Skylar Greene Novels & Stories

Wrenley stared at Skylar and walked towards her. Skylar felt someone approaching and turned around. It was a young and fashionable girl. "You are Designer Skylar, right? Nice to meet you. I'm very interested in your design. Can we have a chat?" Wrenley said. Skylar thought that Brielle really introduced someone to her and felt very thankful. She smiled and said, "Alright! Of course." "It's too noisy here. Let's go to the pool. It's quiet there." Wrenley said.

I believed that Grey wouldn’t choose, believed he wouldn’t answer her but I was wrong. “Skylar. I like her the least,” Grey replied to my surprised and Skylar let out a sharp gasp as she raised her and turned to him with nothing but betrayal and hurt in her eyes. “What? You-“ She didn’t finish her sentence, she shook her head, her body trembling as her lips curled into disgust and anger. Skylar was yanked to the center of the room, forced onto her knees. A guard stood behind her, raising a gleaming machete.

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

The sudden force made her stumble, falling back— Right into his arms. Totally restrained. Diego said nothing. His cool, pale cheek rested against the warmth of her neck. Breathing in her faint sweet scent—cool but syrupy, unmistakably hers. His breath deepened, heavy and dangerous. He held her silently, though her body remained stiff in his arms. He didn’t care. He let out a low chuckle, voice cool and velvety. “Briella… or rather, Skye.” “Publicly, the patent owner for new energy development. The chief designer of BM Group’s Solandra Division. The official regional representative…”

We don’t always use our Alpha titles during sex, but sometimes it’s fun and this is one of those nights. “Goddess, yes. I need to feel you inside me. Please.” She begs, practically whimpering, her emerald green eyes pleading with me. Those eyes. When Scarlett turns those big green eyes on you, it’s like she’s looking directly into your soul. It’s almost unnerving, yet at the same time, you never want to pull your eyes away from hers.

Skylar's POV 1:00 am. My parents were sound asleep in their room. Chicken was sound asleep in my room, curled up on my bed. The moon was up in the night sky, glowing brightly. And I, Skylar Anderson, was dressed up in a black T-shirt and jeans, my favourite denim jacket, and some butt-kicking motorcycle boots. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I realized that I kind of resembled those actors in gangster movies. I looked like one of those sketchy dudes lurking around the creepy alleyways of New York city, having anything but good intentions.

" Don't you think it's a little rude to not introduce me to your friend Miss Grey?" Oh shoot. I would really like to strangle this man right now, seriously. " Ofcourse, Mr Cullen, this is Jackson, a good friend of mine and Jackson, it's Mr Cullen." I say dryly, looking away. I hear them acknowledge each other before I hear Jackson ask something, that makes me to tense up. " How do you know Skylar?" " He -" " I'm her business partner." " Business partner? - Wait, Skylar isn't working at the moment."

She asked taking a quick glance over at me “ I have a mate, her name is cherry.” Ryan smiles “ Cherry like the stone fruit ? That’s so cute!” She smiles “ What about you?” She asked Creed “ no I’m not seeing anyone unless you count my pillow I see her every night” he winked She giggled “ gross” she said making the throwing up sound “ and you?” Creed asked me “ me? No, I don’t have anyone.” I said focusing on the road “ make a left after that stop sign” she said looking at me with sad eyes

"Killed? He was murdered by you and Kian! You both don't deserve to live. After what his pack did to me and my family, you're fucking him and carrying his baby with not an ounce of shame or guilt. Hail the fucking Luna Queen!" Skylar used to be one of my favorite people. She was the female version of Wyatt. Strong, determined, and beautiful. I hold many wonderful memories of her from the time we became friends and when we were both pregnant. Losing her baby must have broken her heart and left her vengeful. I couldn't blame her for that. "What makes you think you deserve a happy ending?" She turned to one of the men standing behind her. "Seize the baby and kill her in front of this traitor."

"But ever since I met my baby daddy in college, got knocked up, didn't finish my degree, had Chris, and now a CEO of Sky's Studio." "I've meant to ask, who's Sky?" Lena blew a vape. "Sky comes from the first child I had before Chris." Her voice started to fade, but she kept her calm. "Skylar Joyce Graham." Lena paused as she looked down at her open-toe shoes with dark red painted toes with white flowers painted on her bigger toe. "The first time my husband and I had sex, I was pregnant with Skylar, and while I was pregnant with her, I built Sky's studio from the bottom. But with all the stress and my miscarriage, I lost the baby."