Yard Ape Novels & Stories

After that no more families came to foster her. "Hellooooooo...." Mandi waved her hand in front of Ally's far off stare. Snapping back to the present, Alyssa saw the green eyes that belong to the tall, auburn hair, annoyingly happy orphan, that was looking at her with such concern. "Happy Birthday, Ally cat." Mandi smiled as she turned to rummage through Alyssa's dresser. "It's your eighteenth birthday how do you feel? Any different?" She almost cooed.

ACE I stuffed my clenched fists into the pockets of the black jeans I wore and rose my chin in natural defiance. This was a bad idea. Matter of fact, this was probably the worst idea that had ever wormed its way into my fucking head and yet, I didn't or couldn't find one good reason to stop myself from doing this. To just turn back and maybe take the Harper's advice.

A young girl spoke to me first, telling me how I wasn't in heaven and they don't bite, very funny how that sounds, a woman, who I assume must be her mother also spoke to me, she told me I wasn't intruding, that I should come join them for breakfast, I was a little reluctant, but I didn't want to be disrespectful so I moved towards the chair she asked me to sit, the chair was on her right hand, I got there and sat down, saying a good morning and thank you, as I sat down, I looked in front of me to find an attractive looking man sitting just opposite me, I looked away from him to take a better look at the girl from earlier who looked to be around twelve sitting beside him, I gave her a small s

He was so close I could smell expensive tobacco, rain, and a raw, heavy musk that made my pulse hammer in my throat. "I'm Franco," he murmured, his gaze dropping to my mouth. "And I think Lyle just made the biggest mistake of his pathetic life. He thinks he broke you. I think he just let you off the leash." The heat radiating off his body was a physical weight. I had just lost my husband, but standing this close to Franco, the only thing I felt was a sudden, violent ache between my thighs. He held out a heavy, matte black invitation. "The Apex Bloom. It's a survival game for the elite. The prize is a billion pounds. But it doesn't reward beauty, Lolita. It rewards the hunger of a woman who h

Caleb exclaims and I give Rhea a look asking her to explain. “Caleb wanted Miss Hayley but got stuck with Mr George.” “Hey, in my defense, Hayley’s fucking stunning and I will have her.” he shrugs like it’s no big deal. “She’s a little old for you, don’t you think?” I turn to him. “An 8-year difference isn’t too bad, plus age is just a number.” Everyone just chuckles at him like it’s normal for him to be in over his head while I am staring at Levi wondering why he hadn’t said a word this entire time.

- He asked out of curiosity. -My boys will have fun with him- Sander showed a macabre smile- They are alphas who have not had sex for a while so any available space will be great for them. I wonder if the beta can hold an alpha member like us- he put his hand to his crotch- Just thinking about it makes me hard-

​It is hard being a fresh graduate of a course that requires strong connections just to get your foot in the door of your dream job. I was just lucky to have parents who supported all my dreams. I am Hannah Martin, and we live on a small island in the Philippines. My parents are farmers, and the life we live here is quiet and peaceful. The only sad part is knowing I will have to temporarily leave this sanctuary to fulfill my ambitions.

The cold from the marble floor has settled into my kneecaps and refuses to leave. My phone reads 6:47 PM. Thirty-minute drive east to the apartment. Leftover pasta. A father who'll text by eight to confirm I ate, confirm I'm safe, confirm the job didn't chew me up. He won't ask if I'm still temping. He knows. The knowing turns him into a burden, which turns me into a daughter constructed of thorns. I crank the ignition. The Civic coughs awake. The radio erupts. It is a pop station, auto-tuned bleating, and I kill it with a flat palm.