Stan X Kyle Novels & Stories

I don’t doubt it will only get better. I learnt today that Kael is a very spontaneous person we he wants to be. When he says he wants to do something, that typically means he’s going to do it. However, that doesn’t mean I wasn’t surprised when he approached me a day later telling me he is taking me to the Passion Pack, where he has found a place for us to say.

Katherine answered. Move on? I couldn't. My entire career was borne of Nikolas. It sounded like such a shallow thing to say but who was I kidding? I got most of my endorsement and shoots because those industries wanted to be on Nik's good side. A large portion of my social media audience were women who simped for Nik because he was young, rich, and equally good-looking. I would lose all that once it became public knowledge that Nikolas Sica had dumped me. Bad publicity could be good publicity but my career would be plunged to the depths of this got out.

Jade said. “My grandma had me practice some words to ever use to join a pack. I wrote them down and memorized it, for this reason. It does sound a little culty though to me, the blood exchange and all.” I say and we all started laughing. “I’m Luna to a pack that I’m not even a part of yet.” I laugh. “That’s what me, James and Taylor were just discussing.” Wyatt kisses my cheek after startling me. “Oh yeah? So, when are we doing it?”

said Chelsea as she took one cup of coffee from the tray that Kyle just brewed , the one at home ended up splattering on her clothes , so she might as well take her usual intake here, not to mention but Kyle had some really excellent skill in brewing tea and coffee . " Unfortunately , he is " said Kyle with a helpless note in his voice " Ron was always a bit insecure with his upbringing and I totally understand it . Its his first time receiving approval from his majesty for his efforts at the hunting grounds , let him enjoy a bit of this limelight . After all lies that don't harm anyone aren't particularly bad . "

The guard's voice drifted into my ears making me remove my hands from my eyes to see who he was talking to. "Huh?" I froze seeing the figure in my front, it was Alpha Kyle, the last person I had expected to be here. Was he here to make things hard for me again? I just couldn't understand what was going on and could only stare blankly. "What do you think you are doing?" Alpha Kyle growled as he stared at me. "Kneel!" Immediately, I felt an invisible pressure pressing down on me forcing me to my knees. Even though he was staring directly at me, I didn't dare to look straight into his eyes. I knew I might be whipped again if I did that. So to prevent such from happening, I had to avoid looking

He slid the glass sliding door behind him and plopped down in the chair next to me, lifting his legs and relaxing his feet on the ottomon. "I need to see Stella again." Kyle stopped chewing momentarily, gazing at me with sincere confusion. He must not have known. "I mean, shes a South pack member. Her Dad is Alpha Jones, isn't he? It's up to you man, but.. some tail just isn't worth chasing.." I snarled loudly at the comment. His spoon dropped from his hand onto the deck, bouncing underneath my seat. "She's. My. Mate" I spit out through gritted teeth and Kyle looked down, regretting his comment.

“Who exactly are you, sir?” “Again with the sir?” Kyle asked, his tone too flat for Hana to figure out his mood. He slipped his hands into his pockets, standing straighther to show the height difference between them. Hana didn’t mean to offend him, but before she could apologise, he continued, “Who am I? Kyle. And yes, I have an assistant. She makes life easier.”

Henry teased. “Shut up,” Stanley warned coldly. Henry obediently shut up. While the men were talking, Daisy Cox led Tyler Terrell over to Xyla and Stanley. When Tyler saw Stanley Batton, he extended his hand toward Stanley. “It’s been a long time, Mr. Batton…” “Indeed, it’s been a long time.” Stanley politely shook Tyler’s hand. After that, Tyler shifted his gaze to Xyla. The moment their eyes met, he immediately smiled devilishly. He then reached his hand toward Xyla. “Hello… Ms. Quest, my name is Tyler Terrell…”

Xander I leave Haley upstairs and take the stairs two at a time to go back to the gym. That fucker Kyle better be waiting for me. When I enter, Kyle is leaning against the ropes, downing a bottle of water as if nothing happened. As if he didn’t have his filthy paws all over my wife just mere minutes ago.

I asked, my smooth, charming tone a stark contrast to the deadly seriousness of our conversation. Kyle proceeded into the room, his tall, athletic frame gliding effortlessly across the floor. He reached for a bottle of red wine from the top cabinet, his dark hair perfectly styled, and his chiseled features illuminated by the soft light. “He did look scared when we spoke to him earlier on, and I hope he stays away from our business from now on," Kyle said, his calm, patient tone reassuring.