Piper X Shel Novels & Stories

Let's go in,"Piper murmured, holding her tightly. ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ "Your credentials,"Collins asked. "Here sir"They replied, dropping it on his table. "An accountant and A marketer, are you friends?"He asked. "Yes sir"Pipe gave the reply. "Your results seem fine and great. Piper Aurora Wal....ker"He stuttered when calling out her surname. "Any problem?"Piper asked. "Not... O yes.. I mean Nothing,, There's no problem"He stuttered, running his hand through his hair.

A month ago in New York, Piper was derailed after Sebastian’s refusal to let her parents see their daughter. She did not even know the girl’s name or where Rush’s father lived. The last time she met Sebastian’s father was at the hospital and she was too eager to return to Ezrah to care. Piper walked into a bar and began ordering drinks. By the time she was done, her legs felt like jelly, and she fell by the wayside before the cab she ordered could arrive.

“And she didn’t say a word? Dios mío, Dona. That’s wild!" “That’s not even the craziest part.” She froze, staring at me like she didn’t want to hear the rest but couldn’t stop herself. “Don’t tell me—” “Yup.” I braced myself. “Her new man has a son. And that son happens to be—” “Don’t.” She pointed at me, shaking her head furiously. “August Reynolds.” For a second Piper just gawked at me, her chest rising and falling faster. Then she dug into her bag and whipped out her inhaler.

Even the sunlit motes of dust seemed to hang motionless in the air. Mikhail coiled a tendril of her hair around his fingers. Piper studied his face, the way a shadow of a beard had already formed across his strong jaw. She trailed her fingertips along this line, letting the faint stubble tickle her. There was nothing more perfect than this moment. She felt giddy, unable to resist asking the question that had sparked the explosive sex they'd just shared. "So what is the difference between werewolves and wolf shifters?" she asked.

"We` ve got two assholes, our guy A Pentagon line rang and the speed-bag man answered language that something was up. "Malcolm, we got something. The DIA tappers picked up a call to Agent Piper's daughter" From who?" Frazier asked. "Shackleton. Fuck me... "They're downloading the intercept. We should have it in 99 a couple of minutes. Shackleton wants to meet Piper at a coffee shop in Beverly Hills tomorrow morning."

she said quickly. “Oh. Yes, I remember,” he replied, though his tone made her wonder if he actually did. “So, what brings you here at this hour?” “I… need to talk about something important.” His brows rose slightly, his curiosity piquing. “Alrighty. Have a seat.” Piper sat on the edge of the chair across from his desk. Her fingers fiddling against her thigh. “It’s about…” she hesitated, her throat tightening. “The Widow’s Bane.”

“Go for it.” She fiddled with her pen, not meeting my eyes at first. “I’m… still confused. About, you know. Me.” My chest softened. “Pipes…” “I mean, I’ve dated girls,” she continued quickly, her voice a whisper now. “But it’s like….I don’t feel anything. And I’m definitely not into guys. Like, at all.” She grimaced. “So where does that leave me? Broken? A fraud?” I leaned back in my seat, studying her. Piper wasn’t someone who opened up easily. She hid behind sarcasm and that tough-girl shield, so the fact that she was spilling this much meant it was eating at her.

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.

Me: . Piper: ??? Me: I can't walk, Piper. I'm embarrassed to have people see me like this. I'm thirty-two and using a walker like I'm ninety. Piper: Operative word...walk(er). She's all over the place the last couple of days. Hot and cold. Grateful and heedless. She's becoming Sybil, and I never know which personality I'm going to get on a daily basis. Today she seems to be Positive Polly while I'm pairing up with Captain Jackass.

Piper was suddenly winded at the piercing green eyes staring back at her - Seb Clemens as she lived and breathed. Standing in front of her oozing a quiet sex appeal just like his brother Will. He was so muscular and looked to be hard in all the right places. As she scanned him, he chose that moment to lick his lips. Oh god, she thought, what luscious lips he had. But, she shouldn't be looking at him like that, he was her friend.