Wanton Novels & Stories

He's Willy losing his Wonker' kind of insane. When I didn't answer, he grinned wolfishly at me. “You're so wanton." Blinking, I awkwardly shrugged away and arched an eyebrow, "What did you call me? I'm a what?" “Wanton." "How dare you. How dare you insult me with food like that." I hissed. “Your only perception of that word is that it's food," he chuckled, "How adorable and dumb of you." With the sound of the elevator chime and open, he walked out adjusting his shirt back to normal.

his gaze is thoughtful as it rests on me, “I have a good sense of people. I’ve aways had it. When I first saw you, I knew you were a good person. You have a sharp tongue but a good heart. You’re a fair person.” I stare at him. “Please tell me you did not just make a sappy, little speech because I gave you a flag.” His lips quirk. “Fine. We can pretend I didn’t say anything.” “Oh, thank God,” I mutter. “Or I would have to throw up.” “You know you attract more flies with honey rather than vinegar.” “Why would I want to attract flies?” I give him an annoyed look. “It’s a saying.” “Well, it’s a stupid saying.”

“Two eighty, please.” He counted out the exact change and dropped it on the bar, the sound clinking over the music. “Do you often go home with college kids who wank more often than they fuck?” 'Wank'. What a wonderful word. “Why are you smiling?” I licked my lips. “Wank. It’s a very British word.” “I’m British, if you hadn’t noticed.” “I noticed. Somewhere between you hooking my legs over your shoulders and pinning me against my car.” I leaned against the bar again. “Does it matter if I leave work with college guys?”

Angelo had grown with so much love from his father, even with little to no money, he still seemed to be happy with his family, but once he was brought to the compound, he loses all that love and focuses on Greed and envy. His mother Greta was very different but still very beautiful, she didn't possess the hatred her son did, she was grateful, very grateful to be put in such position and thankful to Lorenzo but Benedetta most importantly because she knew had the woman refused, neither of her family would have had access to any of these luxuries. Her life with her late husband had not been hell, not even close to, they loved each other so much, that it pained her every day that the man wa

I stutter, Acre grins "I think he means wow you have been busy" "Yes well we wanted to be prepared, now come let's get you lot fed and settled, tonight we rest, tomorrow we journey on". We follow grandpa through the sea of tents, looking around I see hundreds of wolves all bowing their heads to me and Acre, willing to fight for us, it makes my heart swell.

The woman’s nose wrinkled. "I’m... sorry," the young woman managed to calm her anger. "Tiodor is no different from any other man. Once he gets everything he wants from you, he’ll toss you aside like garbage," she said aggressively. Libia looked away. Her aunt had just spoken aloud what her subconscious had been screaming at her.

The Warrior smiled. I looked at the notes from Celia's visit. I raised an eyebrow and said, "Her wolf has fantasies of the rogue?" I read the fantasy she had told Dirty. "Woah! Miss Lang's wolf is vicious. I like Miss Lang and her wolf quite a lot." I chuckled. "I don't. The little bitch is untrained and did a lot of damage. I don't even want to think about what you trained fuckers are capable of doing!" I growled, "Do not refer to her as a bitch again! I will not tolerate your disrespect for her." Dirty's eyes widened at my tone.

"I may not be picky, but I do have standards, even if you threw yourself at me, I'd find it nauseating." Katrina's face turned pale, her eyes wide with disbelief as she stared at Damien. Inside, there was a storm of emotions, a wave of resentment rising within her, she was so furious she felt like sparks were about to fly from her head. His words meant that even if she offered herself to him, he wouldn't be interested and would even find it repulsive. That statement completely infuriated her. Serena stepped out just in time to see Katrina looking absolutely furious. If looks could kill, Damien would probably be in pieces by now!

Double-tongued [ duhb-uhl-tuhngd ] adjective deceitful; hypocritical. ___________________________________________________________________________ 21 / 12 / 2021 “I said , you’re just another slut…like your behavior proved it…Next time , respect other people’s privacy and do not listen in on their calls , slut…” he says in a cold harsh voice. He then walks away and bangs his door shut. I am left standing there shocked at what just happened and what he had said.

"Stay in school and stop smoking drugs; if you keep it up, they will taste like poo's in your mouth forever." Satisfied that he would be fine, the wolf grabbed his jacket to cover herself and began cleaning up her mess. The sign for The Gas and Gobble was closed temporarily as she cleaned up the blood and rearranged the grocery items that were scattered during her tussle with the rogues, secretly grateful for the menial labor giving her brain a chance to recuperate.