Wyatt Cryer Novels & Stories

Swat As if she was an annoying toddler. "Keep biting," he muttered. "Maybe then I'll feel something." "You bastard!!!" Aria yelled loudly, shaking the whole building. Hating even the air she was breathing.

He simply didn't want to cause Tábata any more harm. ***** In the comfort of his office, having finished the work he had for the day, Wyatt grabbed his cell phone while fiddling with it in his hands. He seemed tempted to talk to Crystal after what he had learned but in the end, for what purpose? What was he going to tell her? What was he interested in? Of course he couldn't do that! Crystal had shown herself to be an intelligent woman, an elegant woman and a woman that every man would like to have except that idiot Brandon Lambert.

It had been tough on Taylor, having her millions of followers turning their back on her and her dad’s stick declining too. Mrs Wyatt in her usual manner was dolled up. For someone who claimed to be sad and going through a lot, she looked dolled up and had the latest Chanel handbag. Mr Wyatt on the other hand wore the scariest scowl Ruby had ever seen, she could see his veins pop out by the side of his neck. Now Nate had challenged him openly, she was scared of the evil things he was going to do to Nate in return. Even though Mr Wyatt’s stocks had fallen, it was only for a while. He was very good at pulling public stunts all the time.

Several men flocked to one of the Lycans who had made it big in the movies, wanting to get a picture and be able to claim to know him. Wyatt walked out into the large open meadow with the other Hunters from the Crystal River Pack. He was the youngest of the eleven Hunters that he had traveled with. Being the son of an Alpha, the only son of an Alpha, he was used to a lot of attention from the she-wolves. His height, bright green eyes and short dark mahogany hair were inherited from his mother. The caramel coloring and easy temperament came from his father. At seventeen, he stood just under seven feet and could see over most of the crowd.

Weirdo! "I want you to pack your things from the Design and Analysis departmental floor and shift on this floor as Damison Groups CEO's Secretary. Here is your transfer order, go take a sign from Raj and give it to Drake." Ryan orders while giving me a bunch of papers. So, I am not fired? Wait… "That means your secretary as in your personal secretary?" I ask him shockingly, my brain processes hundreds of outputs at a time. Did hotty forget the coffee incident, or he wants more?

“The child she…” “The child is hers, and though you have donated the sperm, I wouldn’t consider a fucking thief the legal father.” He said, stopping the man. Elijah let out a low growl, and Dean glared at him before he tensed. I knew that things could end up getting dirtier than we wanted them to be. However, Dean didn’t have the chance to react as Irina cried out. I frowned in confusion before turning to face her. Her eyes were wide and she put a hand on her stomach.

He is the Gamma to Alpha Wyatt. Once Alpha Wyatt took over, nothing changed. He had the same views as his father, which I was grateful for. Alpha Wyatt is 26 years old, and still hasn't found his mate. I could tell it was taking a toll on him, since he had not only his Alpha duties, but he had to pick up the Luna duities as well.

Wyatt yelled at the slim man, and he was really angry at him. “I’m sorry Sir!” The slim man was Digger that he sent Adam’s picture too the other day he met Maya and Adam at the mall. “Just to know the net worth and whom that guy is, and it took you month to do” Wyatt yelled again. “You should trust me Sir, It’s the task I’m working on. It’s just a bit difficult---“ “DIFFFICULT? Net worth and background is difficult. C’mon stop fooling me!” Wyatt shut the guy up.

Wyatt hesitated then moved aside to let him enter and when Cesar did, he closed the door in Warren’s face. “Can I get you something to drink?”. Wyatt inquired when Cesar sat down. “No thanks." Cesar said. "I’ll go straight to the point cos I hate beating around the bush. You adopted a two months old baby from St Peter’s orphanage home eleven years ago did you not?”. Wyatt opened his mouth to talk but shut it and shook his head. “I assure you that I don’t know what you’re talking about. I have two sons and three daughters...all black.”

Now Rojan would ridicule him and tease him at every opportunity. Rojan's laughter had begun to die down and he dabbed at his eyes, swiping at a tear that had slid out "This is music to my ears. The great Wayne Wyatt, infamous for his audacity and ruthlessness, is being tamed by a human woman. Breaking news." "It was just one strike," Wayne gritted his teeth ashamed. "You could have ducked, dodged, or prevented it. I know humans aren't that fast with their reflexes, why did you let her get you?" Rojan narrowed his gaze.