Mckenzie Rae Romane & Geschichten

I walk over to the keg and am intercepted by Mackenzie who is wearing the most outrageous neon pink bikini top with triangles that are at least 3 sizes too small for her boobs. “Hi Monroe!” “Hello.” “You know, I bet you think you’re so special. Everyone around here acts like you shit rainbows but I hope you’re aware that it won’t last. You’re shiny and new and mysterious, but that’ll go away and I’ll still be at the top of the food chain.” I walk around her and start filling my cup from the keg and say, “Alright, Mackenzie. Whatever helps you sleep at night.” “I bet you haven’t slept with him yet have you?”

I told her and gave her Briana then I went to the suite. I was right, when I entered the suite, Rayne was still straightening her hair and she did not have any makeup on. I went to take a shower then I got dressed. I saw Rayne putting on a knee-length black dress with red flowers on it. She looked so elegant and beautiful. What did I do in my life to be blessed with this masterpiece of a woman? "Ready?" I asked her when I saw her checking herself in the mirror. She nodded her head and walked over to me, "you look gorgeous," I mumbled.

The female giggles and I stare cautiously at her. It takes me a moment to realize it's Sarah Mckenzie! She is dressed in punk clothings and her make up is smeared across her face. She takes the the curly red wig off her head, flings it at the door and lay her weight on my bed and in no time, her soft snores fills the air. Her purse is at her side, and I grab hold of it, unzip it and rummage through it before I finally find a fake ID. On the ID is a twenty-one years old Penelope Macklemore with curly red hair.

he said as he stood up. I nodded and watched as Brax left the room. Picking up the book, I opened it again I knew that it would take Brax a little while to sort things out so we could spend the day together, so what was the harm in reading a little more? Flicking through the pages, I noticed something: a name that stood out on the page; in bold letters, RYKER was written on the page. It read. Today, my first child was born—a boy. He will grow to be strong and brave. My son RYKER will become the Alpha of this pack.

And she closes the door. Maybe I’ll have more luck with the omegas. They can’t deny me as easily as the Alpha’s daughters can. I knock on the door of MacKenzie, the one who I added to Liberty’s team during the trials. After the trials MacKenzie requested to be reassigned and she is now assigned to Mother. MacKenzie’s door cracks open. I can see the night chain. “Prince Hartley?” she asks, sounding surprised. “Hi MacKenzie I wanted to know how you’re doing,” before MacKenzie can answer I smell her; Candy.

McKenzie, adorned with her elegant long dress, sat herself on the sofa elegantly. Like a dearly adored princess of bygone times, her fair arms positioned themselves on the harp. She was so otherworldly that she was like a well-cared-for white lily. McKenzie raised her eyes to throw a look of challenge at Charmine. Charmine was speechless at this, and in the back of her mind, she so badly wanted to sing a song named 'Actor' for her. McKenzie's fingers, with nails painted a faint lavender color, then stretched out and gently plucked at the strings.

Like the smell of ammonia in a school laboratory. Now, I am beside my father. The wolf king, the leader of a very strong army and is respected by all its members. He stood very proudly. It felt a little contrary to me who looked weak for sure. I looked down for a moment, paying my respects to him. Then the two guards again pressed me to stay under you kneeling in front of him. I just obeyed. Perhaps, this is a series of rituals they are doing now. “You, Meghan, the successor to the Moon Goddess lineage. Protecting all the energy possessed by him. You are a warlord, leader of the greatest and invincible army. Tonight, I make you a Queen of the Lithi group."

“He said Madame Mckenzie wants you to join the party. She doesn’t want you running frantically around the grand ballroom like most organizers do.” “Oh?” I cocked a brow, “did she say that?” I honestly was surprised. Mr. Ross is Ms. Mckenzie’s talent manager and I know for a fact that whatever the star actress wants, the manager grants it. It is only unfortunate that she wants me to join the party instead of doing my job. Yeah, I called it unfortunate because I would rather find myself at the backstage than in a table sitting and chit-chatting people higher than my class. “Yes, and he said that she said that you should sit in the table near the wedding cake, ” continued Ericka.

"Caden Gallen, Kaiya Wilson, Gretchen Everton ....and finally…." I wondered who else could qualify to be here and then I got the shock of my life. "Maeve Edgar."

Mackenzie says as she walks over Mackenzie was one of those girls who only wore black and smoked and stuff. She is a great friend to Amber-Rose and me and always makes sure we don't follow her lead and start smoking and stripping as she does. Yup, she's a stripper too. Any guy would want Mackenzie, she had confidence and self-assurance and she's a little rude. Her body was the perfect hourglass every girl wanted. Her hair was wavy and black and she was very beautiful.