Stephen Stotch Novels & Stories

“Alan and which professor are your mates?” “The professor from school, dad. Zachary. I found out long time ago that they were both my mates and I have tried all I can to stay away from them but….” “You told me you haven met your mates and yet, you have not just one but two?” He snapped, standing from the bed with the help of his walking stick. “Aside from having an immoral relationship with your stepbrother, you are also doing same with your Professor? Coupled with lying to me?”

When Steve arrived at the base, he went to his private most room. No one was allowed to enter that room except his best friend Stooper whom he had given access f that room. He wanted to clean himself so that he could avoid any suspicious that he had left the pack to meet a human. When he pushed the door open, he saw his closest friend Stooper sitting on the couch as if he was waiting for him. Stooper had the same nature as Steve but not he was not as powerful as him.

she stuttered “ then I don’t see the issue of you coming back with me?” I questioned “ I just I’m not going back there” she mumbled walking out of the kitchen “ there has to be something she isn’t telling us” Creed addressed “ she isn’t hiding something, she has a past in the US. One that you can tell wasn’t so pleasant. Instead of pressuring her to go back Alexander maybe try to find out why she’s so hell bent on not” grandma shrugged walking out of the kitchen as well

“Don't tell me th-” “What is the name of this company again?” I turned to face Tiffany who seemed to have dropped something. I saw her jaw dropped, just when I turned to see what made her jaw drop, I saw… “JEREMY KOCH!!” He walked past me with that sense of aura, he reeked of unwavering authority and influence. He pretended not to see me just as he did eight years ago. I ran over to Tiffany who was literally drooling. “Tiffany, Tiffany, you are drooling all over your sweater,” I tapped her out of her thoughts.

She was seeing so many yellow strips for the first time. All Four of them entered the small cafeteria on the ground floor of the main building with Stephen leading their way. Once they settled down, a person came to take their orders, he was one of the employee of stocks groups but he was not a fighter as he had a yellow strip. Stephen was the head of the Unit deployed at Stocks group of companies site in Wheatley. Every men passing by them would greet him and he would acknowledge them politely. He appeared to be one of the most down to earth person. Nick and Fuoco were impressed by his humble nature but there was one man who wasn't. He was the CEO of the stocks group of companies, Zieve Sto

Then his expression became cold again. “Listen carefully.” he suddenly said and I nodded automatically. “Nobody at school must know about this, not a single soul. I am not your step brother, we don't live together. We are not related and I don't know someone as lame as you. If you as much as breathe this to anyone, I will ruin you I promise.”

“That’s my good girl. Take your stepbrother’s cock. Let me fill you again while our enemies watch.” She came hard, screaming my name, her walls fluttering wildly. The sensation dragged me over the edge. I knotted her deep, roaring as I pumped more cum into her already overflowing womb. For a moment, everything felt right. Then Victor’s voice cut through the hullabaloo like a sword of Damocles. “Enough of this disgusting display!” A silver dart flew through the air and punched itself into Sophie’s shoulder. She cried out, collapsing forward onto my chest as the toxin spread through her.

He seemed much hotter and really handsome than his dad, and even my faulty eyes could tell. "This should be the last one, boy. Punctuality really matters," Spencer stated, with a smile on his face when his son got so close, but I could sense the sternness and displeasure in his voice. Mother was just smiling. "Dabby, this is Damien. Damien meet your sister Dabby," Spencer continued, and I retreated a bit to look at the daunting stepbrother of mine. The aura was too familiar. Too familiar. My eyes raised up under my glasses to see who it was, and I could feel my head spin in activation to fainting. I wanted to lose my mind or have an attack, so that someone would wake me up and say that it wa

“Probably. Who cares anymore, certainly not me.” Instantly a weird type of tension creeped up in the atmosphere making it unbearable for me to stay. Stephan’s deep breaths ringed until they slowed down when he sat down next to me in a certain distance. From my peripheral vision I saw he brought a towel towards his face to wipe off the excess. We both sat quietly until he broke it off again. “You know what, just be the person in the song. Your song. Maybe you’ll get your answers you seek for.” With that he got up and stormed off in the next door showers.

Oh Stacey we were shoved together there was never any love " my tone is bitter and cold. My Mother's face has turn two shades of red while Stacey's parents are wide eyed Richard is eating not saying anything. "Zachary" Oh don't Zachary me bullshit ,my son almost died tonight someone tried to poison him "Your son ?you have son " Stacey asks before turning her wide gaze to my mother then her parents. "Mom , Dad let's go please now " she says with tears falling in her eyes the hurt in her face she doesn't deserve it.