Wander X Sylvia Novels & Stories

She turns to look at me fully, her expression warm and sincere. “You know… I don’t usually warm up to people so quickly. But there’s something about you, Zendaya. You’re kind, you’re brave, and you have a gentle heart. It’s rare.” I offer a small, polite smile, not quite sure how to respond. Sylvia continues, her voice growing a little more hopeful. “I’ve been wanting Ronan to find a good wife for a long time now. Someone real… not those girls who only care about money and status. Someone who can make this house feel like a home again.” She reaches over and lightly pats my hand. “A woman like you.”

It rises high, the towers scraping the sky, raising as high as the tallest mountain. I call it quits when I can’t see the sun in the sky anymore, opting instead to sit against a tree and break bread. I refuse to travel through the night, not with how dangerous the forest is. Gods only know where I would end up stumbling through the dark. I nestle back, stretching my legs out in front of me. I flip my bag open, and paw through the jumbled mess. As I pulled the humble meal from my satchel, I hear a voice.

It was about the weight of the situation, about the unspoken rules we were supposed to follow but couldn't quite bring ourselves to. I shifted in my seat, trying to distract myself, but Silas’s eyes were still on me. It wasn’t a look of anger or frustration—it was more like... curiosity. But even that felt dangerous, like he was unraveling something deep inside of me, something I didn’t want him to see. I cleared my throat, pushing the thought away. “I think I’m going to go for a walk after dinner,” I said, forcing myself to sound nonchalant. Gerald smiled warmly. “That sounds like a good idea. Maybe get some fresh air. Silas, you should join her.”

He smiles at me and holds his hand out, “Lets go.” Xander I drop Hayley of at work and head back home. I just make it through the front door when my phone rings with Kyle’s caller ID flashing across the screen. “Hey Kyle, sup?” “Hey Xander, I’m going for a hike around the Mount Levi and Lake Serenity area…want to meet me there? Henry’s in but Tyler can’t make it.” “Sounds great. Let me change and we can meet at the start of the trail?” “Sure. See you just now.”

he agonizingly groaned. He was restless as he moves around at my lips every slurp on his cock, his body would stretch and curl at every lick and touch of my tongue from the tip of his big, fat girth to the whole length as I use both my hands and lips to trace the trail down to his balls. He was so big, but I have heard from my naughty colleagues at work that the bigger the man's thing, the more fun. I have heard their stories of fun and as I cannot join in indulging with them, I am happy to be the open ears listening to their endless rantings. As the head waitress, I have to know how to communicate and connect with people. Aside from the manager, I have no reason to dislike my job. Too bad I

She added a bottle of wine to the bag as she heard Will chuckle. She shifted to her wolf quickly and grabbed the bag of clothes with her mouth and descended down the stairs. Her eyes caught Jayce’s before Will opened the door for the three of them, stopping Jayce from following. Breaking out into a full run she led them to the waterfall that she and Myra used to play at before she got taken by the wolf council. She shifted back to her human form, grabbing the backpack with her hand before it hit the ground. She unzipped it and took a long drink from the bottle of wine before passing it to Myra and finding a comfortable rock to sit on, not even bothering to care about her nudity. Jillian and

I watched the snow drift past the window and said softly, “I’ve been here all along.” The moon-vow hymn had already begun at the snowfield altar. In a few minutes, I would step forward. Cassian fell silent on the other end. “Where are you? I don’t see you anywhere.” I held up my phone and said, “Listen.” The wind carried the vow hymn through the line, faint but clear. His voice tightened at once. “You’re at the snowfield?”

Sylvia wasn't in the mood to get back to the office immediately. Straight after leaving the café, she took a walk to a nearby park. Her mind was distracted and she kept walking and walking till she found a bench and decided to sit there. She never thought that things would get this complicated in their relationship. If there's one thing that Sylvia hates at all, it would be complications in any situation. She would rather avoid complicating things or just won't make it complicated at all.

If I didn’t, the fear that my little sister might already be in the wizard’s grasp would overwhelm me. We slowed as Aiden sniffed the path, tracking the path to the safehouse where my family was being sheltered. Oakley dipped his wolf head low, allowing Sylvia, who had been riding on his back, to dismount. She clutched her chest and leaned against a nearby trunk, taking a deep breath. Her face was pale from the speed of the ride. I wondered if she had ever ridden a werewolf before, even though she had lived in Hescor for so long. But judging by her retching and the greenish tint to her face, it was clear she wasn’t fond of the experience.

The seller insisted on being compensated, while Slyvia adamantly refused, accusing him of overreacting and assaulting her child. As the argument heated up, I glanced at my wife. She met my eyes, and we both shared a wicked smile, knowing our plan was unfolding perfectly. Suddenly, Slyvia's expression shifted from anger to panic. "Where is Zendaya?" she exclaimed, her eyes widening. She abruptly stopped arguing with the seller and began scanning the park, frantically searching for her daughter. The sight of Slyvia's growing distress was almost too satisfying. My wife and I casually followed her, pretending to help as she desperately called out for Zendaya. This chaos was exactly what we had h