Swasan Stories Wattpad Novels & Stories

WILLOW’S POV I was running in the forest, intended to get as far as I could get from the pack house. Tears falling from my eyes, the pain was unbearable, fear consuming every part of my body. I knew he was right; he is my mate. I knew the moment I stepped into the room, but I had no good hope from him, how I could have, when my parents abandoned me because of who I am, why would he accept me. I didn’t panic, I controlled myself and pretended as if he didn’t exist, Isaac’s presence helped a lot and I rushed to hug him, but I think, it was mistake on my part, I mistakenly ignited his jealousy or we could say male ego and he came in action instantly and the secret I was holding or probably he w

Then, at that point, together with Jay, we walked back to the entrance/exit of the clinic. /// I planned to drive directly to the McCall house, since not even one of the three of us had any extraordinary problems to determine, when just outside the parking area of the Justo medical clinic he asked me to go back to school. Sasha had evidently taken the Bestiary and we planned to invest quality energy in the library by exploring the presence of half-wolf, half -kanima creatures . How did you come to this conclusion? 'Wow,' I wonder. It was a "reality check" when a "very lovely woman essentially gave me things back and it was a wake-up call," Swat says .

I have a hard time shaking this strange feeling that something is coming. After another large breakfast, I walked the boys to their car. It was time for them to leave. I gave them each a hug. "Hey we will come back to visit," Thomas says. "Maybe you could come visit us too, usualy only wolves are allowed but they iight ake an exception for the witch who saved Beta Devin's little bro," Sean adds. "I will definitely try," I smile at them. I know I will likely never go there ever. I gave Hannah's hand a squeeze as she gets into the car. They wave as they drive away. Well that is that, adventure over. I turn and walk to work. Thomas' POV

Then to his father, “Dad can you please begin a tale? Please dad. Not a murderer of virgin women biographic story. To me Malala Yousafzai should make king Shahryar`s case heard in the United Nations security sessions.” “Haha, okay son, I will chip in one last gem of my own concoction. I only hope you won`t sleep along the way. Because I can scent you’re going asleep already.” Frank Dubila reminded his son already on his arms and laps. “It`s okay dad. I`m all ears now.” Junior guaranteed and shifted, “Let`s get going, please.” His father began the new story. “Once upon a time, there lived a boy in a small village called Sop. His name was Waan. He was five years old. Waan was living with h

Willson, a handsome boy at Lighthouse High School. ___________________________ The second story comes up. So this story, the title Sweet Temptation. How did this lie begin and how this marriage was brought about. Thanks, for reading💋💋💋💋💋💋

Despite his urgency to reach home, Jasper decides to take Lianna and her horse along with him on the journey back home to Montana. Meanwhile, Alpha Briar West, a composed and confident leader, faces a new challenge when an unforeseen issue arises from the recent cattle thefts at Wolfe Ranch. He becomes the target of the enraged Alpha from the Winnipeg Pack, who seeks retribution for a debt. As if this predicament wasn't enough, Briar also finds his mate in an entirely unexpected manner. Now, this cowboy must navigate the complexities of his relationship with his free-spirited mate, Sloan Taylor.

Swan shakes her head violently. I smile at her and say quietly, “You did anything and everything to stay rich. You and your two little friends who still come over every Saturday to my fucking home.” Hunter’s voice cuts through the room. “I have audio. Let’s play it, shall we?” The speakers crackle. Swan’s voice fills the room: “Yeah, you know, Hunter… I was so in love with him. He thought he saved my life, but he really fucked it up when he supposedly saved me from being raped.”

My wolf sighed. Traitor. I had just begun drifting toward sleep when Jasper mumbled into my sleeve. “Mean woman... you said the story wasn’t finished last time. I want to hear the rest.” I cracked one eye open. “What story?” He nuzzled closer. “The one about the girl whose mom dumped her.” Ah… that story… my story. “Oh, that one,” I murmured, wetting my lips. “What do you think happened next?” He went quiet, thinking hard.

“So that way.” 16B was a much larger section than I expected. Still, it made sense since wolves were always passing down stories to the younger generations, true or not. “Found it,” I said. It took forty-five minutes but I found a book on the Moon Blessed that was not a kid's bedtime story. “When the Goddess becomes a man,” I read out the title. From the cover, I could tell it was still a fiction story for the most part. But it was better than nothing at all.

Now that she was out of earshot and baby Wissa was asleep I could talk to my guardian angel. "Remember our life before we came here?" I ask him, I still don't know how we got here but we did. "Yeah, it was boring and you were always writing," he says making a small sad smile comes to my face, I miss my stories. The world of stories is better than this one, why is it so shitty around here, why can't it be one of my happy and fluffy stories where the heroes stay together where live together and die together why does my story always have to include betrayal.