Step It Up 2 Moose Novels & Stories

Shadows spilled down like a flood. We weren’t alone anymore. And the trap had just snapped shut. The stairwell groaned like it was giving up its last breath. Boots hit the steps in heavy, deliberate rhythm, not rushing—hunting. The sound made the basement walls feel like they were collapsing in on us, brick by brick. Nico’s knife twitched in his hand, his grin widening even as his eyes cut sharp toward the shadows. “Well, boys,” he muttered, “looks like the party finally showed.”

Callista still insisted on bringing food to his room. With heavy steps, Callista climbed the stairs and passed through the corridor to Caspian's room. She knocked on the door first, then entered with a tray containing a plate of meat and also a glass of water. She looked down when she stepped in, because she was afraid after Caspian had given her such a deadly stare.

another girl squealed, rushing to stand on the other side of Ste-phen, both flashing seductive smiles at him. The second lady was no different, even more exposed than the first one. Both straddled him, and Ste-phen stood unmoved, smirking at them. “Back off,” Mason said, taking two steps forward, glaring at the ladies with a hard look. They both raised an eyebrow at Mason, still holding onto Ste-phen. “Back off?” they chuckled, returning their gaze to Ste-phen. “Tell your little brother I'm about to suck your cock right in front of him.”

He finishes with another punch that lands perfectly on my broken lip, making me groan in pain and agony. Then he stands up, monitoring his fellow goons to leave after making sure that their message is home. They even step over me with their giant feet as they walk out. “Call the boss and tell her that we delivered the message!” I hear their leader instruct as they slam the door shut with a thund. Janie! Curse that woman! I slowly pull myself up with almost failed efforts, but I keep forcing until I make it to my feet. With every step being a struggle and painful, I start shaffling upstairs.

Two winter seasons. That is exactly how long my wolf has been bound to the most dominant, manipulative alpha male in the Raven Hollow Pack Settlement. Kenny Liu knows exactly how to handle my body. He knows the precise way to reel my inner wolf back in with heavy fur blankets, strong fire-whiskey, and a primal, explicit touch under the stars that leaves me completely breathless. But the second the winter sun rises over the pack lands, the alpha mind games start right back up. My best friend Thorne Matthews warns me that alphas only lie when they are trying to keep their partners compliant. I want to believe our sacred bond is real, but Kenny keeps ghosting our connection, disappearing in

I pull at the strings at the top, causing the material to tighten around my hips, before tying the strings into a tight bow. "Okay we can go now" I said to Jack as I stepped into my shoes and tied the hoodie shut over my neck and atop of my chin. Jack exits the room and makes his way into the kitchen, having me follow him close behind as he makes his way out of the front door. As the door closes shut behind us Jack then turns to lock the door, before going down the steps and going to his car.

HUNTER My heart beat rapidly, sweat breaking out on my temples as I darted my eyes around, walking a few steps into the grand mansion before us, on the left at the top of the stairs stood a man, deadly looming, a menacing smirk on his lips, his eyes remained glued to that of Atlas and I felt anger spike in my insides, my wolf snarling low

I muttered under my breath. "Well, your future father is an alpha. I'm sure you must have heard about our new alpha. He has a child a year older than you." I stared wide-eyed at my mom. "He will also go to the same school as you." My mom spoke casually without noticing the look on my face. I couldn't believe I would have a stepbrother and stepfather of much higher status than me. They were the alpha, and I was the omega in this house. Imagining what kind of pressure I would face when facing them scared me.

A fire that comes from the hunger that’s been holding on for too long. Goosebumps rise on my skin, and my moans fill the space as James sneaks his way down my neck while he continues to rock me against his fast-hardening cock. I’m starting to think he’d rip through his pants with how big he’s growing against me by the second, and I’d orgasm from these touches alone with how hot my body is.

I barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Hermes Vitali “My StepDaddy”. That towel barely hanging on his hips, water sliding down his body like it was teasing me and the way his dark eyes had dragged over my tits, slow and hungry, like he was imagining what they’d feel like in his hands. My pussy had stayed wet the whole night, aching and empty, no matter how many times I pressed my thighs together or tried to ignore it. By morning, I felt wrecked eyes puffy from crying over Kyle, body still humming from that charged moment with my new stepfather, Stepfather.