Reese Wilkerson Novels & Stories

And I decided to go bare legs, again comfort is the main goal, if I am stuck here because people are nosey. I follow the smell of something amazing to the kitchen. What I find nearly stoops my heart. Reese is standing in workout shorts and a tshirt with the sleeves cut off. And both fit perfectly. Not so tight that he looks like he’s trying too hard, but not so loose that you can’t see the hard work he clearly put into his body. Sweat marks highlighting each of his muscles. His brown hair was darker and slicked to his head. As I’m ogling him, I realize I probably interrupted his morning routine of working out then showering and I feel kind of bad. Right up until he turns around. His ear

I said, reaching over and hugging him tightly. "He took advantage of my grieve. The fact I was weak, and drinking.... He bashed me on the head one night, when I went to visit the wisterias, hoping to be able to say a proper goodbye to your mom and Brandon. Before I knew it, someone attacked me, and beat me real good. They left me for dead miles away, and I woke up three weeks later. I later found out that it was Wesley who had saved me. He killed the rogues that had attacked me, and made Noah think I had died too. But, they had done a real bad job on me. My leg was badly hurt, and they had no choice but to cut my leg off. Then I found my back had been hurt real bad too. I can walk, but with

He slipped on his boots that he kept by the door and looked over at Dean. “You ready?” She looked up at him from her phone. Grinning she aimed the phone at him. “Good morning, fam. This is my uncle Owen, everyone calls him Reese, because that’s his last name and the military is weird like that. He likes thick girls and freaky sex.” “You post that and I’ll turn your phone off.” He warned. He knew she wasn’t filming because he could see her phone in the mirror behind her. But he wasn’t going to tell her that.

Kat says. “Eww, He is my brother. He is a very sweet guy. You two should meet up. He has had a few wives himself. You can swap horror stories,” Reese says. “Set me up. I need some flavor in my life,” she says. Reese reaches for the bottle, “I think we finished it,” she says. Kat looks at the bottle, “Yeah I think you are right,” she says. “I think I made my decision about what to do,” Reese says.

Reese butted in the two’s conversation, “The commander hadn’t released an official statement regarding that issue, so all are still some baseless rumors.“ He gave them a glare. “If you guys value your life, it would be best for you to shut your mouths.” Many look up to him as a model, an inspiring figure for most teens who wished to become successful in the future. It wasn’t an exaggeration if all people in the Vyseni knew him as one of the wealthiest, influential, and powerful people in their country. “Eyy, what’s with the grumpy attitude so early in the morning?” Paul stood up from the couch before wrapping his arms around Reese’s neck. The former threw him yet another glare. “We’re just c

He chuckles and continues to search the room. “I’ve come to claim what is rightfully mine, and her scent led me here.” He says, then meets Sergio’s gaze. Kai’s voice wasn’t loud, but it demanded submission. It was deep and powerful, leaving an ache in my core that surprised me. The unmistakable Russian accent was like music to my ears; I had to hear more. “Leave before I kill you myself, Wilkołak.” Sergio roars, but Kai only shakes his head. The other Alpha clicks his tongue. “You know I'm Russian, not Polish, right? In any case, I’ve only come for what’s mine, Andretti.” He says, and I notice the unmistakable scent of intimidation from both the Alphas.

Sean put an arm around Reese, saying, "You are getting feisty, eh?" "That's what happens when you spoil your wife," Karise replied. "But he should," Shantelle added. "Of course, wives must be spoiled," Karise affirmed. Reese walked into the ultrasound room when Milan arrived. Milan greeted Sean and Reese before waiting with the rest of the crew. As they were seated, Milan announced, "Guys, my dad wants to retire. Guess who will be the next CEO of our company?" "Wow! Of course, it can only be Wendell!" Evan said. "Where is he, by the way?"

I shuttered as I replied hurriedly. "That settles it, Welcome to the Wild Crest Pack, Evelyn." The Alpha smiled as he looked at me. "Thank you very much, Alpha," I said, trying to force myself to bow, but I was too weak to do anything. I stumbled back to the floor when I tried to get up. "Evelyn, there's no need for you to thank me, I can see that you've been through enough." The Alpha smiled as he stood up from his seat walking slowly towards me.

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. I can bake anything you want, baby.” I scoffed, dramatic as ever. “Well, aren’t you just perfect, mister? Meanwhile, I can barely microwave ramen without turning it into charcoal briquettes.” Reese threw his head back and laughed, the sound rich and unrestrained. He had to set the knife down, bracing his arms on the counter to avoid any kitchen disasters. “I’m not perfect, Lizzie. Far from it. I’m a goddamn mess most days.”