Stand-in Novels & Stories

Nothing here has been cleared. Nothing here has been replaced. I wasn’t brought here to start anything. I was brought here to hold it in place.

He was staring at the inscription, and something in his expression made my stomach drop. "It's not a name," he said slowly. "It's a role. There's a space cut here for it. A place where someone stands." He traced the shape with his finger. "The anchor has to be someone with legitimate standing in the pack being challenged. Someone who can't be forced, who has to agree to be there. Someone the ritual recognizes as an impartial witness." The cold in the air suddenly felt sharper. "Arbiter," Ansel said quietly. "Vivienne," I whispered.

’ He apologized. ‘Oh, it’s fine. You are invited. Have your seat please.’ I replied gesturing to the chair. ‘oh, this is my partner Sergei Ivanovich Orlov. He is our international public relations officer.’ He gestured at the plum man standing by his side. ‘and this is Viktor Dmitri Belov, he is our lawyer. He will be in charge of our legal works here today.’ I extended my hand for a handshake. ‘nice to meet you, Mr Sergei Ivanovich Orlov.’

Another replied, "Exactly. You're pretending to be someone else's husband. Where does that leave Tiff and Natalie?" Joshua turned to look at me. He solemnly asked, "You'll be understanding about this, right, Tiff?" I pursed my lips and remained silent. I knew that these village elders would definitely leave once I agreed to him. At the end of the day, one person's strength could only go so far, especially when I still had Natalie to protect. The light in my eyes dimmed. But strangely enough, just as I was about to speak again, Natalie started squirming in my arms, insisting on getting down.

Even as we pulled away, Sara’s tear-streaked face burned in my memory. If only there was a better way to bring her into the picture. But right now, keeping her a secret felt like the only way to protect her. --- The car rolled into Sebastian’s estate, stopping at the grand entrance of his mansion. He stood waiting on the front steps, casually dressed in a fitted black shirt and tailored slacks. For a man who lived behind layers of power and intimidation, he looked disarmingly approachable like this. When his eyes found mine, he smiled. “Welcome to my humble abode.”

We got to the stage and opted to stand at ground level in front of it. I stood to the right side of Chase, and a step behind and Zack stood to his left, a step behind me. It was the traditional hierarchical stance for official announcements. I could see Alpha Jeremy sat in the front row. He saw me watching and nodded to me, which I returned just as Chase started speaking.

I stood up from my seat and pulled out a business card from my wallet as I walked forward and knelt in front of Raymond. “I’m not a bad man, Ray, but I can help your daddy fight off the bad men. Copy this number and save it on your phone, and whenever you come across any of the bad men, you call me instantly and I will always respond to your call.” I assured him. I made it look like I was talking to Ray, but I’m sure his father knows that I was extending a hand of friendship here, and I hope he takes it.

i visited to nanima's family doctor in delhi and after my checkup she assured me that i am perfectly fine now and it's okay to have intercourse but ,we should take precautions "Sanjana completed putting her lips on his ,and then one thing follows another the night became a night of reunion of not only two bodies but of two souls. Darsh promised himself to never hide anything from sanjana as if he had told her about his past with aditi that this situation can never occur and also keep his anger in check . Sanjana promised herself to have faith in darsh ,as if she had not trusted Tanisha 's word or she had asked the doubts to darsh before then she would not have to suffer this much pain. So th

At the same time, in the Fabish family's sprawling courtyard, a tense standoff was unfolding at the central plaza. Yash Fabish, the family's leader, stood at the forefront, surrounded by his kin, all wearing grim expressions as if bracing for a battle. Across the way stood Norwin, the third-ranking lord of the Waker family, flanked by his kin. Their numbers might have been smaller than the Fabish clan, but the menacing vibe they gave off made it clear they were not the friendly sort.

"You're out of a job and I'm offering you one. I don't see how that's a game." I narrow my eyes, not sure if I trust him. "What's the catch?" "No catch," he says, holding up his hands. "Just offering you a job." Oh, hell no. I won't let him drag me back into that home ever again. "I’m not interested.” “Think about it and let me know what you think.” And with that, he rises from his seat, his imposing height, towering over me. “I’ll be expecting your call.”