Spartan Stories Novels & Stories

Trying to get close to Bryan was useless, he still treated her like a stranger. No matter, Sella would win in the end. Bryan won't be able to move during the banquet and she knows what to do to silence Cristine Desmond. The snake woman should be taught a special lesson every now and then not to interfere too much in her personal life. It was as if Cristine's life was so perfect that she was correcting how Sella was living.

They needed to make sure that their position was solid as fast as possible, before the enemy regrouped and counterattacked. Spartan was a mix of emotions. He wanted to curse at everyone, wanted to be angry and kick up a storm. It was because he was certain that Eva's charge was going to end up painfully. It wasn't because he didn't believe they were capable, but it was because he believed life was cruel. He believed that no matter how hard we struggled to fight, to live, that it would all be taken away. It had been so all his life. Everything that mattered had been taken away from him. Every time he had dared to hope or dream, fate intervened and ground them into dust instead.

mind links my brother. Some of my warriors break away and rush to my brother’s aid as more wild rogues attack. Just as I make it to the clearing I am shoved towards the ground by a warrior as a wild rogue lunges at me. Haley goes flying out of my arms, rolling across the snow. I shift and run straight for the wild rogue that has his sights set on Haley. Spartan pounces on the wolf and sinks his fangs into the wolf’s artery. Spartan throws the wolf, watching as the life fades from his eyes. The helicopter lands and I look for my brother.

Summer was just around the corner. I worked out everyday to achieve the body goal that I wanted. Azy's wedding is getting near too so I had to maintain my figure. "Thrante's eager to get annulled with Sebastian," Mom stated during our dinner. "Your Tita Katherine is also supportive. I don't think they won't win against the Marcados. They've done it before against the Imperial. There's no way they won't do it again." "Do you think that is normal, Mommy? Will it bring a shame to both families if people will learn about the annulment?"

"I'm Tess Harvey. I've been appointed to train you guys for a special operations team called Canary. I'm sure you've heard a lot of rumors surrounding the creation of this team but I'd advise you to stick to the facts. Any questions?" A hand was raised. It was Mitch. He was dressed moderately. A big hoodie and blue baggy pants covered his nakedness. His hair color was kinda like a mixture of butter and yellow. "Yes?" "Are you married?" "I'm not sure how that is related to the briefing I just gave but, no. Thanks for asking." She carried her bag into her own office. It looked shabby as expected. She dropped it beside her desk and fell into her chair. She pressed a button on her table.

“Then maybe that’s your answer.” Later that night, Ryan stood by his window. The streetlights blurred in the distance. His inbox pinged again a reply from L. Tansey, offering a call. He didn’t answer yet. Instead, he opened a blank page. And he typed: “A Story That Doesn’t Belong To You” by Ryan Calloway He stared at the title for a long moment. Then under it, he wrote: “This isn’t a story about revenge. It’s about reclaiming.” Two weeks later.

Story Note: “Room for One More” is a standalone short from my erotic collectiona mix of intense, sensual, and sometimes forbidden stories that explore the raw edges of desire. Each story introduces new characters, new fantasies, and unapologetically explicit encounters. This particular tale features a taboo dynamic between step-siblings, told with heat, dominance, and no holding back. Reader discretion is advised. *************************************************

On the day my parents file for bankruptcy, my adopted brother and fake heir, Oliver Bilson, is also diagnosed with leukemia. To earn enough money to pay his medical bills, I brave the snow and winds and continue working even on New Year's Eve. When I hand over the food delivery to the scion, Charlie Jetton, he suddenly knocks the cake over. "Why weren't you more careful when making the delivery?" he demands. "Don't you know that Mr. Bilson spent a million dollars to specifically order this cake for Olly?" I'm about to make a retort when I hear three voices that I'm intimately familiar with coming from within the warm villa. "It's okay. It's the thought that counts, Mom and Dad." The vo

I shot back. "We'll cover you, Mister Quinn!" Sojwa called. "I've got your back, Jax!" Laura shouted. "Quick question," Alyx interjected, "what the hell are you piloting?" "I wish I knew!" I replied. The remaining five Axion mechs were dead set on bringing down the Spartan. I ran for all my worth, ducking around the satellite buildings that littered the compound to avoid most of the enemy fire. The Spartan was surprisingly fast for a mech so large, easily outpacing similarly-sized Goliaths. With weapons, I could imagine that the Spartan was a fearsome foe.

The boys had many questions for Glen and Carol but most of them they were unable to answer, what Cassy had seen in her visions would not happen for several years and all they could do now was to continue to train and prepare as best they could for the chaos that the war that was inevitable would bring in their world and in their universe. ………………….. Spartia world 1.01 Spartia was the only world on the higher plane of existence, it was a world rich in spiritual energy and all those born here grew up in ideal conditions to become exceptional beings. Here, unlike in Astoria, warriors and mages of level 8 and 9 were quite common and even if mages of level 10 remained an exception, there were stil