My Stand In Novel Novels & Stories

He stands in the crowd with an unreadable expression on his face, hands clenched at his sides. “I propose we settle this matter after the party, Stan,” Craig tries to calm the situation again. So, his name is Stand. Stand shrugs his shoulder and gestures around us. “What better time is there than now? Everyone’s here. Let’s see what your new member is made of.” This time, it isn’t Craig who steps up. Instead, it’s Keegan, speaking in a harsh tone, “Is this how you run your pack, Uncle? A guest challenging someone at their own welcome party?”

I know I can’t stay in my room forever, I have to face Nikolai and see his face since I’m staying in his mansion among his people. I was sitting on my bed and staring at the ceiling with lots of things going through my mind. I had my first one night stand last night with my captor and knowing he didn’t like or enjoy it makes me ashamed and unworthy. What should I do? Suddenly there was a knock on my door which pulled me out of my thoughts, I slowly got down from my bed and walked towards the door. I grabbed the knob and pulled the door open, my breath caught in my throat as my eyes landed on Nikolai.

Nothing special, he thinks of me like the other girls he's had, but it excites me! I turned to the window and saw Stan standing outside watching me. He is waiting for me! He is serious! Looks like I'll run off Kobie later to join Stan. His eyes are really mysterious and dangerous. He was just staring at me. Who are you really Stan Elthen Indelcio apart from being a student, rich son, and member of a group, *** I'll leave it to you but now Stan and I are in the Rapture Hotel, in a room kissing and without clothes.

"Your Majesty, permit me to say a word, please?” Stan stood up to speak. “Yes, you can speak, but you don't need you to explain a whole epistle for me.” “I promise I'm not going to take your time.” I looked at ........ For a while. If there's anything I know about him was the fact that he was someone who had always been outspoken. But when it comes to someone who goes as far as betraying me, I've never seen him to be a betrayer. “Alright, shoot!” Stan cleared his throat and began.

He doesn't have integrity and he does not possess loyalty. "No. He wanted to keep her safe. He is the only one coming," Stan says as he comes to stand next to me. I can feel him analyzing me. I can feel the warmth of his gaze as it moves over my strained face, but I can't bring myself to look at him again. Everything about Stan says weak now. His muscle mass has decreased. My height is now level with his. Even his smell draws my protective instincts to the surface.

Scrape. "Standing feels like enough work some days," Novah murmured, tasting the bland porridge. It was comforting in its simplicity. She focused on its warmth, its texture. *Anchor.* Beneath it, the cold thrum of grief surged slightly. *Grief. Finn’s mother.* *Layer calm.*

She quickly shoved me hard, terrified that I might suddenly attack and hurt her Kyle. But in that moment, Kyle's hidden hand came out. A bottle came crashing down on my head. The bottle shattered. Blood streamed from my head. "A stand-in daring to make demands? Who do you think you are?" Kyle's face twisted with rage. As I stood there dazed, he grabbed another bottle and kept smashing it against my head. The bodyguards just watched as red wine soaked my entire body. They even took a step back, afraid of getting caught in the crossfire.

Yet, the blow never came. Instead, all I heard were gasps from the people around us. I slowly opened my eyes—only to see a stranger in front of me, gripping Joshua's wrist.

He sniffled, then looked up at her with his teary eyes. Nancy tried so much not to be moved by his teary and blotchy face. "What do you mean?" He asked, looking into her eyes expectantly. "I forgive you." "I don't believe you. You are just saying that to make me feel better." "I forgive you. Just stand up." "You are not saying that just to discard me." "Stand up, Connor, I forgive you." "Promise?" "Just stand up." He sighed. Slowly, he let go of her waist and rose to his feet, standing really close to her.

At first my brain refused to believe what my eyes were seeing. There was mom standing not more than ten feet away completely naked with a glazed look in her eyes. She also had one hand cupping her mound while her other hand was busy tugging on the stiffened nipple of her left breast. As I watched in terrified silence she appeared to come out of her trance. Her eyes focused on me and she gave me the same look she'd given me earlier, the look of someone studying something they weren't sure about. Without uttering a word she turned slowly and casually strode toward the hallway, her beautiful ass swaying gently as she walked. Once she was out of sight I turned and saw that Cassie had seen the sa