Wade Wilson Booktok Novels & Stories

Then he clears his throat to speak, and when he does, his voice is low and authoritative, eerily reminiscent of his father, and his words give me déjà vu. He cups his hands around his mouth, calling out. “Listen up, recruits!” THE END. ************************************** That’s a wrap on the six-pack series! Thank you all for coming along on this journey with me. My next book is a standalone connected to the six-pack universe; keep an eye out for Cal and Nessa’s story, BROKEN BOND, to start releasing in late August/early September. To stay in the loop about future releases, join the pack by following me on I n s t a g r a m : c.j.primer

Alpha Wade inhaled deeply, his hands shaking under the table. He was trying his best not to attack me on my seat. If looks could kill, I would be dead by now. However, I was not afraid of what he might do to me. In fact, I was enjoying every moment of his anger toward me. With the alpha king beside me, I was untouchable. "That's not funny, Your Grace," Alpha Wade said. "I valued my slaves." Smirking, I took a small bite of the watermelon in my hand.

Across the ocean, another storm brews. Wade sits in his private study, draped in velvet shadows and cigar smoke. The room reeks of power and menace—mahogany shelves stacked with books he never reads, trophies of hunts he never finished, weapons displayed like art. He leans back in his chair, a glass of whiskey balanced lazily in his hand, his grin stretched cruel and satisfied. On the desk lies his phone, the call just ended. He laughs, a low, malicious sound that rattles the quiet. “The Vallerand prince,” Wade says mockingly, tossing the phone onto the desk. “He almost got him. Almost.”

Monday (6:19AM)’ THERE'LL BE A STORY ABOUT THEIR CHILDREN, TRISTAN AND INDY. TITLE: “WILL YOU MARRY MY GROOM?” WYMMG might start this week or next week. And yes, Imogen, Hames, Kade, Lila, and other characters from this book will be mentioned in the book, and the update will definitely be faster than this one. Thanks to everyone who read Millionaire's Hot Secretary till the end, and to everyone who has always commented on this book. Your comments have always been a motivation for me. I love you all so much, more than you can ever imagine.

"The configuration changes because the world changed. You will take the ridge by sunrise tomorrow, or I will personally strip that armor off your back and lock you in the lower utility cells until the winter is over. Do you copy my words?" Vance let out a bad, dry laugh, spitting a thick glob of saliva onto the concrete floor right by my boot. He looked around the room, nodding to his men. All around the assembly hall, the fifty Nullifiers shifted their weight, the clicking of their gun safeties turning off echoing sharp against the stone walls. The message was completely, totally clear. They didn't accept my command. They didn't care about my keys, and they sure as hell weren't going to let

he responded, accepting the gift and walking away. Contrary to what I had previously claimed, I was actually deeply bothered by the situation. The thought of them kissing, having intimate relations, and calling out each other's names filled me with boiling anger. I had placed my trust in both of them, only to be betrayed. I would never forgive them for this! Determined to leave the place, I hailed a taxi to take me back to the airport. I urgently needed to book an early flight back to New York. As I settled into the backseat, my phone began to ring.

Like he already knew the answer, like this was just the formal step where he wanted me to admit it right to his face. “I didn’t do anything.” It was clear he wasn’t satisfied with my reply. I jerked back when he stepped closer. I tilted my head up, and he was already towering over me. His height was intimidating for someone my size, but I refused to back down. “I woke up this morning only to find all my gear gone,” he explained. I tilted my head. “That’s unfortunate.” “Really?” He tilted his head too, copying my exact gesture. “Really.” For the first time since I had known him, Wade looked genuinely furious. It wasn’t just in his voice, it showed in his eyes, in the way his jaw tightened, li

“Well, I am Vad Wagner, the bearer of truth. We didn’t mean to intrude. Kylo and I were lost and we don’t know the way back.” He looked at me with suspicion as he crossed his arms. “What a filthy name you have. Humans can’t fool me.” He narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists. “I’m not lying. What are we supposed to do here?” I said as I stepped backward. “Steal the books, expose our secrets, and gain power!” he said as he punched me. I avoided his strike, and the floor cracked instead. “Run!” Kylo and I ran in different directions. The creature was chasing after me. He smashed everything that’s hindering his way, even the books.

"Beauden, Roarke, and four warriors arrive at the bar where Ely and Devin were last seen. Beauden hoping Whitman shows up. He can’t wait to get his hands on him even if Whitman didn’t get a chance to burn Wissy’s house it’s the point that he planned on doing the deed. The thought Whitman was so sure that his mate would run back to Peyton’s pack and into his arms only pisses him off more. The warrior goes to the bar to sit, and Roarke and Beauden sit at a table that has the perfect view of the front and side doors. Beauden listened to Wissy tell him she was home and taking a shower before she kidnapped their daughter from their parents. He grins “Man I hope Wissy’s pregnant or gets pregnant s

“I should be staying here with you,” Lila complained as Jasper escorted her to the door of the werewolves’ lodge. “We’ve been together from the start. I don’t like separating now.” “You have your people to be with,” Jasper muttered. “You’ll be safe with them.” “You’re my people,” she grumbled. “Besides, I’ve been perfectly safe with you right along and that was with vampires. I can’t imagine it being worse with werewolves. They, at least, have a human side.”