Trespasses Novels & Stories

Rena said. "Can you go outside first? I need to get changed" Sean said. "Should I wait for you outside? Did you forget I already saw it?" Rena said. "What do you mean?" Sean said. "Never mind, I'll make breakfast for you," Rena passed Sean who was standing in front of his bathroom and left his room. Rena did know Sean's apartment access code, at that time Sean was very drunk and it was Rena who helped him get home. But she shouldn't come in like that, she should at least tell Sean if she wants to come.

I use this small distraction on his part to slip around the large pillar and make my way away from this devastatingly beautiful stranger. I take the first pathway to the left that leads away from Mr Piercing stare. I keep a fast pace while walking, forgetting the reason why I came here in the first place. As I make my way away from him as quick as I can, I cross a grid in the floor. I am not sure what the reason for it is, but I have tripped over it before, even though it is level with the floor. The fine blocks are no obstacle for any other woman to cross it ever. For some reason, I fall down when I cross it. I make sure to take my steps carefully even though I do not slow my pace down. I d

Although, such an attitude could be seen as trespassing and was against the moral code, but the curiosity to know who could be there, overshadowed the strength of my morality. We are close friends. It shouldn’t seem too much like a trespass. I began to climb up the stairs, and walked down the hall from which I heard the sound of those giggles. Although, I didn’t hear it again, but I could still remember the part of the house it came from.

Ronan asks, his composure crumbling, cold sweat sliding down his cheek. The Trespassing rule is a very respected law among wolves. It has prevented war and conflict among wolves. He didn't expect that I would bring it up today. “You speak of heirs as if your hands weren’t stained with the blood of mine.” I said, voice calm and precise. He flinched, just slightly. Enough for me to know I’d hit home. " You and I know perfectly well that if there were any wolves from your house in my territory, I would have had their head on a pike by now"

Now my own mom want's me to have a one night stand with a total stranger, I just hate this woman. ****** Is it 402 or 403 fuck my battery is flat how will I know the lodge she sent, well let me go for 403 it sounds familiar, I opened the room staggeredly, nervous and shivered the room is damn dark. A hand held me from behind. "Good day sir" I said shaking. "what do you want?" I could smell the heavy alcohol. I'm short on words. " sir I love you " I said reluctantly. " get lost" fuck how am I gonna do this.

Pretending I hadn't been seeing flashes, echoes of something not of this world creeping past my peripheral vision. Then I felt it. A crackle. Like lightning behind my eyes. My cup dropped. Shattered. I bolted. The training grounds were in chaos. Guards barked orders. Wolves paced the perimeter. And at the center, a single pup crouched in terror cornered by something I couldn’t see. But I could feel it. The Veil had torn again, Malen flashed before my eyes and I was determined to not allow what happened with him to repeat itself again. I dashed for the pup drawing on my restrained powers to simmer to life.

Emberfall settled again, the land accepting what had happened without question. Cade had crossed the boundary by mistake. What followed was not a mistake at all.

Rosemary's gaze fell, and she tapped her spoon against the rim of her now-empty glass three times: a clear, sharp sound that was lost amidst the clinking of glasses, yet it struck a chord in me, sending a jolt through my heart. It was the signal. Time to move. I navigated the crowd with a tray in hand, my eyes darting to the hall's entrance. New faces filed in, all business in their sharp suits and polished shoes. One of them stood out: a notorious figure from the underworld, known for his illicit dealings. Old Fox's crew was complete. "Ladies and gentlemen," Bradley's voice resonated from the stage. "I appreciate your presence here tonight." He was the picture of composure under the spotlig

Marissa is very quiet, trying not to draw any further attention to herself. “I can’t smell anymore,” Hades answered, sniffing the air, “but I’m going to get a few men out to clear this mess up and secure the perimeter. Double security,” he added as Jackson nodded, “and find out how they managed to trespass into our boundaries. One or two I could understand going undetected if they slipped through but six?” he sounded incredulous, “that’s a lot of rogues that went unnoticed.” I agree. Hade’s security was relatively tight. It’s unusual for so many rogues to trespass so easily. Either they had found a blind spot, I thought darkly, or some of the men on patrol were now missing and possibly dead