Wesley Wyndam Pryce Novels & Stories

Well that was the case for Alexis and the girl, just that their parting was just a day ago. Alexis waved to the girls and she head to Madam Lydia office, Madam Lydia was the CEO of the restaurant, and she was also one of Alexis patient, when she was in the office, even Madam Lydia was so glad to see Alexis in her office, even though it was just a day, it felt like years to Madam Lydia.

“Dominic, what does it say?” Dominic didn’t look at me. His eyes were glued to the parchment, his grip tightening until the expensive paper began to tear under his claws. “The Silvercrest Pack has launched a formal appeal,” Dominic said, his voice dropping into a terrifyingly calm, deathly whisper that echoed off the high walls. “Jaxon Vance has been officially appointed by the Council as the chief prosecutor for your Blood Trial. He and his new mate, Tanya, will be sitting on the judging panel tomorrow night.”

We had dated for years, so I already saw it as a normal thing to get him to me any time I wanted him. I waited for a while till my left foot froze. The moans hadn't stopped. I heard the voice of a lady. It came from the same room. "Fuck me just the way you tear Annie's pussy wide every Friday night," the strange lady kept moaning and I felt a thrust was forcing her to do that. "I wouldn't treat you any less," Damon muttered, his voice sending a cold chill down my spine. "But you even mistook her to be the wolf princess. Annie doesn't allow me in bed."

“As your blood now flows in each other's veins, so has your lives become entwined. You are now one being, two halves of a whole. I now pronounce you mates.” At the chief priest’s words, the Lycan king smirked, claiming her in front of everyone. “No, not mate. You’re my war prize.” Esme looked away in fear, pulling her hands from his. Dear goddess, what had she gotten herself into?

"Not your office. The usual place." A brief pause. "Six o'clock." The usual place was a private dining room on the fourteenth floor of a members club in the financial district, the kind of establishment that did not appear on any public list and where conversations stayed inside the walls by mutual agreement of everyone who used it. Pryce was already there when I arrived, working through a glass of red wine with the unhurried ease of a man who had never once questioned his right to occupy any space he entered. He was sixty one, silver haired, with a broad face that photographed well and eyes that were considerably sharper than his relaxed manner suggested. He had been useful to me for seven

I began to undo them, one by one, exposing the pale skin of my chest. “Let’s just get this over with, Silas,” I whispered, leaning into his space. I tilted my head back, offering my neck, my eyes half-opened. “You bought the South Side Prince. You won the war. Take your trophy. I’m sure you’ve been waiting for this since the church.” I reached for the belt of my trousers, my breath hitching. I was terrified, but I masked it with a smirk I didn’t feel. “Don’t tell me the King of the North is shy?”

What a wild reaction! “Hey, hey, calm down, Cassie! You might wake my neighbors.” I told her while laughing my ass out. “Silly, how will I wake your neighbors when you don't have one? Like, kyaaaaaah! I'm extremely happy for you, Prycie! Finally, Pryce K. Winsley got her first love. I started to think that you were abnormal, though.” She said ecstatically while still screaming like a total mad girl.

Lost for words , I quietly listen to them one by one reminding me about all my flaws and even making me notice flaws I was not aware of . BACK AT PRINCE GEORGE ‘S PALACE Prince George POINT OF VIEW The vampire hunter’s cottage is just a walking distance from the royal garden and as much as need I need to get away from her , I also need her close to me in order to be one step ahead all the time during this hunt . Moreover, she is the only person I know who might be able to answer my questions pertaining to my life as a vampire and how I can control my vampire desires . Sindy holds in her hand the missing piece to my puzzle hence I need to gain her trust at any cost . I just need to figure out

Saturday dawned, bright and crisp, with rare sunshine and a brisk breeze. It was a welcome relief from the constant rain and Juwairiyyah made up her mind to go out for a drive. The past few days had been boring with no lectures to attend to, Juwairiyyah's mother limited her outings coupled with the rain that had showered Gombe for two consecutive days.

We reached the prince who was indeed standing at the edge of camp waiting for our arrival, he was looking around the forest, not even bothering to look back at us to check if we were coming or not, though I was sure it was because he could actually hear us thanks to his werewolf sensitive hearing, which I knew would enable him to hear the lowest breath. “Nathan” Ashton said casually, reminding myself that he was a prince as well, and though he did a very good job at hiding it for the past two years and a half, we had found him injured by the forest a month and a half before we found Mathew, he was badly injured having been shot by an arrow, how he had managed to reach where he has that day w