Unhinged Onley James Novels & Stories

" This made James smile and raise an eyebrow. He agreed and tried to laugh, but he couldn't. The candy has no idea what Jayden has planned. Their women who were in Seven Wolves didn't know about it. After the service, Jayden's ashes were spread out in the world. Delilah was one of the people who joined the crowd and watched the parade. He began to frown, though, when he saw James' face, which was back to normal. He was so bored that he even let out a small yawn. Delilah watched James and thought, "He got over being sad so quickly." After a month, Aidan Caesar went to James' club to cool down and think. He was bored, tired, and angry because his house problems never seemed to end. When he got

" I frowned, not expecting this kind of attitude from her. She shook her head, as a spaced-out look appeared on her face. "I never knew about it until I got to find out from Abigail. I'm his damn sister, for crying out loud, so why do I have to be the last to find out?" I understood exactly how she felt, being the last to know about things. I had witnessed it first hand with Aretha. I had actually happened on Chito sitting by the pool one day trying to inject himself in the butt. It had taken awhile for me to coax him to let me help him. That was how he told me he had LGD. I had understood it all then; his mood swings, lashing out at his sister and even wanting to be alone.

Her father ordered her to muck out the stalls and apologize to old man Henry McAllister. Johnathan was a beautiful dark haired young fella with marvelous green eyes. He was the son of the neighboring clan. Johnathan Campbell was the eldest son out of four siblings to Douglas Campbell. At the age of 13 he was 4 years older than Olivia. Olivia frustratingly said “I had to ummm. I had to help with the care of the horses today. These idiots put me in the feed closet and left me there. You saved me.” She gushed as she clung to him again.

“You took a file? Jason, what exactly are you mixed up in?” Jason wipes a hand across his face, exhaustion weighing him down. “It’s bigger than anything you can imagine, Sophia. The people I crossed… they’re not just powerful—they’re untouchable. They run everything from the shadows, and now they want me dead for what I know.” Ethan crosses his arms, his tone skeptical. “And you think showing up here, dragging Sophia into it again, is going to help? If they’re as powerful as you say, you’re only making things worse.”

Amy whined at first only to freeze on the spot as she spotted the sick boy. At the office, Ronald swirled in his chair as he held his head between his hands. He didn’t make a habit of partying or getting drunk regularly but last night he just couldn’t resist. The only ticket for him to get his inheritance was gone. He scoffed to himself at the thought, that was the reason he never regarded himself as the marrying type. Women always ended up either cheating or f$$king a man up, he could say that from experience. The door to his office flew open making him look up suddenly praying that it was the coffee girl. For some reason, he couldn't stop thinking of her despite his troubles.

No more intense sports, but it didn't mess with his daily life. Following his parents' plans, he stepped into the family business. Work became his escape. He threw himself into it, and under his lead, Ramírez Corp not only bounced back but soared. Lorenzo, satisfied, handed over full control. Just like that, Marco became the business world's newest rising star. The only problem? He was a total workaholic. No hobbies, no social life—just work and home. No one knew his real escape: secretly watching performances from a certain dance troupe in Fremora. He even had private rehearsal recordings that weren't public.

She added and was going to use the remote but I snatched it from her. “What's so cool about that? Is it that so cool to be dead after being bitten by that thing. And besides, don't listen such a false news. There is no such thing exist. You're probably crazy.” I shook my head. She really need some help with her mental health. By the way, she's Elisa. My closest friend. “Didn't you hear the news that the woman had a bite on her neck?” She asked. So what? I don't believe that.

Back then he was a top hockey player in the country and his profession paid good enough to support my mother as she figured out life and how to survive because her parents cut her off the inheritance. Uncle James is the oldest, three years older than my mother. While my mom is thirty seven years old, he's forty. However, he isn't married because he dedicated most of his life to hockey. Though he doesn't look like his age, he looks much younger because of endless exercise, good diet and everything that athletes do to stay fit. We always joke about him being a bachelor and all that but today isn't one of those days… “Come on, have a seat.” He helps me to sit on the couch then turns off the TV.

I beamed. "Never underestimate your opponent." As the words left Gregory’s lips, his body began to shake and contort, twisting and shifting into what could only be described as a wolf/human hybrid. Despite how meek and breakable the man looked as a human, his wolf form looked damn near invincible. Behind me, I could hear my comrades' shocked responses to not only Gregory but Theodore's shifting. Shit, it seemed that I may have really underestimated these two and could only hope that we could manage to defeat them.

On his usual visit he met a pretty-fat lady who gave him a real bro-hardcore moment and he couldn’t pull-off instead he continued to frequent the city more than usual. Lynda blows James off his feet and he claims to be both in love and lust for her. James, as the only child of his parents, lost his mum at the age of 14 and dad at 17. He was left in the care of his uncle who lived 20 miles away from their ranch. His closest companion was his ram, goats, horse, friends and sexy- erotic girls he normally arouses to while admiring the magazine and movies. He loves real-p**n movies and loves sex like real-horny camel.