Peter Kavinsky And Lara Jean Novels & Stories

Janet and Kelsey exchanged glances the moment she smiled. Daniel walked up to Kelsey and offered to shake her. "Nice meeting you my dear Luna," he said in a low tune. Kelsey immediately looked up to Peter and he acknowledged with a nod that Daniel is a wolf. When she looked at Bryan and Cassie, Peter swung his head from left to right signalling they were humans. Peter continued. "Janet is her friend and Kelsey just started studying here." "Wow!" "She's staying with my elder brother Dennis but at the moment, she's in my home because Dennis is on a business trip," Peter explained.

Leonardo's POV The sound of my dad's private jet is low and steady. Almost like a heartbeat beneath my feet. The kind of quiet only stupidly rich people get to enjoy thirty thousand feet in the sky. Funny how money can buy you peace and highness. I gulp down my cold, exotic wine. Courtesy of Alaric Knight, the man whose blood I happen to share, though I’d rather not. Lara sits across from me, legs curled beneath her, flipping through a fashion magazine she found on the table. She's wearing my oversized hoodie and a short jeans skirt.

a voice from the laptop speakers asked, clear and curious. Peter’s brow furrowed as he adjusted his mic. “That was my nephew’s intended. Focus on the defensive line, let’s go.” I hurried toward the entrance of the estate, my heart hammering. Safe inside, I collapsed onto the leather sofa in the den. Five years had turned Peter Draven into a complete enigma. I couldn't read his scent or his intentions anymore. “Do you need a midnight kill brought to your room, Aria?” Linda asked, appearing from the shadows of the kitchen.

Beatrix looked away without a care. “You dare traumatize my little sis. You aren’t even sorry for what you did and you come here to insult me. What do you know?” Lavana bellowed after Peter had taken off his pants. Now he was left with his purple hat and his black Speedo. He quickly took off his hat and used it to cover his crotch area. “You… aren’t you an Omega?” “Yeah. But I’m a special one. You insult me again, I’ll burn your hat.”

Lara was definitely up to something…something that had to do with getting closer to Raven and I knew it was a move driven by jealousy. Women just won't learn to accept the word ‘No’. Lara was a beautiful girl, she came from the line of great Lycan warriors, so she had great strength, the brain, the wit…she had everything benefitting for a god like me but she was just a fuck doll to me, nothing more. I looked down at the pile of documents on my desk, and taking over from Kade has been nothing but stressful. I don't know how anyone can even survive watching the newbies fight.

"Since you bumped into me, don't you think you owe me a massage?" Her breath was warm against his skin, her voice low and teasing. Peter could feel his heart racing. She desperately shook her head. "Ms. Frazier, don't..." Peter shot her a glare. "Shut up!" He wrapped his arm around Debra's waist and smirked. "Why don't we go to my cabin? I'll give you a massage you won't forget." Lara tried to stop them, but Debra winked back at her. Lara paused, realizing that only Drake could save Debra.

protector" was finally giving way to the man. The erotic pull between them was undeniable a high-voltage current that blurred the lines between their business alliance and their mutual obsession. For an hour, the board meetings and the threats from Elena and Tiffany didn't exist. There was only the heat of his touch and the way he looked at her as if she were the only prize in a world of trash. The next morning, the "Ice Queen" rose before the sun. Xavier had left for the office early, intent on closing a multi-billion dollar merger that would effectively choke off Arthur’s last remaining credit lines. It was a deal that required every ounce of his legendary ruthlessness. Lara, however, had

“She’s serious.” “I know,” Jax said. He was already moving, sliding behind Lara, big hands spreading her thighs wider. “Come here, gorgeous.” Lara went willingly, letting Jax pull her hips up so she was on her knees, ass presented. Lisa stayed underneath her, kissing her stomach, then lower, until she could lick slow circles around Lara’s clit. I knelt in front of Lara’s face. She looked up at me with those dark, glassy eyes, lips parted.

"You and Kyla? Really? Suddenly you're now best of friends. If I can remember correctly, she was the first lady to try to murder you for the heart of the Kings." Lara nodded. "Yes, but we are cool now. She saved me during the hunt yesterday and we kind of bonded," Lara said, smiling. "Really, so is she your new friend? Or best friend?" Cassandra asked, looking away. Lara noticed she was getting jealous and burst out laughing. "Of course not. I have you and don't need another. We are just acquaintances," Lara explained. "Alright, I can accept that." The door opened and a group of ladies run into the room with different attires. Some instruments began to play and they started dancing.

Lara said, waving a hand dramatically as she dropped onto the leather sofa. “Kian and Kiera? Please. They have your stubborn eyes and her perfect smile. Anyone with half a brain can tell.” “You tailed Benny too?" I asked, raising my brow at her. She would only know that if she had tailed him. “Yes, I was curious." She shrugged. I stood up slowly and walked over to the bar in the corner of the room and poured myself a glass of water, my mind restless. “They’re beautiful,” Lara continued, almost dreamily. “Ivana must have raised them well. I can’t wait to meet them properly. I want to wrap my arms around them and just spoil them for days.”