Wentworth Franky Novels & Stories

His face was bruised and bleeding and his eyes were half-open. I shouted at the guard to let them through and he did. I directed the driver in the car to park near the front door. A woman in her late forties or early fifties jumped out of the car. She had graying hair, a pretty face, and a serious expression. I immediately recognized her as Chief Sara Walker. I’d only met her a few times as a kid, but she had a commanding personality that you didn’t forget. But I couldn’t focus on her for long, I was too worried about Franky. I helped Sara get him out of the car and as we carried him up the steps, I noticed that he was half-conscious.

Franklin Sterling POV "My fangs are going to rip your throat out if your mouth spreads one more fake rumor about my friend, Matron!" Fanny barks, stepping his heavy boots directly between my body and Yvette Actonward’s snarling face. Yvette glares at me like I am a piece of moldy forest trash, her scent turning completely sour with disbelief. "This rustic wildland boy cannot possibly hold a true bond with the master designers of the high citadel! Master Fanny, your tracker nose must be completely broken today! Your eyes are mistaking this country stray for another warrior named klinton, and Franklin is just playing along with your stupid blunder to steal your respect!"

Wade said happily as the two men hugged in a brotherly manner, they then went ahead to exchange pleasantries. Frank was left staring still on his feet. Looking lost like gazelle in a lion’s territory. It was not until one of Roberts daughters, his sister named Cathy came downstairs that his presence was felt. She was ebony, wiry with red hot lips and frizzy brown air. Large eyes like saucers full of joy. "Frank Tazz!" She said happily. He smiled looking sheepish. "Am a huge fan, what are you doing here? Can I have a picture with you?"

“When I was with Christy, the moment she saw me, she was all over me. Hugs, kisses, photos—she wanted all my attention. She was possessive. She couldn’t stand still. She ran to me.” “Shut up,” Winchester snapped. Franklin laughed harder. “You’re jealous. You’re angry.” Winchester frowned, unclenched his fists, drew a long breath, and swallowed what he wanted to say. “Grandpa,” Franklin sneered, “she doesn’t love you. She isn’t proud of you. She’s using you.” The car rolled through the gates and stopped at the mansion. Winchester stepped out and addressed the butler. “Make sure he sleeps and eats something healthy. Keep him in his room for twenty-four hours. No alcohol.”

Seven winked and took the lead "Wow,,,,I think today will be amazing" Trent said and they followed immediately Frankie wrapped his arm around Seven's neck "Did something happen?" He asked "No,,why?" Seven asked "You're kind of,,weird" Frankie repkied "Totally weird to be honest" Rocky said "It's a great day as you can see" Seven winked "Just kill me already" Jerry said and faked a faint but Trent and Rocky grabbed him before he landed on the floor "Is this heaven?" Jerry asked still closing his eyes