Soa Wendy Novels & Stories

When we step out of the office, we nearly run into Alpha Warren and Luna Yara. “Oh, there you are,” Luna Yara says. Alpha Warren just raises an eyebrow at his daughter before looking at me. While I can feel Kennedy’s embarrassment at her parents catching us just after having been together, I feel no such embarrassment. She’s my mate, I’m her lover, and they should both understand that. “Did you need something?” she squeaks. “Wendy wants to speak with you. She’s doing very well and I'm sure you want to check in with her.”

"Wendy, you've lost weight recently. After dinner, let Stanley drive you back to school." Stanley watched her, noticing how quiet Wendy had become. Her long lashes cast delicate shadows on her cheeks as she picked up the rib and took a small, graceful bite. Stanley felt a pang of something in his chest—Wendy's silence tonight made her seem so fragile. After dinner, Wendy got up to leave. Stanley grabbed the car keys, following her outside. As they walked together, Wendy caught the scent of perfume in the air—it was a sweet, peachy fragrance, familiar and unmistakable. It was the same fragrance Luna used.

Wendy replied, "I just got dumped, so I ordered a few male models to comfort myself. There are plenty of handsome men in this world. Why should I hang myself from just one tree? Sharon, don't you think so?" Wendy was a complete beauty enthusiast. She even insisted on choosing handsome men as her bodyguards, so wanting a few male models after a breakup was not exactly surprising. Sharon knew Wendy only wanted some eye candy. She would not actually do anything reckless. So Sharon said nothing more. She actually wanted to know how exactly Wendy had ended up heartbroken. Wendy directed the male models to sing and dance, then had a few of them serve drinks for the two of them. Sharon's alcohol to

“Tell me, Wendy, what is it that you do? Damon tells me you live in New York too. That's good, so you can move in without much trouble once you and Damon are married?” Wendy turned to Martha in surprise. The questions were natural for a mother to ask, but Wendy hadn’t been prepared for them. Who was she kidding? She hadn’t been prepared for any of this. She could also see Debbie trying so hard not to laugh... And failing. “Wendy is a crack advertising executive,” Damon smoothly inserted. “Her career is very important to her. I’d never expect her to give it up. And we haven't discussed moving yet.” Oh, the man was good, Wendy thought. If she was getting married, she’d want the guy she was mar

The coffee splatters on my nice suit. "Listen." She says. "I'm not Dani Fox. I won't let you play with me. If you mess with me, I'll shìt on you. Literally." I scowl at her as she walks like a robot to the door. "You stained my suit!" She stops at the door to turn around and look at me. "That was the plan." She winks. "Told you I'll make you take it off." Wendy is crazy. ****

Diana lifted her skirt and stared blankly at the door. "You are?" Wendy was also a little confused for a moment. She smiled awkwardly, pursed her lips, and imitated Rex's actions. She stretched out her hand and said, "Hello, I'm Wendy, a designer for Glory Group." "Glory Group?" Diana had long heard of Glory Group. She had just returned to Jena City from Ercula in recent years, so she didn't know much about Wendy. She just felt that her name was familiar.

There's nothing good you can expect from a Wendy. She has tried to humble much of her ego to be able to reconcile with the tall woman. But Wendy rejected her outright or with conditions and options that she could not do very hastily. That is, step down from the position of Luna Lea's assistant.

Wendy had never been bothered about people’s opinions before, but after her relationship with Chris destabilized into a hot and cold mess, she hated it when people compared her to Guinevere. The birthday party was not just for Warren. It was a great opportunity to make connections. Weston wasn’t able to be with her at all times, but he was a little relieved to see that she was getting along well with both Wendy and Zachary. “Go do your thing. I’ll stay with Mom and Zack. We’ll be fine,” Stella said in his ear. Stella was a little too obedient today. She did not just refer to Wendy as Mom, but she even paid attention to his schedule.

In the end, Wendy couldn't bring herself to punish him. After Jasper fell asleep that night, she leaned against my shoulder and said softly, "I saw Penelope today." My hand, which had been stroking her hair, paused for a moment. "She's working as a sales assistant at the mall now. She turned and walked away the moment she saw me," Wendy said flatly. Jasper rolled over in his sleep and instinctively grabbed my pajamas. I leaned down to plant a kiss on his soft hair. "Let's take him to the amusement park tomorrow."

Walder said he had succeeded, but he still hadn't sent her the video she asked for. Wouldn't she win Stanley back if she showed him a video of Fiora getting tarnished? While she was formulating a plan to win Stanley back, the door to her ward swung open. Looking up, she saw Fiora walk in, flanked by two imposing bodyguards in black suits. Wendy instinctively turned wary. She understood the need to act according to the situation. Given her current vulnerable state, she shrank back, not daring to speak. Fiora approached Wendy, casting a disdainful glance down at her as if she were a mere insect. "Why so quiet today? What happened to your sharp tongue? Cat got your tongue?"