Weston Parker Novels & Stories

Karen smiled at him from ear to ear, then she strode towards the man and wrapped her arms around him. I have been friends with Karen for as long as my brain could remember, but never in my life have I met someone named, Simon. And from the way I see him, he might come from a wealthy family. The glimmering tuxedo and red Lamborghini in front of him can prove it. "Thank goodness," says Simon as he smiled at me. "I thought you have forgotten my name already." Then he remove his arms from Karen and exchanged handshakes with me, "And you, I believe is the legendary Melvin Parker, right?" he added. "I'm a great fan of yours since you caused the entire werewolf world to panic."

Was he working on something new? I pulled up a new screen on my laptop to check his itinerary for the rest of October. The only unchecked item on the list was a meeting with the CEO of Sterling Corps, Indiana’s most popular weaponry dealers. I still hadn’t figured out why Mr. Parker was trying to meet up with them when the company had a dealer. But I wasn’t in the position to ask that question. My job description as an assistant required obeying the boss’ orders.

If I leave it blank, they’ll ask more questions, I’ll just give the basics, and then maybe they won’t pry too much. Former pack- Cedar Falls, Blood Oak. Family Ranking - Beta/Warrior. Family in other packs- none. Wolf Color- gray. There were more questions about family and contacts and about our desires for the pack and such but this was enough. Looking around the room I see Beta Grayson introducing the three other shifters that came to Clear Creek with me to their sponsors. A geeky-looking guy named Steve was to work in the tech security division, a sweet and shy gal name Suzie was to be kitchen staff, and a douche kid named Kyle was going to the accounting department. Kyle was friends with

It was unsettling. “And you must be...” he said, extending his hand but Mr. Parker immediately stepped forward. The old man smiled, and immediately stepped back. He knew not to offend Mr Parker or his life will be done for. Mr Parker was known for his cold and ruthless nature. The man who can shake up his whole empire in a day. “She is my assistant, Ms. Easton,” he replied in a cold tone. Mr Shawn didn’t say anything but kept nodding his head. I could see sweat running down his face, and I felt a small flicker of satisfaction in my heart.

West POV As we entered the lair, the Moonlight pack members rose to their feet, their faces a testament to the respect they held for us. Beta Sage, Elder Lucius, and Liam were already seated, their eyes fixed on us with interest. Alpha Lucan, a towering figure with a firm handshake, stepped forward. "Alpha West, it's great to see you again," he said, his voice booming through the room.

turning around when the smell gets stronger i see Harper walking with Nina one of my house staff. Their walking down the small gravel path that leads to the pack shops, Harper his full on laughing with his beautiful eyes sparkling in the morning sun. He is beautiful in a way i didn't think possible for a man, "Whos the yummy man walking with Nina" asks Skyler one of the other pack worriers coming to stand at my side. "My mate" i growl in warning and he raises his hand then looks wide eyed at me. "Dude i didn't know you were gay" Skyler and i have been friends for just about as long as Luca and i have been friends only Skyler wasn't born into our pack his family moved here when he was seven y

I groaned inwardly, cursing myself for having even the smallest shred of joy that I’d finished this idiotic task without a single injury. Of all people to come and fuck with me, it had to be Weston Phillips. He came from the front, all swagger in his muscle tee and cut off jeans. His shit eating grin made the she-wolves swoon, but not me. The man had the sex appeal of a wet sock.

“There's this thing called communication. You should look it up.” He huffed and sat back down, pulling me onto his lap. Then his eyes landed on the empty chip packs scattered across the table. “Are you kidding me right now?" He pointed at them. “I said you can't have those.” I opened my mouth to argue… But the sound from the TV cut through the room. The anchor’s face was serious. Behind her, a photo of Dean filled the screen. “Dean Weston, heir to the Weston Group empire, was arrested earlier this evening after authorities discovered a large quantity of illegal substances inside his private residence at the Weston Estate.”

"This is the drug he probably used on Canis so she couldn't fight back. Canis has obtained his voice recording, which must contain Mr. Houston's confession." Alpha Darren snickered. "You know, Fred killed someone else, a member of Pack Delonix. I was told by George. So he could have done anything to Canis. But I'm not saying this to make you panic even more, just that if you do catch him, don't hold back from teaching him a lesson. Don't back down just because of a sentence he said. Forget that he's a prosecutor." "I understand." ***** "Wait, what's going on? Where are you going, Darren?”

The golden rays of the afternoon sun shimmered across the waves at Azure Beach, where the air was thick with the scent of saltwater and sunscreen. Ethan Harper, a fresh-faced 20-year-old, sat awkwardly in his lifeguard chair, his first day on the job. He'd landed the gig right after college break, more for the summer cash than any real passion for saving lives. His body was lean and athletic from high school track, with subtle muscles rippling under pale skin that hadn't yet bronzed from the sun. At 6'1", he had that boyish charm—messy brown hair, bright blue eyes, and a shy smile that made him look even younger. But what no one could guess from his modest demeanor was the secret he hid bene