Skylar Greene Novels & Stories

Grey awaited her. “Good afternoon, Skylar. Please, take a seat,” Ms. Grey greeted her with a warm smile. Skylar nervously settled into the chair, clutching a folder containing all the paperwork from her divorce. “Thank you for seeing me, Ms. Grey, I need your help.”

"You know, Stephanie? It's funny, when you told me he was in love, I thought, 'Really, can a Greek statue feel anything?'" "That's not an exaggeration, Scarlett. Even with his refined looks and deep, captivating features, he's just a 'heartless machine,' a cold statue found anywhere in the library." When we decide to hate someone, we mock them, isn't it funny? "Anyway, I need to be at that party. I promised Brooklyn." "And Skyler, but I'd rather not mention his name." "Skyler." Stephanie repeated his name with a sarcastic tone. "When will he change, stop looking for girlfriends among cheerleaders? He must love their bitchy faces."

POV ATLAS BURNAM Why did I take an interest in Skylar? The answer is pretty simple. I am an ancient creature, a creature of the moon. I am a werewolf and Skylar is my mate. The day of the big match was the day I turned 18 which is when werewolves are able to sense or smell their mates out. I was looking forward to it since I was going to get my perfect other half who would love me for eternity and we will have our happily ever after, the one that humans long for so much.

Game on, motherfucker. Dinner was just overpriced steak, too much wine, and me trying not to climb across the table and straddle him while Skylar chewed on a ring like a complete idiot and Ryder dropped to one knee like we were in some cheesy rom-com. When Skylar started ugly-crying and yelling “yes” and they hugged it out, I was genuinely happy for her tears and allbut mostly I was distracted because Zane had shifted closer under the table. His knee pressed against mine. Stayed there. Solid. Warm and Intentional.

I murmured too quiet for anyone else to hear. She nodded once and I felt her straighten beside me. She understood the game even if she’d never played at this level before. My attention cut across the room to where Skylar sat with her legal team and beside her sat a man I recognized from intelligence reports but had never met in person. Lance Silvermist. Skylar’s son, the one who’d been quietly building support for their claim while staying out of direct spotlight. He was bigger than his mom, built like a warrior. Nis eyes tracked over Astrid with cold assessment, no warmth or recognition in his expression.

"Thank you for being honest with me Caeleb. You already know what all I have done. When the time is right, what if I'm not good? What if I do something wrong?" "Skyla, stop. There is no need to get worked up over s*e*x*. I could be saying the same thing or I could be worrying that I'm not big enough to please you." "Oh you are plenty big enough from what I felt earlier." "Skyla!" "What?" "You are going to be the death of me, beautiful."

“Arabella.” “Adrian and our boy, Axel.” Adrian said. “Nice to meet you guys. I’m a lifestyle content creator.” "I thought this…" she gestured around them, sweeping her hand across the terrace. "This is beautiful and I would love your permission to capture it for my followers.” Arabella hesitated. “Followers?” Skylar chuckled, “My I*******m family. Just a little over 500.” Arabella didn't hesitate further. “Sure.” This was Denver, they don't know anyone here.

I checked it and it said "Bro, Skylar is back" T.B.C

I was about talking when Anita came over. "Hmm...What's going on here?" she asked Lexy putting her hand on lexy's shoulder. "Kelsi here is the daughter of our maid that was sent out of the house last month...." Lexy replied her, looking at me with disgust, ".... And she had the guts to lie to me, telling me her dad is abroad overseeing his business there" I felt ashamed of myself that moment. "Wait! What?" Now the whispering coming frim every corner was getting louder, some of the class mate were covering their mouth in shock, including Anita.