The Untamed Cast Novels & Stories

Serves you right, girl. The man wiped his lips using his thumb and smiled at me. He was wearing a white dress shirt that was now wrinkled, and a few buttons were opened revealing his chiseled chest. His lips were red from the smooching. His hair was all messed up, but he still looked hella fine. He looked flirtatious too. Maybe even worse than Rico here. His dark eyes bore towards me, “Hi there, miss. My name is Zero. May I know yours?” He extended his hand, and now I just noticed that he had tattoos on his fingers up to his arms. The man knows he’s sexy, and that’s dangerous.

Her spirited defiance continued, but the law had its own way of dealing with such situations. The crowd of onlookers watched with a mix of fascination and unease as Nysaa Everhart, the fiery troublemaker, was led away in the custody of the police. The consequences of her fiery clash with Mace Sinclair were only just beginning to unfold, and the next chapter in their tumultuous relationship would be marked by the legal system's intervention.

Eli stepped closer to her and she buried her face against his chest. Candy shook her head as she moved closer to Annie and Stolas. She felt drawn to them like a magnet. They both stood beside Amelia, Annie’s hand holding her free one that her mates didn’t have. Her eyes closed. Candy peeked down, sucking in a gasp. Already Amelia’s skin was healing. She glanced over at her mother as she looked up at Drake. Her hands on her hips as her eyes met his. She’d never seen someone stand up to the alpha as much as her mother did. Drake let her get away with it, she knew. He knew how much her mother cared for the pack.

he murmured, voice a caress against my spine, “there is no need for uncertainty. I will answer any doubts you have.” He wasn’t used to this. I could feel it in the tension of his body, see it in the tight control around his movements. He was a man accustomed to obedience, not vulnerability. Politeness looked strange on him, like armor he didn’t quite know how to wear. And the worst part was… it drew me in even more. But doubt clung to me, stubborn and unyielding. Nala hadn’t confirmed anything. My delayed senses always failed me. Until she said the words—He is your mate—nothing was certain.

Ohh, yeah Natasha told me she's hiring a new assistant for me and her but I don't know if it would be this fast he said to her and she smiled slightly at me. "Don't you know how to introduce yourself?'' she said with a strained voice and I raised my brow at her. "I'm sorry ma, am Ella Elliott and am glad to be working here at the Gaston's Company and I will oblige to the rules here." "I'm impressed,'' she said as she walked away with him. I heard him call his name Gavin. He was smiling at her as they both walked to his offices. Wait, she was just laughing with him now and why on earth would she wanna destroy him when she was his friend? I don't know what to do again. I should keep my head st

Slowly, I got to my knees on the chill floor while my hands were behind tied. ‘Good boy,’ she grated, a smirk on her lips. ‘Now get naked. Slowly. Show me what a thief gets.’ My face grew hot, but I complied: One-handed was doing the job of unbuttoning my shirt, which then slipped down. Shoes off, then socks. Down went pants, kicked to one side. Underwear were the last to go. I stood naked, with a cock already half-hard from embarrassment. She did a slow turn around me, her heels echoing. 'Count what you stole,' she told me, taking a wooden ruler from the counter. 'Eight. That's eight spanks on your butt.'