Wild Irls Novels & Stories

Soon, the laird would know of his son’s return. She twisted the reins nervously in her fingers as Crispen all but bounced off the saddle in his excitement. “If you keep gathering those reins, lass, you and the horse are going to end up back where you came from.” She glanced guiltily up at Alan Woods, who rode to her right. His admonishment had come out as a tease, but God’s truth, the man scared her. He looked savage with his unkempt, long dark hair and the braids dangling on each side of his temples.

“Then you walked into my life and proved me wrong.” Before I could answer, Pestilence loudly cleared his throat. “If you two are done making the rest of us sick with all that romance…” War snorted into his beer. “…we’ve actually got something important.” Death sighed dramatically. “Can’t I have five minutes with my girlfriend?” “No,” Famine replied flatly. “You already had all night.” The entire clubhouse erupted into laughter. I buried my face against Death’s shoulder, groaning while he chuckled. “Traitors,” he muttered at his brothers.

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They were shocked at first with the whole story but decided to help us in this mission and the best way was to first know everyone. So William started telling about his family and the family tree and also the powers each of them had. William was a hybrid as he was a werewolf and also a part wizard, he also had the power of invisibility. Alice was also a werewolf and had the power of supernatural intelligence. David was a wizard and had the power of telekinesis Alisa has the power of power replication Jason was also a wizard and had the power of hypnosis Laura was a witch Daniel was a wizard too and also had the power of force shields

Amid the crisp sound of glasses colliding, I took a sip of the cold beer. The chill slid down my throat, but somehow, it warmed my heart. The road ahead was long, yet there was no reason to look back. Somewhere out there, beyond the horizon, an open wilderness was still waiting for me.

“I just wanna make sure.” Kyle laughed once more, but not as loud as the first one. “He’s a mercenary, Lisa. Keep that in mind.” I knew Kyle simply meant to remind me of who Xavier truly was, however, those words felt more like a grave warning.

“You have sons too. You have two sons who fell for the same woman.” Valeria knew what Erika wanted to say with those words. So, in a quick motion she stepped forward and raised her hand, wanting to slap her, but Valeria was faster to grab her wrist. “Let go of me, stupid crazy.” “I’m not Erika. Don’t forget it. Don't forget this new face because I’m no longer Erika. My name is Amelia Muriel and this Amelia Muriel is going to make you pay with what you love the most. If you do.” And Amelia let go of her to turn around and continue her way ahead.

“Why are you so uptight anyway?” I flop into one moodily. “Because this little shindig has turned into a huge affair. Look at that!” I point as a pair of weres cross the park, pausing at the pavilion. Apparently, they make a request because the band begins playing again. “This is supposed to be a closed event. And those two—who are they? Do you know? Because I don’t.” “Silas and Sean MacOmb. From Desert Pack,” Ellie says, startling me when she presses the side of a cold, wet cup against my shoulder, the condensation soaking through my sleeve. “They’re invited.”

She looked like someone waiting for something to happen. The next morning, the sun was bright, cutting through the curtains of the breakfast nook. Cathy found Iris sitting there alone, scrolling through her phone. Iris looked up and beamed, her expression bright and predatory. "Morning, ghost girl," Iris said. "Michael went for a run. He’s obsessed with his lap times. Sit down, I made coffee." Cathy sat down, feeling the scrutiny of the other girl. "Thanks." "So," Iris said, leaning forward, her chin in her hands. "Tell me the truth. What do you really think of Michael? And don't give me the 'he’s my stepbrother' line. We all know that’s just a label."

Connect the dots, people… My phone lit up with notifications,T*****r mentions, I*******m tags, F******k messages from people I hadn’t heard from in years. The story was spreading like fire. I ducked into an empty classroom, heart slamming so hard it hurt. This couldn’t be real. Those photos were weeks old,who had held onto them, and why release them now? The phone rang. Unknown number. “Maya Collins? This is Jennifer Walsh from Entertainment Tonight. We’d love to hear your side”