The Westing Game Book Characters Novels & Stories

“France. Both of you. The Westons should be in Paris by the end of the week. That’s where the game begins.” Thorne said nothing, but the tension rolling off him was electric, dangerous. I sat back, confused and burning, my mind a storm. Who the fuck was Lorie—and why did the name make my brother look like he’d seen a ghost? Is he cheating on Delilah? I'd love to find out.

Dickson must have sent them to intercept us the moment he was kicked out of the bar. “Let’s not waste our time, ladies,” Westley said, a crooked, mean-spirited grin spreading across his face. He was flanked by three other guys, all dressed in heavy hoodies and baggy cargo pants, looking like pure trouble. “Me and my guys just need you to bring out the cash old Picasso paid you for the shift. Think of it as a local tax for bringing all that heat to our town.”

“My appetite has always been good, but there’s no good stock. I’m almost starving.” “Hey, I’m here to tell you about a good stock today!” “Oh?” “Maple Ephys is the top quality woman.” After they talked, Warren exposed Maple’s information to West. The moment he hung up, Warren flashed a wicked smile. “Haha. let me see how Maple can still survive this time!” Caleb curiously asked, “Mr. Parkinson, who is this West?” “He is a criminal whose brain is full of beautiful women. He is able to commit any crimes to have fun with beautiful women.

Little memories. Then I found something. A name. **Westen.** My stomach twisted. I kept reading. --- *"Westen has become strange lately."* *"He keeps asking questions about Camden."* *"Questions about documents he shouldn't know about."* *"I don't know who he is working with, but something feels wrong."* --- My heart pounded. I turned another page. --- *"Today I saw Westen meeting someone."* *"When he noticed me, he became nervous."*

“You mean quirky?” Ansel’s brows furrowed and realized he said the wrong word. Giro laughed at Ansel’s face again and Alain repeatedly slammed the table, patting his stomach as he fell to the floor laughing. “I can’t—” Alain continued to laugh out loud, “Cocky!” Apollo helped Alain stand when the latter signaled his Beta. “Wolves of Westfall.” He then pointed to Ansel, “the cocky Alpha is the winner for the night!”

Kyle complained while pouting his lips like a child, he folded both arms on his chest as he moved away to the back. Nektarios didn't bother with Kyle as he turned to West "Good day to you too, I'm Nektarios and this..." Nektarios threw Kyle a mocking gaze. Hearing that it had gotten to the part of the introduction, Kyle cleared his throat to look mature. Kyle smirked as he smiled widely at West "And I am..." Just before he could complete his statement "We are Lincoln's friends and you must be West Harvey, yes or yes?" West grinned "Yes or yes? What if I wanted to say a 'No' ??

Westin eyed Tara, warning her to stop being overly dramatic. Annoyed at their back and forth, I glanced up at the clock, hoping class would start soon. Our homeroom teacher hadn't resumed for the day. Tara and Westin continued with their game. I stared off into the mid-distance when I noticed Craig's gaze holding me captive. Like a child caught stealing, my breath rattled in my chest and I shrunk back from his gaze, preferring to endure Tara and Westin's banter. "That's not fair! You always steal my character," Tara hit Westin's back playfully causing him to squeak loudly.

A faint smile appeared on his face as he said, "Excellent! Let me introduce myself. My name is West, Leon West. You may know me as Mr. West from the state." Liam frowned as a thought formed in his head. Sunniva was telling the truth. The Norris family sent Mr. West to look for him. Was Mr. West from the state? How interesting. Liam did not expect the Norris family to send someone over, much less act so quickly. Right at that moment, Jovie—who played at the side—saw that Liam returned. With a lollipop in her hand, she rushed to Liam with a grin. Jovie handed the lollipop to Liam and said with a smile, "Dad, look! That man bought a lollipop for me. He plays with me too."

Men like this only think with one part of their body. I cover my mouth and giggle, fluttering my eyelids at the intimidating blonde man."I'm just a girl taking a swim in the pool. Who are you?" The man's face morphs into a terrifying glare, his arms shooting out and grabbing my body out of the pool. "Don't play with me, girl! Do you know who's estate this is or who I am? I'm Evander Weston, son of Noe Weston-the boss of the Weston Syndicate! In case you haven't gathered, you are trespassing on Weston Territory!" My heart flutters at his revelation. Fuck! Of all the syndicate henchman to run across, I had to cross Weston's son? Before I can think of a reply, Evander grabs a gun from one of th

The activities of the previous night had made them more comfortable with each other’s presence. “I seriously am a loser for deciding to come this way with you guys!” Floyd grumbled, glared at Maverick and he ignored him. “I thought we were supposed to be getting most of the games. Ms. Aurora and the Lycan king are with us, but how come Alpha Easton is the one getting most games? He’s paired up with Beta Alec, and everyone knows that they’re enemies. They have four games already!” The redhead beside Floyd said, and he patted his head. The teenager’s smile brightened. He seemed to get along with Floyd really well.