Stan The Water Man Novels & Stories

and drove to the apartment. stan apartment was on the 5th floor of the building. it's a two-bedroom modern apartment with one hall, kitchen, dining table, and study room. as they entered the bedroom stan's inner beast was fully released. the next morning stan was on his bed naked with Susan still sleeping. he thought about what to do with both Peter and Patrick and decided to go to his father and take his help to deal with them because Peter was a member of the underground tugs so, stan want to use his father's connection to get back on both Patrick and Peter.

Sloan was stone-cold sober, and he was freaking the fuck out. "I am not a blue man. I am Dagerstanteen. I am warrior. I am the great ruler. You may address me as king just like the cat does." Sloan dropped the water and stepped away from the table. He took another step toward the beach. He had to get out of here.

"Okay, thanks a lot." Stanley thanked the man. The man thought that Stanley was about to leave, and a smile appeared on his face. But suddenly, Stanley attacked the man without warning. He grabbed the man with one hand. "You..." The man stared at Stanley with wide eyes. Unfortunately, Stanley didn't give the man a chance to speak. With a forceful grip, he crushed the man to death. "You definitely won't keep my visit a secret, so you have to die."

(Roden POV) I was finishing my hair when there was a knock on the door. "Rod anniversary of the Stygian later, go to our base to celebrate with us. You need to be there, cutie pie." Stan said when I opened the door. "Argh do I need to go?" I sighed. "Of course." "But, Stan covered my mouth. "No buts, I'll see you there." He said seriously and turned his back on me. Argh shit!

the man said dryly. “Great, I knew you would grow up eventually,” he laughed in amusement. “You think too highly of me Stan,” he sneered, “she filed for a divorce a while ago, I’m single!” Stanford laughed, “I can play therapist later, we all have a function.” He ended the call abruptly leaving the man to have a conversation with himself. Donovan knew the ghost partner but had never seen him in person. Stanford usually described him as the trump card he needed to win a corporate war if one would eventually break out, he never understood why.

His perfect structures glowed underneath the lights, brighter than Venus. When I turned back Stan was fuming outwardly. ‘And how the hell do you two know each other?’ Stan sneered at us. ‘Oh, you haven’t heard?’ The man asked, pulling me closer. ‘We’re engaged.’

I hesitated, unsure of whether I should indulge my craving for more or just continue taking my juice till this whole party thing was over. "I don't know; it's been a while since I've had something like that. It might affect me, and I would end up creating a perfect mess of myself," I admitted, voicing my concerns. But Stan reassured me with a gentle smile. "Don't worry, I'm here. I won't let you get drunk. And even if you do get really drunk, I'll take care of you. You don't have to worry about doing anything silly. I'm here for you," he promised, his words washing over me like a soothing balm. It was surprising to see this cooler side of Stan. Stan had always been cool and humble, but right

“I will enjoy watching this pack burn and your daughter with it.” Before I could stop him, Tony has rushes in. “I, Tony Spartan, future Beta of the Sol Pack, challenge you, Alpha Herbert Waterman, for your pack!” Tony yells over everyone. I stood up shocked. “Tony!” Waterman laughs. “You want to challenge me?” His laughter shocks me. “I accept the challenge of Beta Tony Spartan, mate of a human.” He says human dripping with distain. “Tony, think of Sophie and your child,” I try and pull Tony back.

"First you beat me for twenty then you nail the hottest woman in the room. You jammy fucker! You have any hot friends, Mrs. Taylor?" "Yes, but they're all taken." "You're taken too, aren't you?" "It's my night off, I guess. Special occasion." I bumped my hip into Stan's and he squeezed my ass. "How's the water?" I asked, changing the subject. "It's fucking perfect. You guys should jump in." I held back but Stan had no hesitation. He let go of me and started pulling his clothes off fast. Seconds later he was diving into the pool. Mike started m doing backstroke to the far end and I watched him gliding through the water.

“Can Ryan join us?” “Why not?” Jeremy responded with a shrug. “I’m sure he will love to. But remember my mum always ends up in the pool with Sylver after their rendezvous in the woods. Bring your swimwear, people. ‘Cause I don’t think Ryan will be very happy if his son is exposed to dicks and boobs at this early age.” He drawled with nonchalance, hoping he sounded convincing enough. He didn’t want it to look weird when his mate went swimming in his trunks like he knew he would. “Yeah, Ryan wouldn’t want that.” Stan snorted. “I really don’t know if the dude will ever be used to our love for nudity.” Stan’s look of bewilderment made the other’s laugh.