Vince Champ Novels & Stories

Jared asks as Brock enters the kitchen. “Please,” he growls, running his hands through his hair. The man’s hair is gorgeous- it’s chocolate brown, though the sun has lightened some of the strands to more of a coppery color. It falls a few inches below his shoulders in loose waves and looks like it would be silky soft to the touch. As Brock reaches up to secure his hair back in a quick man bun, his t-shirt rides up and I get a glimpse of his lower abs and the tantalizing V shape of his Adonis belt. This guy’s body is unreal- I haven’t stopped thinking about it since I saw him in the kitchen the other night wearing nothing but his boxer briefs. His body is all three T’s: tanned, toned, and tat

the man I'm now assuming is his brother ducks his head closer to Harper's and says "Taking it up the ass and sucking dick" Questions and anger run wild through my veins at the feeling of pain that's radiating off of Harper. A low threatening growl rips from my chest as Niro wants to break free. "If you don't want to end up in the ICU I suggest you let me go now and walk away" Harper warns the man who chuckle and shakes his head. "Oh yeah" they both come to a stand still "Are you going to do some kinda voodoo magic shit to some how make you strong enough to beat me"

I looked up to see a lean man with blonde hair and bright eyes raising his hands in surrender. Ricco, Nicco, and Maximo shielded me with their bodies. “Viola, it’s me, Carlo Mancuso!” He yelled loud enough to see him. I finally recognized him when he said his name. “Ricco, let him through. He’s my friend.” My three bodyguards obliged and Carlo walked to me. He was the nephew to Stefano Mancuso, the leader of one of the four mafia families in Italy. He and I were not friends. I’d only uttered those words to ensure Ricco would let him through. I’d gone to boarding school with him when I was in high school—before I transferred to an all-girls boarding school.

Michael asked me still shocked. "I am your brother, I know everything about you, Lincoln," I replied and his anger was slowly replaced with anxiety. I couldn’t help but feel pity for my brother when I saw the pain in his eyes. This is why I don't want to answer his question as to why I hide the truth about our parent's death from him. During Lincoln's last year in the University, after he's done being the football team's waterboy and decided to go back to the locker room, he witnessed the captain of the football team sexually harassing the front girl of their cheerleading squad inside the private locker room for the football team. Lincoln interrupt them and save the girl but the captain wasn

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

With a hand on his back, he said, “Eugene, it was thanks to your family that I could have this breakthrough. So, don’t worry. I’ll do three things for your family." Eugene’s face lit up, and he immediately said, “Witherspoon, to be honest, my family is currently facing some trouble.” He then told Witherspoon how Vince was injured and how Chevy got defeated. After hearing that, Ernest glanced at Chevy in surprise. “Is he really that powerful?” “Yes, he defeated me with just one move,” Chevy admitted, his face turning red. Ernest narrowed his eyes and murmured, “It seems that kid is indeed a meridian-opening master.

I recognize him instantly, a cruel smirk spreading across my lips. He’s Harold Vance—the Chief Editor of The Vanguard, the city’s most ruthless high-profile blog. A man who buys and sells secrets for a living. He doesn't care whose life he damages with his words. And I was here for him specifically. I only used coming out here as an excuse to catch Vance in this very moment with his lover. “Zayn Hemsworth!” Vance calls out, his voice booming and full of unwanted glee. He’s trying so hard to conceal the terror running through his veins like acid, but he can't hide it for too long. He steps out of the car, smoothing his tailored suit. He doesn't even turn back to glance at Barbara, who is curr

“He also has good relations with the Hamilton family. He was the one who saved Fabian Hamilton’s life before. “He didn’t even care when he went up against the Maiden, Teal Leithold herself! You should really be careful in front of him! “Don’t try to go against him. You’re probably no match for him.” Vince bitterly tried to convince Jason.

"Say goodbye to your dad." Bonnie's dad starts screaming and shouting but I drown out the noise and keep my attention on the bastard in front of me. I can't torture him as I would like. The Elders don't agree with that kind of violence but I can still make him suffer before he dies. I land several more punches to his body feeling fucking happy when I hear several bones break beneath my hands. He tries to hold in his wimpers but he fails and their music to my ears.

It was also becoming hard to keep our relationship from Mike, so we decided to just be friends. Then three years ago our lives were changed forever. Catherine was in a car accident with her parents on the way to the airport. She was pulled from the car by a man named Trevor Woods, but her parents were not so lucky. They were both killed, and poor Catherine was traumatized. Little did we know that her parent’s death was no accident and that we were about to go through hell and back. While Catherine was in the hospital, Mike was approached by a man named Seth. He informed Mike that his father, James Scott, was the leader of a gang in Chicago, and that with his death Mike was now to be the one