Wade Wilson Novels & Stories

Yaslyn said with an unbothered smile. Grinding her teeth, Sadie remained silent. The video call connected, and Wade appeared on the screen. He looked slightly groggy, seemingly awakened from sleep. His drowsy look did nothing to dim his allure. "What's up, Yaslyn?" Sadie hoped that the man would be her seller. However, the moment she saw Wade's face, her hopes were crushed. "Is the 'Prince Rupert's drop' watch with you?" Yaslyn asked. Wade took a sip of water and became a bit more alert. "Yes, it is. Why? "

Capri… “My names Jade and I’m not from here. My moms always told me don’t talk to strangers and besides your the wrong gender!” Jade was was Capris alter ego, she never told anyone she didn’t know her real name. She was not a bird brain easily impressed woman. Men would often pull our wads of cash out to try and impress her, but she would look away in disgust. Money didn’t impress her, neither did material things. She had everything she needed or wanted. Capri worked to ensure she would never be in need or want. She also told them she wasn’t into men as a way to get them to back down. She knew she needed another excuse. That line did not work, she would have never though these little boys wo

Wade said "I get why you did that, for money but then I lost my entire family that night. I was forced to live a life of loneliness no one to call family. I lost my lovely home, I tried everything I could to get in touch with everyone close to my family but no one was available, I had to work. At a young age I started working for a shoe store helping someone dust her store. When my enemies eat in expensive hotels with my family's wealth, I eat buns from the road side and begged for food, when I turned 18 I met Lee, he became my family. Even though he didn't have enough he took me in. It was then I knew I had to make them pay. Now it's time and I will definitely bring them to ruin. They messe

Alpha Nathan teased “this dress should cover the bruise on your back, and I don’t recommend wearing heels if they’re going to hurt you. I’ll go shower and get ready. Call me out if you need anything…” Nathan kept his arm wrapped around me as we entered the club, walking through the VVIP’s door, entering the lounge which was filled with men who wore suits. Carter stood beside one of them, glaring at the surrounding before his stance loosened up when he caught sight of us. He raised an eyebrow when he saw me, winking, making his Alpha shake his head as he extended a hand to shake.

Patrick said readily. “I want to acquire Wolfenden Corp. I hope you can assist me,” Wilson said sternly. “Besides, there seems to be a powerful being protecting the Wolfendens. Even the five fighters from my Team Sabertooth are no match for him. I hope that the Allens can send a few good fighters to get rid of him for me.” Patrick was a little bit surprised when he heard what Wilson said. “Really? There is such a person in Wolfenden Corp.?” “Yes,” Wilson replied coldly. “He’s called Kayson Yarde! He’s a highly achieved fighter. I hope you can treat him more seriously, Sir Allen.

my name is Erica Williams, I'm the head of the creative unit" after which I sat down. When everyone had finished introducing themselves. The man went over to whisper some inaudible words to the miserable man sitting at Mr. Wallace's chair. After which the chair turned and the person was none other than my ex. "my name is Damian, Damian Anderson and I'm your new CEO," He said, as his eyes fell on mine. Daring me to do my worst. "It's a dream Erica, now it's time to wake up" I close my eyes and concentrated on waking up. "Wake up Erica" "wake up" I did not know I was mumbling out loud till I felt someone's hand touch mine. It was Frank's. I opened my eyes and everything seem the same, it wasn'

He sports a wicked scar down his cheek and a lingering smirk. “Can we help you?” Wade asks. The man chuckles and shakes his head. “Looks to me like you’re the ones who could use some help.” he smiles a brilliant white smile as he continues towards us. “We can manage just fine,” I say defensively. The man chuckles again, stopping ten feet before us, and shakes his head. “Oh, I think not. You see. You two are coming with me. You have a meeting.” “Yes, we do, but not with you,” Wade says, I can see his old injury is bothering him again as his leg shakes. He steps up to me, wrapping his hand around my waist, and I know he is trying to calm himself and use me to hide his only weakness.