Western Love Story Novels & Stories

"One of the ladies outside told me he occupied this room. Am I in the right place?" "My price depends on the service you want to ask me." I propose to her before I lock my eyes on hers. "how much can you afford to unfold someone's truth and...?" I could not help but cut off my words when for the very first time in history, my wolf found someone as pure as her. Pure in a way that my eyes could barely read what was running through her mind. In a blink of an eye, I can read everyone's secrets, but with this woman in front of me, her eyes were similar to an empty can.

The movie was scary to fawaz, he wasn't familiar with such big fishes. The movie ended in two hours , nafisa and fawaz were already sleeping. Khadija sigh before joining them. They woke up around four in the evening, prayed and they sat talking. "Naffy, it is getting late. Let me get going " Khadija said to nafisa . "Okay"She replied and run off to her room. She got chocolate cake, and chocolate biscuits for fawaz, then Khadija's favorite square veil. The house felt empty, just like her an empty soul when her husband left her. she flipped through the cartoon channel , sighing heavily. She missed her husband.

For the first time all night, Dodge tore his eyes away from Cassidy and out the cracked window; if the man's name she was looking for started with a ‘W’ then they weren’t looking for the same man. “Weston.” Cassidy confirmed. “His name is Weston Deacon, comes from out South, and has a way of touchin’ things that ain’t his.” Ruby scoffed. “No shit, the bastard touched these babies.” Ruby palmed her dark violet covered large breasts. “And Weston sounds about right, but he had two others… A woman and a man-” “The man.” Cassidy interrupted Ruby harshly, thinking nothing of it as her own hands grew cold. “What did he look like?”

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

Jennifer Beck, kick-ass actress from Doomed, one of my and Daniel’s favorite movies, sat right in front of me! “You’re doing great,” Weston whispered into my ear as he entwined our hands. PDA wasn’t something you saw a lot of in Hollywood, but Weston knew I needed it. He probably needed it, as well. I exhaled a deep breath. “Inside I’m a wreck.” “Well, outside you are simply stunning and have everyone’s attention.” “So, what is my handsome husband up for? I can’t believe I don’t even know that.” He settled farther into his chair. “Sorry, I should have told you. Everything has just been so busy, I didn’t even think about it.”

When Wilson finished speaking, he turned to leave, but West suddenly said, "I regret everything I did. I've reflected on my actions. You don't know how terribly I've missed her over the years. I wished I could forget her, but the more I tried, the more impossible it became. You shouldn't use my past actions to judge my feelings for Rosana. She was my childhood love. We grew up together, loving each other and sharing deep affection. You wouldn't unders—" Wilson became angry and sneered. "I do understand. That is exactly why I came to your room. I hope we won't stop being brothers because you've set your sights on my woman. I won't tolerate you having designs on her." He gave West one last col

Brynn Hollis' POV The message came from a wolf I'd never seen. He collapsed at the gate, half-dead, his fur matted with blood and salt. His eyes were wild, his words slurred, but one phrase cut through the fever: "The Western Wastes are rising." We carried him to the infirmary. Solara worked her magic while I waited, pacing. "The Western Wastes?" Dax asked. "A territory beyond the mountains. Nothing lives there. Or so we thought."

said Amos before he turned and went into the barn. "Where am I?" Lauren asked, looking around at lush, green pastures and jagged mountains reaching for the sky. "This is my horse ranch, Jack of Aces." "I meanwhere in the country are we? What state?" "Wyoming, just outside the town of Saddle Creek. You said you're from back east, right? Whereabouts?"

He picked her up and carried her toward the bed, the heavy curtains closing behind them to give the new King and Queen the privacy they deserved. Outside, the moon hung full and bright over Westoria, a silent guardian that would continue to watch over the wolves as they lived out their lives in the land they had fought so hard to save. The legend of the hero and the maid would be told for centuries, a story of how love can overcome any rank and how the goddess always knows the right path for those who are brave enough to follow their hearts.

I shared. Mavin sat beside me. "What happened? Is that why she is not here today?" She asked again. "I hate you for being so quiet. You keep the stories to yourself." He complained again. I told him what had happened yesterday. Every detail from the morning until I got home. I did not leave any information. "That bastard. I am sure I will make him pee his pants. How dare he hurt our Sunny?" Mavin said, gritting his teeth. "I want to use him as the food for the bad werewolves we have." He added.