Piper Prue Novels & Stories

Shaking her out of her staring, she was so wrapped up in what was happening down here that she had not listened to the happenings in other areas, but she could quickly tell it was coming from upstairs. "Hi, welcome to Sensually Yours. My name is Piper, and how can we SERVE you today?" Her tone was sultry, flirty, yet heavy and erotic at 'serve.' She was a pretty young woman who could be in her early twenties. Bringing Aakifahlynn back downstairs in focus, she was already taking notes. Piper greeted Aakifahlynn with a seductive smile, her brown hair flowing past her perky boobs, and she brushed them aside, ensuring they were on display.

"She's a mortal, Your Highness. Of this world. Even mortals from our world could not feel the bond unless the shifter is in danger." "Do you think I don't know that?" Primo snapped, and he ducked his head again. Frustrated, he fisted my hand and punched it against his chest repeatedly. "Look at me. I have never been this vulnerable, Gresser. I've never been this sick," he said firmly, gritting his teeth. Never in his wildest teeth did he imagine those words ever to be connected with him. Then he pointed a hand at the bright moon overhead. "That is not our Moon Goddess! I don't know what kind of moon that is, but it keeps tugging on my power like some gravity. I could feel my soul and wolf ri

Now she was inhaling and exhaling frantically as she eyed the kn*fe thinking of ways to gently pull it out. “D*mn it hurts like hell. Why make me suffer if you only want me dead?” she complains as she looks up. The rain is still pouring heavily and it begins to hurt her eyes the more she keeps staring. She decided to stop struggling and kept them close. "It's futile anyway, let me have one sweet dream just this once." It sounded more like a fervent prayer than a request. *** "Welcome home sweet pea." Her mom kisses her left cheek and ushers her to the dining table. Then gets back to the kitchen counter. "I cooked your favorite for dinner."

Piper “Hello, may I speak to Blaire please?” I ask. I’ve been searching for Alpha Stellan’s mate and I’m pretty sure I’ve found her. “Who’s calling?” a female voice asks. “My name is Piper Conley.” “Anyone who knows me, knows I don’t go by Blaire. Goodbye,” she says and starts to hang up. “Wait! I’m friends with Alpha Cyra. Do you know who that is?” I get silence, but the phone doesn’t disconnect.

My gaze landed on Sofia’s chest. Pinned to her dress was an ancient bronze brooch shaped like a double-headed serpent. In the eyes of the snake sat two incredibly rare blood diamonds. That wasn't just jewelry. That was the Sigil of the Papa—the supreme token left to me by my father, the previous "Pope" of the Mafia. I kept it locked in a hidden safe. Noticing my stare, Sofia gasped theatrically, covering her mouth with her hand.

Piper opened the front door as the sun set, and the beast stirred awake within me. The humid Louisiana air was muggy, and stuck to my skin like slime from the bayou. Piper seemed anxious to get outside. She stepped out onto the front steps, the moonlight brightening her face, and the growing wind blowing her hair around her shoulders. “It’s hot tonight,” she said, glancing around. Her attempt at drawing my attention away from the subject of Priscilla had been kind. Not that I deserved any kindness from the weight of the truth I kept from her.

He took a step closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "And Bullet shaves your head and tattoos my name on it. Right across the back. Because Scorpion is the best. And every single person standing in this lot already knows it." Viper's jaw tightened. The crowd was absolutely silent. I stepped in close behind Jax, my voice a low, shaking whisper. "What the hell are you doing?" Jax still didn't look at me. He just stared at Viper until the other man brought his hand out. "Deal," Viper said.

The whole neighborhood was about to watch a show. How much I hated dragging a spotlight to myself. But Piper was just getting started. More lights began to turn on. I saw a curtain twitch in the house next door. Our neighbors were beginning to watch. "Yeah, I’m talking to you!!!" Piper screamed, stepping closer to the porch. "You cheating piece of shit!" She took a deep breath, her chest heaving, and let out a string of insults. "You limp dick waste of space! Bootleg Alpha! DOLLAR-STORE RYAN REYNOLDS LOOKING MOTHERFUCKER!"

"Mommy says this candy is super yummy." I looked down and saw Seraphina take a blue-wrapped candy from her purse and hand it to Leo. It was one of my calming lozenges. I knew the wrapper, the color, the design. But a few seconds later, Leo's expression twisted. He clutched his throat, gasping for air. "Mommy... I... I can't breathe..." Seraphina shrieked in terror. "Leo! Leo, what's wrong?!" Silver-colored patterns began to appear on the boy's skin—a classic sign of silver poisoning. His breathing grew more ragged, his small face turning red.

Piper half yelled holding her head as some blurry vision kept flooding in her head. "Remember me Aurora,"Mr Walter yelled. Piper screamed, holding her head as those words kept ringing in her ears as if someone had said those words to her before. Some blurry images kept coming into her head. She fell to her knees, when she couldn't control those blurry images and blackouts. TBC....