Novel & Cerita Stephanie Dray Books

I continued walking when Stephanie called Drake. “Hi, Drey!” she smiled. Drake forced a smile and waved at her. ‘Drey, huh?’ It’s a bit odd to see Drake being kind to her. It seems like only yesterday when he was ignoring Stephanie. Stephanie smirked and walked towards us. She clung to Drake’s arm while still smirking at me. “Can you accompany me to my room?” she said in a sweet voice. I almost rolled my eyes when I saw Drake nodding at her.

CONTENT: Step family, moaning, wet pussy, missionary, orgasm, blowjob, longer story, drama, sex, suspense, betrayal, seduction,drugs,18+. CHAPTER 1 Stephanie Modders laid on her bed with her cellphone in her hands hovering over her face, clicking away at her texts. Her pink, spaghetti strapped under shirt was half riding up her belly, revealing the belly button piercing her mother nearly killed her for getting last year. Even though she was 18 when she got it, her mom didn't like piercings that were anywhere, but the ear and she didn't like tattoos, period. Which is why Stephanie was taking this time while her mother was out running errands to wear as little clothes as possible and air out h

"Yes. Look, let me give you a heads-up. Staying here as the alpha's guest means nothing. Beta Thorne has no care for anyone else aside from his mate, and Alpha Draven is a long way on the same line." I almost rolled my eyes at her words. What was it with pretty women tearing others down because of men? "I'm not here for that." "That's what you all say." Stephanie snickered. "Stay away from Alpha Draven. Better still, leave this pack as soon as you're done with whatever you came here for." She picked up her teacup, trying to hide her satisfied smile behind the glass. The now familiar fiery warmth flared up inside me. Those words were the exact ones Astrid said to me.

The architectural style of the building was local yet stunningly beautiful. The steps were tall and steep. Climbing the steps normally required a great deal of physical exertion, let alone climbing them on one's knees. Austin kneeled before the steps, his knees scraped raw from friction as he left dark marks on the steps, slowly making his way up. Pain and exhaustion surged like a tidal wave within him, but Austin didn't stop, letting his thoughts fixate on Cara and the fact that the doctors had already warned them twice that she might not be able to make it out alive.

While all that was going on, I’d probably been in a board meeting or closing business deals, handling what, in hindsight, was unimportant. Stephanie and Claire had lived in The Driftwood for weeks while I’d pranced around in my literal estate. The guilt ate through me like acid. I was there for about forty minutes, alone with nothing but my thoughts, until Larissa finally came down. “Hi.” She greeted, sinking into the seat beside mine. “Sorry I took so long, I was helping the girls settle in.” “How are they doing?” I asked. “Claire’s still asleep. Stephanie… well she’s Stephanie.” She said with a shrug. “She is clearly exhausted, but she’s fighting it. I think she hates you a little less now

Auntie Claudia remarks and I shake my head. “I don’t want to talk about Angela right now Auntie Claudia, I will go back to sleep now and maybe when I wake up, I would be able to have the conversation with you” I state slamming the door across her face as I jumped back on the bed. I would handle the both of them by morning. STEPHANIE’S POV I pace back and forth in my room as I to wrap my head around what is going on. Why did Drake just decide to handle her lm his own? I already had a perfect plan as to how to ruin her completely.

“But I don’t have an account here yet. I’m new” Claire took the books. There were three of them— one was an instructional book about drawing portraits and the other two were a compilation of famous artworks. She was suddenly reminded of the art-loving Ethan but she slightly shook her head to dismiss the thought. “Okay”, she said while typing the command on the computer to make an account for a new borrower. Once set up, she looked up at the girl, “Name?” “Stephanie”, the girl replied, smiling to reveal a set of perfect teeth. “Stephanie Lopez”

Stephanie's features came into focus, and the displeasure written across her face was impossible to miss. “Sorry I interrupted you two,” she said, although her tone suggested she wasn't sorry at all. Her gaze shifted toward Mireya, slowly sweeping over her from head to toe with an intensity I immediately disliked. Stephanie was a powerful female Alpha, one who had spent most of her life believing she could have anything she wanted simply because very few people had the strength to deny her. She had only just met my future Luna, yet the displeasure in her eyes was already obvious.

The smoke seemed to hang motionless in the air. Then, a deep, sub-audible vibration began to rattle the stone floorplates, a low, tectonic hum that felt like the mountain itself was waking up from a thirty-year sleep. The brass dials on the console didn't just spin—they retracted into the iron framework, and the massive, circular granite dais beneath my feet began to split down the center, revealing a steep, brightly lit spiral staircase cut directly into the white Alpine bedrock below. “Secondary bloodline validation complete,” the cold, synthetic female voice announced, its echo carrying a terrifying weight through the rafters. “Welcome home, Miss Vance. The primary office is open. The aut

Draya My lips crashed into his as I pulled the door open, dragging him inside. I kicked the door shut behind us, my lips still on Chase’s, kissing him like I couldn’t get enough. My hands were everywhere, yanking at his tie, clawing at his jacket. I was desperate to feel his skin. The heat from dinner had been building all night and now it was a fire I couldn’t control. “Fuck, Draya,” he groaned into my mouth, his hands gripping my hips as I pushed his jacket off his shoulders. “You’re wild tonight.”