Mha Wind Guy Novels & Stories

"One of our oldest allies." "Luna Blackthorne-Maxwell," Margaret acknowledged with a respectful nod. "Your reputation precedes you. What you accomplished against the Northern Alliance was... impressive." "And terrifying to those who benefited from Northern Alliance operations," added a stern-looking man seated near the window. "Richard Hawke, Alpha of the Coastal Winds pack. We've been fielding calls from human authorities as well. Someone needs to explain the thirty-odd people who wandered out of the Montana wilderness with no memory of how they got there."

“Wow, Sera, there are so many trees around your neighborhood.” “Sera, how old do you think that tree is?” “Sera—” I brought my steps to a sudden halt. Valen was standing beneath that same old scholar tree right outside my apartment building. He had leaned down quite a bit, and there was a tiny, jagged nick on his jawline from shaving. The moment he caught sight of me, he took an instinctive step forward, only to freeze dead in his tracks. Then, his gaze locked onto Rain, who was standing right behind me. Rain was effortlessly wheeling a suitcase in each hand while carrying my bright pink backpack slung over his shoulders—a stark, completely ridiculous contrast against his entirely black stre

Chapter 50: Slimy Fish And Sharp Teeth The Outskirts Of Temperance, South Dakota... Roaring engines and the rapid sound of furious winds had been all Howler M.C. President Brick Kenneally could hear as he sped down the winding road with his gang behind him riding in formation. They were of the mind to keep riding given the short distance between Temperance, South Dakota, and Wyoming. Rooster had spoken of being in the area a while back and knowing a few places to lie low and take in the atmosphere before venturing into random towns and asking questions. He narrowed their travel down to minor exploration given that the moon would still be full and none of them wanted to risk shifting in the m

Simply saying that he felt bad for Thomas's son would hardly be enough to convince them of the fact. After a moment of reflection, he decided to take a more assertive stance. With a bow, Meldrick said, "I firmly believe that there is a limitless future at the Unbeaten Wind Sect. It holds more promise than the Stormy Moon Sect. If the Stormy Moon Sect Master continues on the path that they're on, then it's almost akin to self-destruction. My attainment isn't particularly high, but I am a level four warrior emperor. I am willing to pledge my allegiance to the Unbeaten Wind Sect and serve you, Mister Thomas."

Ash walked into his boss's office without knocking, his face still supporting the right smile he had plastered on his face the entire day. Mr Carreiro watched the younger with a raised eyebrow as he waltzed in and plopped himself on the chair in front of the desk. He was genuinely happy that Ash was in a good mood for the first time in a while, but it was an uncommon sight and, therefore, he was curious about what caused him to have a smile on his face the whole day.

"Janice, there's a supervisor position open at the branch office. Are you interested?" I froze, unable to react for a moment. "The transfer won't be immediate, of course. It won't be decided until after the New Year's holidays." My manager waved a hand. "Think it over. There's no rush to give me an answer." Being recognized at work gave me satisfaction I had never felt before. By the time I got off work, it was already dark. I walked out of the office and found Harry waiting by the flower bed outside, holding two cups of milkshake. When he saw me, he raised one of the cups and shook it.

“Sean, you’re unreasonable! Do you really think everyone is as filthy and shameless as you and Mandy?” The moment Mandy’s name was mentioned, Sean’s expression changed instantly. “Eve, how many times do I have to explain this before you’ll believe me?” he said urgently. “There’s really nothing going on between Mandy and me! Her father is my academic mentor, and years ago, during an avalanche, she saved my life. All I feel toward her is gratitude. I take care of her only to repay that debt. Other than that, I have absolutely no feelings for her.”

And my storm was Dylan Windell. ~THE END~

"You won't pay me anything. I just need you to be my assistant in faculty for a month." I coughed when the dust slapped me in the face when the wind blew. "Sir?" My face went sour. "You're just kidding, right?"