Playing With Wolves

Playing With Wolves

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"Wolves?" He smirked at me like I was telling the funniest joke he'd ever heard. "That's what you and your little friends think you are? You wouldn't know what to do if a real wolf stared you in the face." "It's just a name. And we're in Chicago. I'm never gonna actually stare a wolf in the face." I barely got the words out when I was pressed against the wall. He leaned down until his face was inches from mine. His lips curled up and his teeth grew into sharp fangs that stopped beneath his bottom lip. "You are now, Tobias." He growled. "What are you going to do about it?" Tobias "Toby" Mitchell is a young black man from the grittiest neighborhood in Chicago. He and his friends, self-proclaimed 'The Wolves," hatch a plan that involves stealing something very valuable from the Volkov brothers, who they believe are just another three rich, white men that own a popular lounge downtown. But they're so much more than that. And so is Toby. With the Volkovs's help, Toby's about to find out just how much things aren't as they seem. Part I of the 'Wolves' Series.
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Where Max somehow gets roped into one of his sister's stupid schemes and ends up in way over his head, completely out of his comfort zone, and quite sure he's just met his dream man. A man who happens to think Max is a girl. *** "An excellent recommendation. You're not just a pretty face, then?" "You think this face is pretty?" Max tried to say it with more sass, but it came out kind of soft. His face went red and he turned sharply to the books next to him. Casual. "You're very pretty," There was a gentleness to the teasing and Max glared at him. The man laughed again, dropping his eyes from Max. "Thanks." Max said after a pause and the man beamed at him. "I should be thanking you. This might be worth the read," he waved the book in his hand. Max rolled his eyes, face softening back into a smile. "I'm Kevin, by the way." "Cool," Max said and wondered if 'Kevin' was a name that fit this attractive man. "And what's your name?" Kevin prompted after a short pause and Max cleared his throat, embarrassed. "Oh, sorry. I'm Ma-," Max barely cut himself off in time. Face flushing darker, mood dropping like a fucking brick. He wasn't Max right now. "I'm Eva." ***This is a rough draft. Currently being rewritten!!*** (Disclaimer: there will be boy on boy romance and if that doesn't float your boat, gonna need you to float on by. Also a lot of swearing. Thanx ;3 )

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