Youngest Stark Novels & Stories

Not that we have to; we have this fancy fucking faucet that makes boiling water, but that’s the saying, right? ‘Yeah, it is.’ A voice said. I turned around to see who was speaking to me, but no one was. ‘Hey dumbass, look at the time.’ One minute after midnight. This was my fucking wolf! ‘I’m Stark.’ ‘Like the Game of Thrones’ Stark?’ I asked. ‘No, like the Farscape’s Stark, probably. I don’t know. I mean, you’re named after the show, so it’s a safe bet my name comes from that too.’ My wolf replied in a low voice.

I guess I couldn't be mad at Stark for lying to me. His parents always pegged me for the type to be judgmental if their son turned out being gay, they never really liked the whole idea of man on man, or boy on boy, because well... I didn't know to be honest. I would have never guessed though, Stark being gay. It was honestly a bit startling, maybe that's why Ace was so confused at first. His best friend suddenly turns out being gay. Same with Joel, Cliff... with all the fishy things he's gotten in

I’m just happy that he’s far away from that life and my father. I haven’t stopped thinking about that night at Mr Stark’s place. Seeing Liam like that… …I’ve known him as this very cheery outgoing person. He looked almost…lifeless. Judging by Mr Stark’s reaction, it seemed like something that happened a lot. I can just hear his screams even now; haunting me. I wouldn’t wish that kind of agony even on my father. It’s…horrible.

"She is, by all legal corporate definitions, the ultimate executive authority of this conglomerate." The air completely rushed out of the conference room. Stacy staggered backward, her hip colliding hard against the edge of the mahogany table. The magnificent, terrifying architecture of the trap we had set finally, fully materialized before her eyes. The extortion, the psychological torture, the entire decade she had spent hiding that child to use as a weapon—it had all been entirely, catastrophically neutralized by a twenty-one-year-old girl who had taken the throne before Stacy even knew there was a war.

It isn't difficult to guess what she was playing at. “Why don't you say that to your Uncle dearest?” Her smile was so wicked and there was a little hint of jealousy. It wasn't a secret that my auntie dearest made Mr Young my uncle whether I wanted it or not. And Miranda Stewart being the cousin of the school principal’s wife isn't helping, whatever she wants she gets it. And what she wanted is information on the students so that she could use it to her own amusement. Like torturing and making fun of her so called friends which is super cliche. In short, Miranda Stewart is a walking cliche. “Mr Young I didn't see you there” Lies. She smiled in what seemed like a seductively shy way, She nudge

“I should do this before my right hand, since she had joined us. “You're back,” I said as she returned. “I assumed you were leaving?” “I was going to leave,” She said. “I'm quite messed up, and I need to get myself back together. I need to heal.” “Well, I was going to apologize,” I started. “I understand that I was supposed to inform you of the young man who expressed interest to join our beta team. Please meet Zack Biko. Zack, Elora Stark.” “The only daughter of the prestigious Stark family,” Zack offered his hand towards Elora. “It's my pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

Jasper narrows his eyes at me, but decides not to bring up my thoughts. Instead, he says, "I will not stop until this deal is complete." "Do you know anything about Cyprian? Where he may be?" I ask, hating to bring up the name of the man behind the uprising. Cyprian. Young, strong and extremely manipulative. An outsider of the Love Pack born and raised. A rogue now. All these things are a dangerous concoction I don't want my beautiful mate witnessing. Unfortunately, my end of the deal must be upheld.

“No matter how powerful he is, how can he be a match for Young Master Berry? Hurry up and admit defeat. Otherwise, he won’t even know how he died later.” “Haha, as expected of Young Master Berry. Among his peers, no one can surpass him.” Hearing this, Ethan's face was slightly cold. He turned his head to one side, raised his chin, and said, “Hey, what’s your name?” The slender old man with a hooked nose smiled disdainfully and said, “I’m Howie Stark, the head of the Stark family.” Ethan nodded and said, “Very good. I’ll remember you.” Howie Stark smiled coldly and said, “Pooh, is a boy like you going to teach me a lesson?”

Nelson was Benjamin's younger brother who loved and married Catherine's younger sister. "Mr. Stark, it cannot be a mistake. The DNA match between Ms. Catherine and Ms. Iris was matched 25%. That rate of matching DNA imprints can only be possible between siblings or close family members. We don't have the real DNA sample of your brother or his wife to perform a paternity test. So only the Jones can tell us the truth now. It was clear that Ms. Iris is not their real daughter. Its all over the internet. I strongly suspect that Ms. Iris is a Stark. Your brothers daughter" the doctor believed strongly.

He realized that there was something off about Jane’s expression and asked nervously, “What do you need me for, Grandma?” “What do I need you for?” Jane snorted coldly and questioned, “Hugo Stark is clearly a dirty old man, but you took Luna to him… Explain to me what happened!” “Huh?” Lester trembled and avoided eye contact, stammering, “Grandma, w-what do you mean? W-what did Dr. Stark do...” Jane was a distinguished person. She was the 70-year-old leader of the Conerys, after all! She could tell at a glance that there was something off about Lester, and her expression turned even colder. “What did you do, Lester?”