Scott X Stiles Novels & Stories

"I'm Scott, and these are my friends, Stiles and Allison." I nodded, trying to make small talk. But I could tell they were all staring at me, trying to figure me out. And then, I saw her. The most beautiful girl I had ever laid eyes on. She was standing across the hall, looking at me with a curious expression. "Who's that?" I asked Scott, trying to sound casual. "Oh, that's Lydia," he said. "She's a bit of a loner, but she's really smart. And beautiful, of course."

Scott said while looking at the stairs that lead to the second floor, wondering where the group will go next after they leave the restaurant. Axil followed his friend's gaze and inquired, "What are you looking at?" Scott shook his head and replied, "Nothing." Axil focused his attention on the menu and gave his order to the passing waiter. Scott shifted his attention to his friend and said, "So, tell me about this businessman who wanted to pirate me. Who is he? Is he loaded?" Axil's eyes gleamed, and he liked the sudden surge of interest that he saw in his buddy's eyes. "Of course, he is loaded!"

“Miss Fuller, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” Scott bows at Scar with a distant, polite manner, but Scar could swear that he let out the smirk he was holding back when he bent his head. WTF? Scott was the “mysterious prince” the Greens were going to announce today?! He is the son of Elijah Green?! He saw that she was avoiding his father, and he helped her? Does Scott know about Silco? What does this even mean? The million surprises blow up Scar’s mind.

I asked, my voice shaky, “Wha… what does this mean?” “You are very special to him, and you are talking about him hiring call girls to satisfy him, how could you, Madam?” Stacy said sharply. Stacy left me alone and walked toward Xander’s bedroom. She picked the shards of glass one by one from the floor. After discarding them in the dustbin, we heard Xander groaning in pain. I knew what part of Xander was aching. “Huh-” Stacy gasped out of shock when she saw his bulging manhood.

If she were here, she would have greeted me with a smile. I missed her, but she had made her choice to end our friendship. "Good morning, ma’am," my new secretary greeted. "Good morning, Lovelyn," I replied with a smile. "There’s a man waiting for you in your office, ma’am," she reported. Wondering who it might be, I walked into my office. When he noticed my presence, he turned around. I knitted my brows, because I had never seen him before. "I finally got to meet you in person, Allison McCall" he smirked. "Who are you?" I asked. "Me? I’m Hugo Stiles... Scott’s dad," he introduced himself.

She thought she was the only keeping a secret from her children including Scott but she didn't know that Scott was also hiding something from her. “ I don't know if Scott would want to tell you guys about his true identity but you should all know that Scott isn't an ordinary person ” Chris said and Clara as well as Jessica and Jojo became confused apart from Maya. “ What do mean Scott isn't an ordinary person ? ” Clara asked. “ Well, Scott took after his father's wealth just like I did when dad died. Scott is the CEO of Harris corporation industries ” Chris dropped the bombshell and Clara, Jessica and Jojo eyes got wide like saucers when they heard what Chris just said.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make you something less tragic… cream and sugar. Baby coffee.” He set his phone down on the table before walking toward the kitchen. The whistle of the coffee maker filled the room. I rubbed my temples, trying to push away the chaos in my head. Wendy. Sabrina. My father. Everything knotted together like barbed wire. Then faint music drifted up. Scott’s phone screen lit up with moving bodies, and despite myself, I leaned closer. My eyes widened. Male strippers. Performing in a Los Angeles club. “What the…” The phone nearly slipped from my hand as Scott stormed back in and snatched his device away.

"Ethan Scott." Richard whistled a slow note, leaning forward to scroll the page himself. "That's Stacy's ex-boyfriend, isn't it? The one who went missing after that college scandal?" "Right," Victor announced, eyes aglow with the thrill of a lead at last finally coming together. "It turns out he's slowly inching his way back into the media again. Not mass media news—but alternative, guerrilla-type exposes, web documentaries, and scandal footage. And he's developing something called 'The Bloom Beneath'."

She rubbed her lower back. “Your knees are bony bitch, be careful!” Her laughter was seriously music to my ears. I needed my best friend. “So what about the hellspawn?” Hearing my old nickname for them made me cringe. “Stacie and Scottie are completely different now that they aren’t under Lyssandra’s spell any more. Stacie totally changed her style. She’s being all business woman now and Scottie is ever her counterpart. They are still twins after all. Though I never knew they flew the rainbow flag. At least, I know Stacie does. I don’t know if Scottie does.” I could feel the expression from Audra, “Oh come on now, don’t be like that. Yes, she has my brother as a fated, but that doesn’t mean

To witness me. I stood at the front, beside Alexandro, beneath a giant silver arch twined with white roses and moon blossoms. My hand trembled in his, but he held it firmly—reassuring, unshaken, calm. He looked every bit a king in his white ceremonial robe embroidered with gold and pearl threads. His hair was neatly tied back, his wound hidden beneath layers of fabric and power. He didn't flinch once. Even now, after being stabbed, he stood like nothing could touch him. Miraculously, his wound stopped bleeding and he got a fast healing. 0