Tale Of 2 Stans Novels & Stories

said a blonde hair girl. "Good to see you Tori I used to study at Tombstone high and my parents shifted here a month ago" Their conversation was going on meanwhile the door of the canteen opened and banged so hard making a wild and loud sound. A boy with oily hair and half-broken glasses fell from outside, dropping the books he held in his hand. A guy wearing a black leather jacket stepped inside with two boys standing back like his bodyguards. Everyone looked at him with fear, it felt like he was the son of a mafia boss.

whoever it is isnt even trying to aim. with a few minutes passing, hearing only breathing coming from the stall next door at this point, i decide it is no longer worth being counted absent for the next class. i go to stand up, unlocking the stall and opening the door. i hear a gasp and am frantically cut off by another guy - its him, the ripped boy from my class…

"Today, the High King will make our marriage official. Remember what I told you before." His voice was like ice. "After we're married, we'll live separate lives. Play nice, and maybe I'll let you save some dignity in this marriage." I was floored. How could the heir to our kind say something so outrageous? He took my silence for consent, his grin growing wider. "Just keep in line, and I won't let you embarrass yourself in public." He was sure I would fall in line. Then came the sound of footsteps. The High King's right-hand man, his second-in-command, stepped out—with Damon, the werewolf, in tow.

“No Stan, stop what you are doing! I won’t allow anyone to get hurt on my behalf.” I moved past Gabe trying to stop them from fighting. I recognize Stan, he is a rogue who Thane works closely with to get intel about other packs. I met him only once, in the hallway of The Foul Moon Packs’ packhouse. He was standing propped against one of the walls near the dining hall. I noticed him looking at me and licking his dirty lips at the same time. I asked one of the servants who he was, and she told me all she knew at the time.

“Enough fables. What do you want, Carlson?” Carlson’s grin snapped wide, teeth bared like a wolf. He gestured dramatically to the table. “Good question.” He strolled to Stanley first, clapping his father’s shoulder. “Meet the man your precious Lord Dino destroyed, the man your father stole a wife from, who watched his world crumble. Tell him, father.” Stanley’s eyes glittered with age-old spite. “Your father took my everything. Now, you will pay the debt with interest.”

Adam grumbled at Uncle Austin. Uncle Austin then looked at the black square-shaped item embedded in the marble table, Uncle Austin smiled. "They didn't hide the stove, Lord." Uncle Austin answered patiently. “The stove you have been looking for is behind you. It's black and square." He continued. Adam finally looked back, it was true. The stove had actually been seen earlier, but he thought that it was part of the table. The picture or pattern on the table.

They followed behind him to a secluded area. A figure stood in front of a painting, checking out the work. His broad back stood firm with his hand touching the art of work. Umar nervously cleared his throat and the figure turned. It was a little bit surprising for Nafisa to see him there but to Hussain, he knew something like this would happen. "I knew it, you would bring this traitor and try to settle things. I just knew it but I couldn't pin point it out" Hussain yelled earning looks from the people beside them.

Theron and the other Stygian play chess and cards. Stan is the well-known god of the Crown. They say that he is merciless and he'll take all his enemies straight to their graves, they said that he is evil, but the truth is Stan is a soft-hearted guy, he even burst into tears while reading a sad story, like yesterday. Since the day they save me, they promise to take care of me. The truth is I respect Stan so much and I have been in love with a grumpy person Dylan, and I was the one who wants to protect him.