Novel & Cerita Sal Fisher

taking another deep breath i slowly release it and walm down the stairs, The guy i now know is named Skyler watch's me as i descend the stairs before coming over to me as i reach the bottom. He holds out his hand and i graciously taking it "I'm Skyler, and might i say you look fucking delicious in those pants" i blush slightly not really knowing what to say other then to say thank you and introduce myself "I'm Harper and uh thanks" i give him a soft smile and walk past Nixon ignoring him completely.

(Am I clear? (Crystal.) I mutter between my teeth. (Good Girl.) He says and lets my chin go. (Can you at least tell me who you are and what do you want?) I say. (My name is Austin and as for what I want, well money of course.) He says and, smirk. (Okay Austin, if money is what you want then give me a phone and I’ll call my mate, he is an alpha and can pay you good as long as you do harm me or our pups.) I say trying to negotiate.

“I am going to go and get ready. Go and talk to him.” I didn’t wait for her response as I walked toward the locker room, ignoring the clench that I felt in my chest, knowing that I just hurt a friend. I knew that he always liked me, and though my feelings were never mutual, I didn’t have any intentions of hurting him. Not like this anyway. But I also knew that this was going to be the one way where he wasn’t going to be led into believing that anything was going to happen between us, because it wasn’t. He wasn’t going to accept me to begin with, not if he finds out that I was a wolf. I fixed my hair and did a final check on my makeup before walking to the kitchen. The chef was already prepar

Thirty -Jenna- "There's a girl named Janet who makes really good sandwiches." Helmer says to trying to break the tension in here, then taking another bite out of it. I looked back to Alcander and see him taking a step closer to him while his head twitches while he keeps blinking. Each blink his eyes would change, hazel, blue, bright hazel, bright blue. He took another step closer while his breathing is harsh. "Alcander." I say while I look over to Helmer and see him looking down at the freakin sandwich, not paying attention that an Alpha might just end his life right here with no mercy.

However, the patrol team will be able to scent her arrival and will still be on edge, given that everyone knew who she was because she was Liverpool Beta Heir. I linked Sal, letting him know it was just me and a visitor passing through, so he didn’t have to worry about checking in. No doubt he was going to confirm with Dad my story. He has to, or Dad will be pissed if I just show up at the pack house with her unannounced.

And they get drunk when they feel sad, for it's the best way to forget what was eating you inside. However, as a werewolf, I knew that it was just bullshit to get drunk on these human's alcohol, I could never get drunk. But then I need something to feel anything but numb. So I decided to call my friend of mine who was born to a human and a werewolf. Rachel Peterson. She was my only friend here. Rachel picked up her phone on the second ring and her voice came out slurry. She was probably drunk... "Care to pick me up to get more drunk?" I asked but I doubt if she had heard me. She was somewhere noisy. I could hear the pounding sound of the rock music.

That’s all that’s in his head. “Oh, sorry, please come in.” Mrs Smith called in a beautiful and gorgeous red-haired girl to the class, she’s tall like a model and has the stunning look of an Angel. “Ohhh she’s cute.” My wolf complimented this girl, he never does that, not even once, not even Ainsley, so what makes her different? “Everyone, this is Justin Reyes, she just transferred here. I expect everyone to be welcoming and nice to her. Kingsley, stay away from her.”

"Has anyone ever told you that your pick-up lines are extremely outdated?" Ken’s men gasped, looking at Haley with newfound respect. Few women dared to talk to their boss that way. Fred stepped forward and barked, "You bitch, do you know who he is? He’s Ken Fisher, the eldest son of the Fisher family!" Haley raised an eyebrow. So this was the infamous Ken Fisher? Looking at his lecherous face, Haley couldn’t help but feel disappointed. "Oh, so you’re the eldest son of the Fisher family. I’ve met Zac Fisher before. He’s quite the gentleman. I thought you’d be even better, but..."

“Petrakis. I never thought I would see the day I received your call. “ The man on the other end said. “Rossi. Remember that favor you owe me? “ “Straight to business then. You finally want to collect? “ “Yes. A woman is looking for employment in your company. Her name is Hazel Thompson. I want you to cancel her interview. “ There was silence on the other end of the line. I almost thought the douche had fucking hung up on me. But Rossi was a smart man. He knew better than to disrespect me. “Is that how you want to call in your favor? “ He had a point. I could need him for something else–something more important–more important. Fuck, Hazel was back in my life for less than thirty minutes and s

The scent of salt hung in the air—sharp, briny, and unmistakably foreign. It was the only thing Serena could cling to, the only connection to the world outside the cold, damp stone walls of her prison. For days, perhaps weeks—she’d lost all sense of time—she had been left in silence, the rhythmic crash of ocean waves the only proof that life still moved on. Her wolf stirred inside her, aching for freedom, but suppressed by an invisible force that dulled her instincts and locked her power away. She could barely feel its presence now, as if it had been pushed behind a thick veil, too far to reach.