West Side Story Fanfiction Novels & Stories

My phone buzzed on the table. Xavier. “You're right.” I grabbed it and stood. “I do regret getting involved with the Westons…” I smiled knowingly. “But only because you're one of them.” “If you'd excuse me.” My hands fumbled with my bag. “My husband isn't the patient type. See you once I'm back from my honeymoon.” “You'll pay for this, you whore!” He yelled. "I'll make you both pay dearly for what you did to me.” “You do that while I whore around with my husband in Italy.” I smirked and walked out without looking back.

“You little slut, you think I do not know all about you, Zara Liam Adolf. I know what you have been getting up to at night, and I know what your father truly wants.” At night? I just sat on the roof and tried to pretend I was free as I felt the moon bathe me in her light. “I do not know what you're talking about___ my father wants us to marry.” I whispered as my mind whirled. The situation was not all what I had imagined or planned for. Part of me had hoped that Weston had decided to get back with me because he now wanted me, maybe he could now be my true mate, someone who would love me and see me as an equal. Another, more realistic part of me simply hoped that he wouldn't make a scene toni

And all she’d ever know was that Daniel West had been the guy who stood in the background, making deals with devils to keep her safe. I shoved off the couch, restless, pacing the length of the living room. The lights were too bright, the walls too close. I yanked open the balcony door and stepped out into the freezing night. The city roared beneath me, unaware of the storm raging inside. I gripped the cold metal railing, grounding myself. If Wendy wanted a wedding, she wasn’t getting one. Not really. I’d figure out a way to stall. A way to twist the story, manipulate the narrative, buy time until this whole mess unraveled on its own.

“Yes, but still, if what you told me was right, he could because you turned him on! “Guys don’t like it when you leave them with a boner.” “Well, he doesn’t look like he would do such a thing, Lindsey.” “He looks like he came from a wealthy family.” “That doesn’t guarantee that someone won’t do anything bad.” “Yeah… but whatever, Lindsey.” “I will prove you wrong; I will withdraw the money right now.” “You don’t have to tell Tams; I believe in you, but your story sounded so weird that I can’t accept that you seduced a stranger for a bet.” “I know. I was just desperate last night, maybe because of the alcohol.” “I thought I could use the money since I lost my job.”

**By my authority, I decree:** **My son and Beta, Kieran of the Storm Fall Pack, shall become Alpha upon his marriage to omega Astoria, daughter of a man whose name shall not be spoken. **I command the pack to respect this succession and recognize their union as a symbol of unity and strength.** I opened my mouth in shock, looking around and trying to understand what was going on. "She who bears the name that was mentioned should step forward," the elder said. I struggled to comprehend the situation. Surely there was a mistake; it couldn't have been me who was called.

"She says she's going abroad to study, but she's just trying to copy what those stupid lovesick novels do all the time—she's probably hoping that Randy would come chasing after her as she's about to leave. Haha! Preposterous!" "Cassidy is such a joke. Did she think she was the main protagonist after all? What a pity that she'll never be anything but the evil side character. LOL! She's going to be eliminated soon!" "Too bad, though. After everything that happened, you can tell that Randy doesn't think anything of Cassidy anymore. And now that Randy's saved Evie, they can finally get together in public! Hooray!" I was stunned. After sending the text message to Aunt Gracie, I thanked the police

he stated firmly. Lying down, I responded weakly, "Suit yourself. Either way, once we've been separated for a certain period of time, I can file a lawsuit." Wade sank onto one knee in front of me, seizing my hand. "Cecilia and I are childhood sweethearts, Stella. I won't deny that I was in love with her, but now, I only see her as my younger sister. Cecilia went to Stormhold to work as a Doctor Without Borders.

Our target is running late. While we wait for them to arrive, West stiffens beside me. A burly mage approaches us with his partner. He cracks a mischievous smile at West, who unconsciously moves closer to my side. "Look who's here. It's my ex, Westie," the mage drawls. "Brian," West says through gritted teeth, linking my arm with his. Brian's gaze drifts and rests on me. "Is this your new boyfriend? Good luck with your relationship, Westie," he says and saunters away with his partner.

“All these are useless.” Stella withdrew her hand sharply. “Are you crazy?!” “Yes. I am crazy.” Weston simply ignored the stares of the pedestrians around them. Then, he hugged her tightly again. “I’m crazy. Will you stay by my side out of pity?” “No, I won’t. I’d only stay because of fear.” Weston stiffened at Stella’s reply. It was an inexplicable feeling he could not explain. “Do I really have no chance at all?” “None in the slightest,” Stella moaned through gritted teeth. “Let go of me, please?”

I saw Lenox moving closer to us and I tried not to notice. “Never have I ever, kissed someone of the opposite sex,” a female yelled, as she tongued another girl. I raised my cup again and took a gulp with a smile. “You’re gonna be wasted soon aren’t you? You’re staying with us tonight by the way, not negotiable,” Weston said, as he nibbled my ear. My whole body warmed and I knew it wasn’t the booze. My free hand moved to his on my hip and he interlaced our fingers.