Wesley Wyndam-pryce Buffy Novels & Stories

"Harlot!" CRACK! "SLUT!" CRACK! "Yes!" Buffy howled, her ass glowing red. "I'm a fucking cheerleader! An exhibitionist slut getting off on every guy in the stand, and a lot of the women, fucking me in their imaginations as I shake my pompoms! And you don't even have to imagine it. You don't have to pretend to fuck my ass! You can fuck my slutty, wanton, sinful, cheerleader asshole, Dean Love!"

“Just try to stay away from him." “Oh, okay, sis she said and took a deep breath. I am trying to keep Sherry calm because she always worries about her bully. Yes, all of us girls are bullied by the gang that is Wade is mine, Derrick aka D-Man is Sherry’s, Ryan is Samie Marie, Will is Vanessa aka Nessie, and finally, Wyatt Richardson is Sammy, Wade's cousin. Is it strange, really? Why do all of us have a bully? How about that, they are all freaking friends. Being sarcastic. Cherry thought.

‘Don’t worry, honey, we’ll be fine. ‘I’ll sweep away every obstacle in your path. ‘Even without the support of the Clarkes, I am far from good-for-nothing trash.’ The next day. Wynn went to work, while Philip went to the largest hotel in Riverdale. In the presidential suite. Philip met Buffer. Last night, Philip had issued Buffer an emergency summons. Buffer did not come to Riverdale for the Yates family fiasco last time because of Jess’s choice. When he saw Philip this time, Buffer looked quite excited. He held his arms out wide and gave Philip a big hug, saying, “Oh, my dear Master Clarke! I’m so glad to finally see you!”

He dressed like a preppy asshole, but Elli told me his looks were deceiving. Rina leaned over to me, and whispered, “We’re sure he’s not gay?” I ignored her, and stood up to greet Elli and her friend. “Elli, you look amazing! We may have to have the owner turn on the air conditioning.” I gave her a quick kiss on her lips, then turned to the guy. “Buffy, I presume?” He glared at Elli, who laughed. “His name is actually Laughlan McDuff, but since he looks more like a cheerleader than a Scottish laird, I call him Buffy.”

" Really? Do tell. " " I'm sorry but it's a secret for now. " " Do spill it soon. I wanna see who this special girl is. " " You will soon. " Tyson said and smiled inwardly. " What did I miss? " Sebastian asked. He was holding a box of pizza. " Nothing much. We have another class one hour from now. " Bellamy said. " Whatever. I met a girl. " " You always meet girls. " " No this one's special. She has everything I need. She's bold, blonde, beautiful, sexy, name it. "

"Anytime you want, princess." Mira blushed. She blushed? "Wow. I feel like princess Belle right now. You're so nice, Wesley, are you this nice to people? From what I've read about you, you scare the hell out of people." "Oh is that so? You surf the internet too?" "Nah, dad wouldn't let me dare. I read about you from the daily new paper. You and the other side of the coin, Liam Kingston. And of course," She met my gaze and returned hers to Wesley's. "Mother."

"Are you serious…like right now?" Daisy asked as she stared at the clock. "Please." Wade's voice was laced with sadness. "Alright, 32 minutes it is." ************************************************ Moments later, Daisy Hunter is standing in front of the opulent door of Roberto's mansion. She stood admiring the garden and the whole mansion. As she stepped up again to ring the doorbell for the 5th time, the door opened immediately, revealing Mrs Angela, Wade's mom. "Are you the waitress from Splat Burger?" Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter.

Without awaiting Henry's reply, she deftly brushed past his shoulder and slipped into the car driven by Wesley. "Boss, isn't that person the CEO of Euphoria Entertainment?" Wesley asked. "Do you know him?" Gwyneth inquired. Gwyneth reclined in her seat, leaning back with a distant expression in her eyes. While she could navigate such social occasions effortlessly, it didn't mean she enjoyed them. The maneuvering between people, coupled with the mutual understanding of pretense, left her feeling profoundly fatigued.

Sebastian Holding was becoming interesting even if I acknowledged it or not. "Faster!" Sebastian ordered. "We're here. In front of you." Leaving Wyatt behind, I strolled towards the entrance of the buffet. It was called Buffet103. It was the only thing I could afford at any moment. My heart sank seeing the crowd inside. The place was already full-packed. I usually like this place since it's an international cuisine offering an eat-all-you-can Japanese, Filipino, Italian, Chinese, and American grub and many more, as well as a wide selection of sweet desserts.

The auction has not begun, people are still socializing. I went straight to the buffet table, where I was served a glass of champagne by a waiter. I looked at the cakes, I picked a strawberry cake and chewed on it slowly. “Why must we see you everywhere now?,” Prissy. I turned and smiled. “I was invited but I am not sure you are,” I said softly, continuing chewing on my cake. “You!,"Prissy stomped her feet, and a man rushed to her side. “What happened, Prissy?,” the man asked and I scoffed, Prissy started crying.