Wayne Total Drama Novels & Stories

she is yet to have a very proper medical attention due to lack of money. Today, she believed that the man would be willing to give her the money for her medical treatment. Elvis had already told her on the phone that Bon-Hwa Jr. had sent them the money, and was only waiting to see how to get it from Jane whose account was used for the collection of the money. Elvis wanted to use his own account, but the woman would not agree with him and instead of fighting over the money, he decided to let them use her account for the money.

With the last of her breath, Tori turns to face upwards and feeling her consciousness going away, Wayne hooks his hands with hers, hugging her. “Moon Goddess, is this how this story is really going to end? Please…” Black. Tori Garfield passes away, and soon after, Wayne Wright does too.

He picks up the drink Selene had left and drank up, as he glared daggers at the guys watching selene play in the water. Wayne dipped the dirty napkin into a bowl of water and carefully washed it. He glanced at Fiona staring at their sleeping sick mom Susan. He sighs and return back to washing. Life could be cruel sometimes. Wayne Anderson couldn't believe life could turn sour. Stuck with a sick mom and a younger sister to cater for, he needs to go out of his comfort zone to provide for them. He returned back to the bed and kissed Susan on the forehead. "Fiona...I won't be back till late at night, Boss wants me around. Make sure mom takes her meds alright?"

Now Rojan would ridicule him and tease him at every opportunity. Rojan's laughter had begun to die down and he dabbed at his eyes, swiping at a tear that had slid out "This is music to my ears. The great Wayne Wyatt, infamous for his audacity and ruthlessness, is being tamed by a human woman. Breaking news." "It was just one strike," Wayne gritted his teeth ashamed. "You could have ducked, dodged, or prevented it. I know humans aren't that fast with their reflexes, why did you let her get you?" Rojan narrowed his gaze.

As he curled back in, he planted a kiss on Caiden’s little nose and asked, “Why you wake me, bae?” “Because Uncle Honey told me to,” Caiden answered as he ran his hands through Waylon’s shoulder-length blond hair. “Mn, k. Bae gonna wash then we film.” Waylon said. Caiden nodded his head and closed his eyes while Waylon got up and went to shower. Waylon walked in twenty minutes later, dressed and ready to go. Caiden was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, mumbling inaudible stuff. When Waylon came closer to him, he heard Caiden talk in some made up language and frowned.

I ask her with a small smile as we stand up. "Sure. Thank you." We leave her office, and I turn to Wyatt once we're in the hallway. "What do you know about Wayne?" I ask him quietly as we head outside to find him. "I always thought he was a good guy. However, I thought the same thing about Gabe, Adrian, and Dr. Neelson. I guess you can never really tell until someone shows their true colors. Let's go have a talk with him. If he's involved, it would explain how there are cameras everywhere." He answers. Okay, so I know now is not the time, but damn, my man is hot when he's angry. Don't think I've forgotten the broom closet. Am I drooling?

It's Waylon, wearing a button-down, a collar-up blazer, and dark skinny jeans. "I'm going to stay the night if that's okay with you," Waylon says. "Sure," Victor whispers. Waylon's eyes scan over the mass, the carefully tucked-in lump that is Ariadne. The Beta wrestles with something silently, the fight evident on his face. But eventually, it settles. "Is your Omega alright?" Waylon asks. "Ariadne's not hurt too bad, is she?" Victor can't honestly answer that. "I think she'll live." is the best that he can offer.

Freedom should come with music. Not necessarily triumphant music. Maya is not greedy. She would accept something modest. A tasteful little swell of strings. Maybe a drumbeat. At minimum, the universe could provide one bird landing on the fire escape and nodding respectfully. Instead, freedom arrives with Dex's mother calling at 9:04 a.m. Maya looks at the screen. CARMEN HARTLEY. Of course. There are certain women who can make a phone vibrate with disappointment. Carmen Hartley is one of them. Her contact photo is from a barbecue three summers ago, smiling beside a bowl of potato salad as if she has never once allowed a feeling to pass unseasoned through her body.

Behind him, Roxanne came running in, huffing and puffing. “See Daniel? I told you she was fucking Wayne behind your back.” She smirked at Wayne who remained sprawled on the floor, his tongue rolling against the cheek of his mouth, feeling a metallic taste in them. Finally, he looked up to meet his cousin’s eyes. His eyes, they were ablaze with a rage that threatened to burn the whole yacht down. On the bed, Jane stirred but Wayne could tell that Daniel was beyond reasoning to see that his wife was actually a victim of their plot.

grumbled Wayne before nudging Harry's shin with his foot in jealousy. "Fuck, what?" repeated Black, annoyed at not understanding what Wayne was getting at. The Serene Moon Alpha had started counting on his fingers and was listing the items he had in mind. "A classic telenovela. He meets his soul mate. They fall in love at first sight. They spend torrid nights together. Wham Bam, Boom, a severe accident occurs. One of them loses his memory and can't remember the other. I laugh if his Mate is pregnant and she's desperately waiting for him... What?" finished Wayne, looking at the two Alphas in surprise.