Young Cory Monteith Novels & Stories

Shaina kept a gentle hand on her daughter’s back, her own emotions still raw. Liliana was lifting a spoonful of soup to her mouth when her gaze suddenly froze. Across the restaurant, sitting with his family at another table, was a boy about two years older than her. Clementine Winterchase. Her heart seemed to stop. She knew that face. The gentle curve of his jaw, the kind eyes, the quiet strength even at this young age. In her past life, he had been her fated mate, the man she had loved with every piece of her broken soul.

CALLUM Jayden, the only guy in our group who isn't afraid to speak his mind even when being stared at by three females. He is blonde like me and he has deep blue eyes, more deeper than mine that tends to change colors everytime. Sometimes I think his eyes are purple. He is a 6 feet 2 and very athletic, if you know what I mean. He isn't on the football or basket ball team in the school because he doesn't like them. But he goes to the gym a lot and he spends his time in a boxing arena during weekends. He wrestles sometimes too. He lives with his mum and his elder sister. His dad, let's just say some where in the world like my dad neglecting his duties. He changes phones too much just like tash

It was Adrian Trevellyan , the man whose semen had been injected into me two days ago. Although I had never seen him in person, only in photographs during my mother’s research into his life, I would never forget those features. His face was so striking, possessing an unparalleled beauty, masculine, almost aggressive, which was even more evident up close. He was around thirty-something, with slightly tanned skin, a strong chin hidden by a short dark beard, a pointed nose, and a well-shaped mouth. However, what really caught the eye were his eyes. A dark pearly blue, shaded by thick, arched eyebrows, they reflected a coldness that was almost frightening. They looked like the eyes of a demon, a

I wanted to dive into the world of my addiction even if it meant I wouldn't be able to climb up from the darkness, an abyss, a place which would end up hurting me and possibly ruin me. I was lost in this thought when my phone vibrated with an incoming w******p video call. I picked it up wondering who it could be. Astonishment washed over me like a bucket of cold water on a hot,sunny afternoon. I looked down at my attire, a Kitten shirt with large loose pants. Yep, Definitely attractive. My hair is tied into a low bun,a few strands falling into my feature. Before I could swipe the accept button, my phone went silent sending me with waves of disappointment. I thought he wouldn't call again, ye

Jacob Mont Blanc 158th Alpha Prime Son of Theodore and Nancy Mont Blanc Born 09/09/1989 Powers: N/A