Novels by Calliee

MIAHis eyes widened for a split second, searching my face like he was waiting for me to back out, to laugh it off as some twisted joke. “You serious?” he asked, his voice filled with that raw hunger he'd been holding back.I nodded, my heart beating really fast. “Yeahhh,” I whispered, the word dragging out, my body already aching for what came next.That was all it took. He crashed his mouth against mine, his tongue pushing past my lips. I moaned into the kiss, my hands fisting in his shirt as he devoured me. His fingers dug into my hips, pulling me against him, and I felt the thick ridge of his cock pressing insistently through his pants, right against my core.Before I could even process it, he scooped me up, one arm under my knees and the other around my back. My legs wrapped around his waist on instinct, and he carried me toward the stairs, his mouth never leaving mine. Each step jostled me against him, grinding my soaked panties against that hard bulge, sending sparks shooting

MIAI was already dressed.A wine-free short dress, simple and soft, nothing tight, nothing that screamed look at me. I’d thought about wearing something that hugged my body more, something I knew would make his eyes linger, but no. I wasn’t giving him that satisfaction. Not today.I just applied a little lip moisturiser, nothing glossy, nothing dramatic, then let my hair fall loose down my back. I took one last look at myself in the mirror and nodded once, like I was convincing myself more than anything else.Good enough.I walked out of my room and into the parlour, the house quiet in that way that made every thought louder. I sat on the couch and crossed my legs, waiting.Why the hell did my father leave his card with him?Now Jake would start acting like he was in charge, like this was his territory, like he was responsible for everything. The thought annoyed me more than I wanted to admit, and I shifted on the couch, folding my arms loosely.I wanted to be pissed about it. I real

MIAMy head was pounding.I groaned and rolled onto my back, squeezing my eyes shut. My mouth felt dry, my limbs felt heavy, and my brain felt like it was buffering.Okay… something was wrong.I opened my eyes slowly. This wasn’t my room.The ceiling was different. The curtains weren’t mine. The bed was bigger. The scent in the air wasn’t my perfume… it was him.My heart jumped into my throat.I sat up too fast and immediately regretted it. “Oh my God…” I muttered, clutching my head as the room spun.Where the hell was I?My eyes scanned the room again, panic creeping in, until I saw him.Jake asleep on the couch opposite the bed. Curled on his side, one arm tucked under his head, a blanket half-covering him, looking annoyingly peaceful like he hadn’t almost ruined my life this morning.Oh.Oh no.I was in his room.My stomach dropped.Memory hit me in waves. I remembered knocking. I remembered smoking. I remembered laughing too much.Then the rest came crashing in. Me sitting on his

JAKEI was shaking.Not from wanting her… I wanted her more than I’d ever wanted anyone but from the war going on inside my head.She was asking. She was touching me. She was looking at me like I was the only thing keeping her upright.But she was still high.She didn’t fully know what she was doing, and I knew it. That thought slammed into me hard enough to make my chest hurt.No. I couldn’t do this.I stayed frozen over her, breathing hard, my mind screaming at me to stop even while my body begged me to keep going.She laughed softly, almost dizzy, her fingers tugging at the hem of her top. “Why are you hesitating?” she murmured, playful and careless. “You don’t have to be scared of me.”That laugh nearly broke me.“Mia…” I whispered. “You don’t understand. You’re not thinking straight.”She stared up at me for a second, then suddenly laughed. “Why are you thinking so hard?” she asked, giggling. “You're being weird.”She reached for the hem of her top and tugged it upward herself,

JAKE Her weight settled against me, her thighs bracketing mine, her hands slipping onto my shoulders.I sucked in a sharp breath. “Mia…” It came out strangled.She blinked down at me innocently, like she had no idea she’d just crossed the line of all lines.“This is… nice,” she murmured, running her fingers through my hair like she’d done it a hundred times before.My hands hovered in the air, not touching her, not grabbing her hips even though every muscle in my body begged me to.“You shouldn’t be here,” I rasped.Her head tilted. “But I like sitting here.”She shifted again, accidentally grinding right over me, and my entire body locked up.Her eyes went wide when she felt it. “Oh…”She whispered. “You’re… hard.”My jaw clenched so tight I thought it might crack. “You need to get off,” I managed through gritted teeth.“Why?” she whispered. Her fingers slid down the back of my neck. “You don’t want me here?”Want?I wanted her so badly it hurt, but not like this.Not when she would

JAKE She leaned closer.Her shoulder brushed mine, her hair tickled my jaw, and I swallowed hard before continuing.“You spread it evenly,” I said, nudging the herbs along the crease. “Not too much, not too little.”She nodded, biting her lip, and I pretended not to notice. I curled my fingers around the paper, giving it the slow roll that made her eyes widen a little.“Oh… that’s actually kind of cool,” she whispered.I smirked. “Thought you’d say that.”I sealed the edge, twisted the tip neatly, and held it up between us.“First lesson complete,” I said, offering a small, mock bow.She laughed again, softer this time, and something about that sound hit me harder than it should’ve.I reached for my lighter, flicked it on, and brought the joint to my lips.The flame kissed the tip, smoke curling in the air as I took the first slow drag.Then I exhaled, leaning back slightly, my eyes half-lidded as the smoke drifted between us.Her gaze followed it… then landed on my mouth.My chest

RYANI was stressed and exhausted, the weight of the entire day pressing down on my shoulders. From the moment we'd discovered those cameras in Olivia's apartment to the frustrating conversation with Marcus about not having solid proof that Logan was behind it all… everything felt like it was spiraling just slightly out of my control.I sat at my desk in the penthouse office, staring blankly at my laptop screen without really seeing it. My mind kept replaying the look on Olivia's face when we'd found those cameras, the violation and fear in her eyes. And then Logan showing up at her door, playing the concerned ex-boyfriend while probably knowing exactly what we'd discovered.The rage that thought sparked made my hands clench into fists.A knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts."Come in," I called out, already knowing who it would be.Uncle Richard entered, his expression concerned as he took in my tense posture and the obvious stress written all over my face. "You alright, son?

OLIVIAA tap on my leg made me wake up with a start. I blinked groggily, my eyes adjusting to the dim light of my bedroom. The laptop was still on my chest, the documentary playing on a loop, the screen showing credits rolling.I looked up to see Lena smiling down at me, her arms crossed as she perched on the edge of my bed."Lena?" I said, my voice thick with sleep. "You're back?"For Lena to be back, it had to be late. Really late. She usually worked until closing at the restaurant, which meant...I fumbled for my phone on the nightstand, squinting at the screen. 10 PM. And my laptop battery was at 2%, the little red icon blinking at me urgently. Of course… I'd left the documentary playing on repeat while I slept."Fuck," I muttered, reaching for my charger and plugging in my phone. "I slept off.""I can see that," Lena said with amusement. "Found you conked out with your laptop still playing. You were snoring, by the way.""I don't snore," I protested automatically, sitting up and

OLIVIAWe continued washing and drying in silence for a few moments, and I felt a wave of sympathy for Axiel. He'd lost his grandmother, discovered he had a twin brother… all within the span of a few months."Ryan's lucky to have you," I said. "You both are lucky to have found each other."Axiel glanced at me. “And Ryan's lucky to have you. You know that, right?"I felt my cheeks warm slightly. "I don't know about that.”He handed me the last plate. "But seriously, Olivia. You're good for him. I can see it."“I think that's giving me too much credit," I said, focusing intently on drying the plate."I don't think it is." Axiel pulled the plug on the sink, letting the soapy water drain. "You saved his life. You risked everything for him. That's not nothing.""Anyone would have…""No," Axiel interrupted gently. "Not anyone. Most people would have run. Would have saved themselves. You didn't. That makes you exceptional."I set down the dried plate and the towel, not quite knowing what to

OLIVIAI opened my mouth, ready to spill everything that had happened… the cameras, Logan showing up, the fear that had been gnawing at me all day. But then I hesitated.No. I wasn't going to do that.I couldn't just go around telling everyone about this. Not when I didn't know who to trust. Not when someone had managed to plant cameras in my apartment without me noticing. At this point, I didn't know who was safe to confide in.So instead, I smiled and took a sip of my wine. "It was nothing, actually. Just stressed out from everything, you know? Running the restaurant, dealing with... life stuff. But I think I'm better now."Axiel studied me for a moment, and I wondered if he could tell I was holding back. But then he smiled and nodded. "Alright then. I'm glad you're better. Everyone needs a mental health day now and then.""Exactly," I said, grateful he wasn't pushing. "Sometimes you just need to make pasta and reset.""The therapeutic power of carbs," Axiel said with a grin. "I fu

RYANI sat in the cramped back room of what looked like a legitimate computer repair shop from the outside, but was actually something else entirely. The walls were lined with monitors displaying code I couldn't begin to understand, and the air smelled like solder and energy drinks.The tech guy, Marcus, though I was pretty sure that wasn't his real name, had disappeared into an even smaller room twenty minutes ago with the bag of cameras, muttering something about "running diagnostics."I checked my phone again. A text from Olivia saying Axiel was coming over. Good. I didn't like the idea of her being alone right now, even though I knew she could handle herself. The thought of someone watching her, violating her privacy like that, made my blood boil.The door finally opened and Marcus emerged. He was younger than I'd expected… maybe early thirties, with messy dark hair and the kind of pale complexion that came from spending too much time indoors staring at screens."So?" I stood up i

OLIVIAI paused, considering. Part of me wanted to say yes immediately… Axiel had been nothing but helpful and kind, and the idea of having company while I waited for Ryan to get back was appealing. But another part of me was still on edge, still wary after finding the cameras and having Logan show up at my door."You still there?" Axiel asked."Yeah, sorry. I was just thinking." I looked down at the pasta dough on my counter, half-kneaded and waiting. "Actually, yeah. That would be nice. I'm making way too much pasta for one person anyway. Do you like carbonara?""I like anything I don't have to cook myself," Axiel said with a laugh. "Are you sure? I don't want to impose, especially if you're having a quiet day.""You're not imposing. Honestly, the company would be good. I've been a little... on edge since this morning.""Everything okay?" His voice immediately became more serious, more alert."Yeah, it's just... there's been some stuff going on. I'll explain when you get here. Ryan

RAINAI woke up to an empty bed.My hand reached out automatically, searching for the warmth of Elias's body, but all I found was cool sheets.I blinked my eyes open, squinting against the morning light filtering through the curtains.He wasn't there.I stretched and my body ached… I was still sore between my legs from last night. I smiled as the memories flooded back.The way he'd touched me. The way he'd looked at me. The way he'd made me feel like I was the only person in the world who mattered.I'd given him my virginity, and not just given it… I'd wanted to give it to him. To a man who'd shown me love, patience, care.I never imagined that man would be my ex-fiancé's stepbrother, but I was happy. Genuinely, unexpectedly happy.I sat up, wincing slightly at the soreness, and wondered where Elias had gone. Then I smelled food.The aroma of coffee, toast and something savory drifted in from somewhere outside the bedroom.My chest warmed. Don't tell me he left to cook.I slipped out

ELIASI woke up slowly, becoming aware of warmth pressed against my chest, soft breathing against my skin, and the faint scent of vanilla and something uniquely her.Raina was curled up against me, her head resting on my chest, one arm draped across my stomach, her legs tangled with mine.I smiled and ran my fingers gently through her hair, careful not to wake her, and pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head.Here I was. Lying in bed with a woman I'd initially just wanted to sleep with as part of some elaborate plan to make Zane miserable and satisfy my sexual craving.And I'd gotten what I wanted… technically. I'd slept with her on our wedding night, just like I'd planned. But now I couldn't bring myself to even think about hurting her.I'd gotten to like her. No… more than that. I'd fallen completely, irreversibly in love with her in a way I'd never imagined I would with anyone.I looked down at her peaceful face, at the way her lips were slightly parted, at the gentle rise and f

RAINAHe hesitated for just a second, then met my gaze. "It might hurt at first. Tell me if it's too much."I nodded, pulling him closer. He positioned himself at my entrance, massaging my clit with the head of his cock slowly, and then pushed in. The stretch was intense… bigger than his fingers, filling me inch by inch. I winced at the initial burn, but he halted and kissed my forehead. "Breathe, Raina. I've got you."I did, relaxing around him as he sank deeper. The pain faded into a delicious fullness, and my pussy adjusted to his large fat dick. "You feel perfect," he murmured as his hands stroked my sides."Please move. Fuck me." I urged, wrapping my legs around his waist.He started with shallow thrusts, pulling out just a bit before sliding back in. I met his hips with my own, rocking up to take him deeper. He then quickened his pace, fucking his cock into my pussy with wet sounds that filled the room."Fuck, you're so tight," he grunted, one hand grabbing my hair, the other

RAINAI rushed to the bathroom, my heart pounding so hard as Elias followed close behind, and I heard the door click shut.Oh goddess. I was ready. So fucking ready.I'd never done this before, but I wanted this with him. I heard him move behind me, heard the sound of the shower turning on, then his hands were on my waist, turning me to face him."You're shaking," he said softly, his eyes boring into mine."I'm nervous," I admitted."We don't have to…""I want to," I interrupted. "I'm just... I've never..."His eyes widened. "Never?"I shook my head.He was quiet for a moment, his thumb brushing across my hip bone. "Are you sure about this?""Yes," I responded. "I'm sure."He studied my face for another long moment, then nodded. "Okay. But we go slow, and if you want to stop at any point, we stop. Understood?""Understood," I whispered.He guided me under the warm spray of the shower, and I gasped as the water poured over me. His hands gently moved to my shoulders and he reached for

ELIASI was happy.Genuinely, stupidly, inexplicably happy.Which made absolutely no sense. This wasn't even a real wedding. This was a fake, contract marriage I'd orchestrated because I'd wanted to get into her pants and make my stepbrother's life miserable in the process.Except now I didn't even have the urge to go through with the original plan.I'd spent weeks building up to this… the wedding night, the moment I'd finally get what I wanted. That had been the entire point, but when I'd watched Raina walk down that aisle, her face so beautiful it hurt to look at, her hand trembling slightly as she held those white peonies...My heart had melted completely.And that's when I'd realized I was deeply, catastrophically in love with her.She had agreed to come back to the house yesterday, and I'd been so relieved. But I'd also been trying desperately hard not to do anything that might ruin it.No touching. No giving in to the part of me that wanted her so badly it was becoming a physica

RAINAI stood at the entrance of the venue, my hands gripping the bouquet of white peonies so tightly my knuckles had gone pale.The music started and I took my first step forward alone. No father to give me away. No family sitting in the rows. I kept my eyes forward for the first few steps, but curiosity got the better of me. I glanced to the right.Elias's father sat stiffly in the second row, and beside him was his stepmother, Victoria, who looked like she'd swallowed glass. Her hands were clasped so hard in her lap I could see the tension from here, and her eyes burned with an anger she was trying so hard to hide.They were boiling, and they had no choice but to sit there and watch.I had to bite the inside of my cheek to keep from smiling. Then I scanned the other side, looking for the one face I both dreaded and desperately wanted to see.Zane. But he wasn't there.I looked again, just to be sure. Checked the back rows, the sides, anywhere he might be standing or sitting or lur