Payton Yeager Novels & Stories

Second group: Cody Fischer versus Kian Lott! "Final group! Joseph Yeager from the Yeagers! Your opponent is… Zachary Fischer from Gabo Creek Province!" Andrew's brow shot up. This old bastard was really asking for it now.

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

David Bryant, he’s friends with Mikali and Kurt. He’s a quick-witted guy, with lots of tattoos and piercings thought in his trooper uniform. He wasn’t wearing any of those piercings, and I could only see a hint of the tattoos on his neck. “An attack?" I furrowed my brow. “I didn’t hear anything,” I shrugged.

Everyone begins to arrive, including the members of the silver moon pack, who Ty and all the warriors were going to train. "Ok, it looks like everyone is here now. Let's get started, shall we? We'll start with the warm-up. You guys know the drill, start with two reps of 50 push-ups, 100 jumping Jack's, squats, and three sets of sit-ups. When you're done... We'll quickly go into the obstacle course. Silver Moon pack, try and keep up; if not, fall behind. I'll give you a few days to adjust. But after three days, I expect you to be able to keep up. Now, Go!" he claps his hands, and everyone drops as they start to do push-ups, as do I. I had never really done any of this training, and I thought

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

Alpha said. “It matters not what anyone here believes to be true. I am here to claim what is rightfully mine,” I said. “Oh? Is this not a family reunion?” Alpha Joshua said. “I, Shane Hayes, am here to challenge Alpha Joshua Wright of the Dark Moon pack,” I said. “Hayes? You are a Wright,” Alpha Joshua growled. “Your name will die here, today. Hayes is the name I’ve taken and will be the name that carries into the next line,” I said.

I shook my head, waiting for the comment Carter was going to make, knowing that he wouldn’t miss the chance. “Can I at least pop one of his eyeballs?” “No, Carter” I said, raising an amused eyebrow on him. The kid was just learning, and unfortunately for me, the kid’s father was one of my biggest allies “you will not pop the kid’s eyeballs” “You’re not fun”

ISLA GRACE MILLER DATE OF BIRTH: JUNE 18TH AGED: 18 HAIR: AUBURN EYES: GREEN HEIGHT: FIVE FOOT FIVE INCHES GUARDIAN - JUNE DANIELS, RELATION: MATERNAL GRANDMOTHER, DECEASED- CEDAR FALLS. SCORED HIGH MARKS: TRACKING; HAND/HAND COMBAT; TEAMWORK; FIELD FIRST AID NOTES: RUN RISK LEVEL 2; ONE ATTEMPT YEAR ONE AT TRTC. RECEIVED COUNSELING. MEDICATED WITH ANTIDEPRESSANT FOR YEARS 1-3. CLEARED FOR DISCONTINUATION OF USE AFTER REASSESSMENT.

“Prieto, does she really need him? Her dad wouldn’t sell to this guy, and his father owes me enough from all the gambling, so I’m not worried. Offing his son might backfire.” Keia sighed and stood up. “Well, looks like I don’t have to marry you after all. Prieto, I’m done. Let’s bounce.”