Piper Wright Novels & Stories

She’s in a one-handed handstand and as I watch, she slowly spreads her legs and bends at the waist, lowering herself into the most graceful split I’ve ever seen. I didn’t even realize that I had growled until her head spun around to look at me. “That was sexy as fuck,” I growl. “Did you think so?” she purrs, slowly sliding forward until her entire body is laying on the mat, while she's still in her split. “Oh shit. I’m doomed if we have to do that,” Zach says, coming in behind me. “What? You can’t to this?” Piper asks, walking up to the bar that is on the wall and gracefully lifting her foot onto it before sliding into a split as she grins at us over her shoulder.

Grace Piper flicked her hair back, a slow smile curling on her lips. She met my gaze with confidence. “You know what? I’ve always wondered what the boss sees in you. He’s rich, handsome, older… basically every woman’s dream. Women would kill to have him. So why would someone like him want a stupid nerd like you?” She scanned my face, her expression twisting into jealousy. “But now that I’m seeing you up close, I get it. Who would’ve known you were this beautiful?”

“You’ll destroy everything your father built.” “Then perhaps what my father built was never meant to survive choices this cowardly” I said, and watched the words land like a physical blow across the hall. Everything was silent for a long moment before it was interrupted. It was Piper who moved first. She stood slowly from her place near the front, her expression a mixture of fury and something older that had clearly been building for years longer than just this conversation. She has so much against Wren. “You’re really doing this?” She asked in disbelief.

Piper When we sit, Councilman Edward addresses my father and his attorney. “Alpha Glenn Conley, you stand accused of selling women into unwanted mate bonds. You are accused of initiating and soliciting buyers, then attempting to sell your daughter Vivienne Abbott into a mate bond with Gamma Nathan West. You are accused of initiating and soliciting buyers, then attempting to sell your daughter, Alpha Piper Conley, into a mate bond with Alpha Peter Moore. How do you plead?” “Excuse me, Councilman. I would like to make one change to the charges you’ve presented,” the prosecuting attorney says.

Victoriå As I got out of the car, I saw my new friends smiling in my direction. That was, until they looked behind me and saw who was there. Landon walked through the crowd of students, getting scared looks and frightened smiles. He patted my lower back as he departed, going over to the guys and I went over to my friends. "Rhee!" Piper greeted, smiling at me. Piper had blonde hair and blue ends that matched her blue eyes. She was around 5'7 and had a septum piercing and a smiley.

Whenever I close my eyes, the same scene plays in my mind over and over. But this nightmare never ends. Waking up is the true nightmare. I am stuck in a series of harrowing encounters. One that will never end. - PIPER ~~~~~ Lenard’s Den My name was Piper. As far as I remember, I was a happy-go-lucky twenty-three-year-old working at Lin Corporation, a corporation that does everything from production to sales and deliveries. But one day, because of defending my best friend Sherry from her attacker, I fell into his trap. Then they abducted, abused, and broke me in cold blood.

“Let it be brief. There’s still work to be done before we assign her properly.” “Thank you.” I called the girl over. She approached timidly, her arms folded around herself. “What’s your name?” I asked. “Piper,” she answered. “Oh, Piper. How old are you?” “I’m ten.” Goddess… she’s so young. “What about your parents?” “They’re dead.” Her words were quiet, and my chest tightened. She was practically an orphan, just like me. I could see myself in her. I pressed my lips together and nodded.

So cold it burned. Piper’s confidence wobbled. Her eyes widened before she caught herself, slapping a bright, practiced smile back onto her face. “I’m Piper…” she hesitated, her brain scrambling for an impressive surname, “Piper Lockwood. I work on the third floor.” Luther stared at her long enough to peel the fake right off her skin. Piper swallowed hard. Her eyes slid to me— And the sweetness evaporated instantly. “This woman is stalking us,” she repeated louder, desperate to regain control of the room.

The crowd, watching us began to murmur. “My name is Piper,” I said. “I am twenty years old, and my pack…” I quickly gave the name of my less-prestigious pack. “I would like to thank the royal family for giving a single mother like myself a chance at the selection.” No one cheered for me. They whispered and stared. Elva leaned into the microphone. “And I’m Elva.” That at least earned a couple of claps. Elva worried her bottom lip with her teeth, as Nathan took the microphone away from us.

White stockings stretch up to her thighs, leaving just enough skin between them and the hem of her tiny red, black and white plaid skirt. There’s still some space between them as they start dancing. Piper is facing Adam the entire time, not allowing him anywhere near her ass like a lot of the girls in here pressed against guys that have no problem groping them. It’s the only reason I don’t push through the rest of the people in my way and rip her from his hands. Well, that and the fact that I don’t see how that will get me anywhere.