Stan Just X Novels & Stories

“I assume you’re going to tell me regardless.” “Mr. Stan is finally stepping down! His health has taken a turn, and the board has decided it’s time for one of his sons to take over. The eldest, Edward Stan, is coming back from abroad. He’s been gone for nearly ten years. No one really knows much about him — he’s like a ghost. Mysterious, wealthy, and apparently ridiculously handsome according to the rumors.” Joy leaned forward, lowering her voice dramatically. “I can’t wait to see him. Imagine — a powerful, brooding billionaire walking through these halls. Maybe he’ll shake things up around here.”

The bottle wobbles then points straight at Stan. “Oh boy,” he says, voice smooth. Inker smirks. “Take off your shorts. Boxers stay on,” she says casually. Stan stands, hands hooking into his shorts like it’s nothing and tugs them down. My breath hitches before I can stop it. He’s in nothing but white condom boxers now. My eyes betray me, darting lower. The fabric outlines his dick perfectly, clinging in a way that leaves very little to imagination.

James continued to tease Stan. "The chicken blood was fresh and it was quite difficult to get my hands on it. Don't you see how shocked the cops were when they saw you? They looked so sure you wouldn't make it." "You're the one who won't make it! If I knew I'd be given this crap once I came back, I wouldn't have bothered!" Stan snapped as he strode off toward the shower in his ward. Thank goodness there was one in his room—he could not stand the stink latching onto his body!

*I'm ready to leave. His reply came back in under a minute. *Say the word and I'll have a car there within the hour. Are you safe right now?* *Yes. I just need to be gone before they're back.* *Then get your things. I'll meet you halfway.* An hour later, a black SUV pulled up to the estate. I paused at the door, one hand on the frame. Let them think I burned with it. Let them wonder if I made it out—or if the guilt finally swallowed me whole. Either way, Veronica Stanton would be dead by morning.

STELLA DE VAUNT : My knuckles turned white as I clenched my fists, itching to ram them into my son's face. What did he know? How much experience did he have? "How dare you?" My body shook with rage. I snapped. "Leave! I have no use for a weak son like you. Get out!" My chest heaved as if I had just run a marathon. Jax mocked me. "As always, my words got to you because they are true." And just like that, he walked out.

Jude stated and Willow laughed at his snarky comment. "Get out of my room you Caucasian dog," Willow could imagine Eve glaring at her brother. "Your food's ready," Jude said and she heard the door close. "Leave the boy alone," Willow said to her. "As if. If he continues like this, he'll never find a wife. Or worse, he might catch STDs!" Eve stated. "He's eighteen for crying out loud," Willow pointed out. "And so? The idiot is meant to focus on his football scholarship or he won't make it to UCLA," her friend said and Willow laughed.

’ I hear Calvin say through our mind link. “Fuck!” Stan shouts from the bathroom. I am extremely tired of the reality of these changes, looking at the shirt from earlier I haven’t changed since I took Jaxx back to a room here, we also had Sophy’s boys over knowing they were alone with the Beta female in the Fountain Pack, we had send some of the She wolf warriors to get the boys here. Getting up to have a bath I’m trying to find if anything to think about, when Stan walks behind me as I stretch out the big shirt I felt in my behind my mates cock, his hands grab tight on my breasts making me moan as I had the shirt up.

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

I hope Annie and John can keep him calm and keep him on track, if she really plans to kill me, then I pray the moon goddess will at least help him to be happy and bless him with a mate who will truly love him and help him to guide his pack with a true heart. I look back at Stacy to focus again on the rest of her story. She snaps her finger in my face and regain my attention. “Are you listening to me? If you’re not going to pay attention, then I will just leave and I will let my rogues have their fun with you and I will go back to Jaxson.” “Sorry Stacy, I’m listening now, I am just trying to process everything.” I make sure to show her that I am paying attention.

~~~~~~*~~~~~~ Finally, Xander stood from the chair, looking down at Jada, and said, "I respect your privacy. So, I will talk about my account with Mr. Stark some other day." With that said, he gave Jada a faint smile and then walked away, leaving her staring after him in disbelief. When he got out the door, Rob and Rolex grew alert, and he noticed in their face and said, "Don't worry, Jada is fine. She asks for her privacy. So, I will be heading out." There silence in the office settled for a moment, then Mr. Stark spoke, asking, "So, ADs Group. What do you want to talk to me about it?"