Tale Of 2 Stans Novels & Stories

*Nitish Pov* I stared at the woman shaking my hand with a curious look as she is staring me with an expectant look like ready to listen to whatever I am going to tell her and not just hear it. "Don't be so excited about my story. It is boring compared to yours." I stated releasing her hand. "My story?" she asked leaning back. "Yes! A long last one-sided love story where her love is out of reach as he is a married man now. While you are trying to come over those feelings along with trying to make up to your mistakes with your other best friend." I explained and she glared at me before sighing.

My brother has found another prey, and as usual I have to make sure, he never lays his eggs. I hated Tyler so much, and it was a miracle we managed to maintain a tone of civility around our mates, and most especially, our father, the Alpha of the Howl-Moon pack. But, there was no way I will let him ascend the throne, I will do anything to stop it. And, somehow I saw the way.

Stanley stared at the dining and then at her before saying, "get ready, someone will come in a few hours and take you shopping for a wedding gown and its accompanying accessories. You will stand in as my bride at the alter but don't get any ideas, that doesn't make you my wife. It's just for the public because I don't want everyone to know what happened between me and Savy. Six months later I will pay you off and you can go back to wherever the hell you came from. Do you understand?" Lana stared at Stanley in shock unable to speak." "I asked you a question, Lana" Stanley said. "Do you understand me?"

Stan gave me a comforting chuck on the shoulder. "Now, what I want to know is what you're going to do about that?" I frowned at the older man, annoyed that he saw right through me, and was amused by what he saw. "So, you want to give me relationship advice?" "God, no," Stan said. "I've been divorced more times than you've ever seen Tasha. All I'm trying to do is to tell you not to give up." "Tasha all but told me to give up," I said. Stan sighed.

I couldn't help but wonder about the underlying tension between them, but Anna remained tight-lipped whenever the topic arose so I've learnt to drop it. "It's lovely to see you both," Stan greeted them, producing small gifts from his satchel with that smile of his. Tess's eyes lit up with unbridled excitement as she received her present, her effusive gratitude filling the air with infectious joy. Anna, on the other hand, accepted hers with a forced smile, her gratitude seeming more obligatory than genuine. Finally, Stan turned to me, his hand reaching out to mine with a tenderness that made me wonder what he was up to. "I have a confession to make," he murmured, his voice laced with a hint o

She would be mortified if she knew I was following along but I love to see her blush when she is shy and embarrassed. “You are not going to tell her about the note from Alpha Matt?” Stan asks through our mind-link. “Not yet. I do not want to ruin the fun they are having. We will stay close, and the warriors are on high alert,” I reply. The warriors found nothing and nobody outside at any of the entrances. It pissed me off that we had been so close. The next time I see that Alpha, he is a dead wolf.

I dropped the money cases on Stan's desk. I took Zaki's gifts. Likewise, I'm not that stupid. After he raped me over and over again, I won't take the money. I'm not stupid to just think about my pride. "Wow, it looks like you've got a big victim," Stan said and open the case. "It's huge. I'm almost torn." I whispered. "CONGRATULATION!" Said Stan. Congratulation? Where? Of what that animal did to me? TSS.

Lorraine said. “You won't be disappointed,” Stan said with a smile. With that, Lorraine left with her gang. Stan's originally smiling face darkened instantly. She was giving him an initial show of strength. If Fred was so powerful, what about the other senior? ‘However, don’t you underestimate me, if not, you will be destined to be let down.’ “T-man!” “T-man!” “T-man!” Everyone in the room called out. “It’s fine. Continue with your meal. I’ll head out to deal with my business now. Don’t worry, I will make sure the whole of Somerland knows the name T Faction,” Stan said seriously.

"I'm not scared, but just a little hungry." How would a few slices of bread ever fill a stomach? After a while, he laughed cheerfully. "My Uncle Ben told me to pick a slave… I guess I picked someone amusing." Uncle Ben? As in his third uncle? The same pack elder who would instigate infighting and later assassinate Yoran himself? Still, I kept my head down while Yoran summoned a servant, who brought so many dishes that they covered the entire table. Just the scent of food was enough to make me drool.

"Vivian was at fault for this, so I'll deal with it. There's no use clinging onto your resentment, so hurry up and move back home." I looked at him in pure confusion. "Why should I?" His mouth opened, then closed again. It took him a few long moments before he finally came up with a grand-sounding excuse. "I already told you—my parents would worry if you were out there alone. They’d miss you too." I immediately shut him down. "I'll deal with them on my own." Two days ago, I already told Horace's parents about me leaving to study abroad. They were sad to see me leave, but very willing to support my dreams.