at one of the stripper’s bold moves. She couldn’t help but smile. She loved Priya, and she wished the very best for her. She didn’t want her to make the same mistake she had; to confuse love for stability and end up feeling locked in a cage during what was supposed to be the happiest moment of her life.

His dark eyes narrowed. Sade turned, smirking. “Adamo Rossi, meet Shane, Isla’s husband. You know, the one Marco was screwing?” Adamo’s brows lifted. “Oh. Oh.” He exhaled, then nodded. “Damn.” Shane chuckled, standing. “I’ll leave you two to your night.” “You good?” Adamo asked Sade. “Ecstatic.” Shane shook his head, laughing. “I think I’ll take you up on that therapy suggestion, Sade.”

"You tell me, Slade. Which of those was a simple misunderstanding?" A collective gasp went through the surrounding elders. Slade staggered back a step, as if struck by an invisible hammer. "And now you call this love? Slade, your love is a bit too costly. It's lethal. A price I cannot afford." "I know. I was a blind, arrogant bastard. But I'm begging you, Eloise, don't leave me. My wolf is dying without you. It needs you." "It doesn't need me," I corrected him, my voice devoid of all emotion.

It wasn’t clear if he knew exactly what he was doing or if instinct alone drove him. In my mind, Era stirred, a low, contented purr resonating through her very being at this unexpected intimacy with the Lycan who held such a powerful sway over her primal instincts. ‘Zela,’ my wolf sighed softly in my mind. “His name is Slade. And he feels so right. He whispers of love, even though our mate bond has faded. He is so breathtakingly handsome, Zela, I yearn to keep him close, to feel his presence always.’

Slade said, dropping some papers on the table and sitting down. “I’m dying! What happened today,” Juliet said, practically leaping out of her seat. Everyone looked at me, but I looked at Slade. “Seems daddy dearest hates Halsey’s new boyfriend, like with an undying passion. He had his own people leak the marriage without our consent because he wants to force Halsey to leave him and get back with Trey. Because of his fame and bank account Mr. Comstock is apparently a better option,” Slade said, rolling his eyes.

She snapped at Tasha. "Tasha, how can you talk to your dad like that? Apologize, now!" Tasha rolled her eyes and unwillingly muttered a stiff, "Sorry." Laura Heptinstall, Sharon's best friend, couldn't help commenting, "Alright, alright. We get it. You two are in love. No need to show off. Why yell at the kid?" Sharon shot her a look, clearly proud. "Please. You're just jealous I have such a handsome, thoughtful husband. I'll show off all I want. I'm a proud wife. I could show him off a million times a day."

Sam said. “Well, we still have five more bedrooms to fill,” Slade said and I laughed as Sam glared at him. “And then you’ll be doing the cooking and laundry while I play Beta,” Sam said. “Okay, okay, no more pack members,” Slade said and held his hands up in surrender. “Do you know the name of your future girlfriend yet?” I asked Slade as we all sat down at the table. “What girlfriend?” Leon asked. “Pretty, dark brown hair, golden brown eyes, legs for days and the center of Rick’s attention,” Slade said and Sam threw a piece of broccoli at his head.

“I... maybe the problem was me. How could I love the man who had kidnapped me and cleared out my pack forever... but at least he let me live? I thought there had been a reason, I thought I was special to him. I had been so young, and he was handsome and charming in every manner. He was just the type ever girl wanted, but he wanted me. I couldn’t understand why, but at some point I stopped thinking, at some point I stopped trying to understand him, instead I fell for him. We were making progress; he was changing for me until... he brought in Freya as his mate. That’s when the true torments started.” I remembered Slade telling me how he had broken her by giving her hope, making her fall for hi

“You know what you can not do? You can not force me to marry a man who ripped away my heart and pissed on it. You promised me forever then told me to leave the next day after I was nearly killed. You can not play with my feelings. You can not just use me because you can. While you were fucking your wife, do you know what I was doing? I was worried and stressed, trying to find a way to get back to you. I could barely even eat because I missed you. I couldn’t sleep. And when I missed my period you weren't there. When I did find money to leave I was puking my lungs out in the bus for two days because your baby suddenly hates motion. But I pushed on because all that mattered was getting to you.

she said, as she got started. I nearly snorted. Corey would totally be down for a threesome but the redhead? Ehh doubtful. “Slade is their manager, I’m marrying my best friend who happens to be their manager,” I said, nodded. That’s right. Slade isn’t defined by Feisty, I won’t believe that. I can’t. He’s gonna change my life? I’m gonna change his life, and show him there’s so much more than work. Says the workaholic.