Novels by Speedwriter

LyraGet a grip of yourself, Lyra.That was the first thing running through my head, even though my heart was behaving like it had completely resigned from its job. It was pounding so hard I felt like it wanted to climb out of my chest, run away, and leave me behind to deal with this insanity alone.Nick’s arms were still around me, carrying me like I weighed nothing. My entire body was tense, like someone had poured electricity into my veins. My words came out shaky, scattered, messy, just like my brain.“Drop me down now, please,” I whispered, trying to sound calm, but my voice betrayed me. It wobbled like a sick cartoon character.Nick didn’t even blink.Instead, he leaned closer.So close his breath warmed the side of my face, so close I could count each dark lash framing his eyes, so close my heart basically stopped beating for a while.“I’m never dropping you,” he murmured, voice deep enough to scramble my entire nervous system. “Do not talk....anymore.”The way he said it… slow

Lyra“Caught you! Now you can’t run away from me.”Nick’s voice sliced through the air behind me. The moment I heard it, my entire body locked up like someone had pressed pause on me. My leg literally froze mid-step. I couldn’t move, not even an inch.Panic exploded through my chest.Shit. What am I going to do? What am I going to do?!I needed to leave immediately. I forced my leg forward, one shaky step, trying to keep going, pretending I didn’t hear him.“STOP RIGHT THERE!”His voice thundered again, louder this time, sharp enough that people in the hospital corridor jerked around to look at him.Then he added, loud enough to echo off the walls:“If you move an inch, I’m going to kiss you!”My head snapped around so fast I could’ve sworn something cracked in my neck.Every single person around us went silent.And I, like an idiot, just turned.I don’t even know why. Reflex? Madness? Curiosity? Stupidity?Probably all of the above.“Oh my God,” I whispered under my breath. “This gu

LyraMy chest burned.Not the sharp, stabbing kind of pain, this was worse. This was panic, desperation, fear, all tangled together and squeezing my lungs until every breath felt too small. I clutched my hands against my chest as I bent forward slightly, gasping, my shoulders shaking as I tried to steady myself.I had been running.Running without looking back.Now I was pressed against the cold white wall of a hospital corridor, hidden just enough behind the corner, my bare feet stinging against the icy tiles. The fluorescent lights above hummed softly, mocking how calm everything looked compared to the storm ripping through me.Oh, thank God.He didn’t catch me.A shaky breath slipped out of me, half a laugh, half a sob. My head fell back against the wall, eyes squeezing shut as my heart slammed wildly against my ribs.I did it....I actually did it.He’s so dumb.The thought came unfiltered, bitter and sharp, and for a brief second, it made me smile. A crooked, exhausted smile that

NickBen’s voice reached me before I even saw him.“Alpha… what exactly are you planning to do with her now that she’s here?”I was seated by the window, one leg crossed over the other, a glass of wine balanced loosely in my fingers. The city lights outside glowed softly, indifferent to everything happening inside these walls. I took a slow sip, letting the taste settle, letting the moment breathe.A smile curved on my lips before I answered.“What do you think I’m going to do with her?”I finally looked up.Ben stood a few steps inside the room, arms folded tightly across his chest. His jaw was tense, his eyes cautious, like he was standing in front of a bomb that could go off any second.“I don’t know, Alpha,” he said carefully. “But this… this isn’t right. This is kidnapping.”I chuckled under my breath, amused more than offended.“Kidnapping,” I repeated lazily, swirling the wine. “You make it sound so ugly.”“It is ugly,” Ben insisted. “What if she—”“Ben,” I cut in sharply, sett

Lyra“What are you doing? Let go of me!”My voice tore out of my throat, sharp and wild, echoing off the walls as if the room itself was startled by my panic. Hands clamped around my arms, firm, unyielding. I twisted, kicked, clawed at the air, anything to get free.“Nick, let me go….please!” My plea cracked halfway through. I hated how desperate it sounded, how weak it made me feel. “Let go of me!”They didn’t.The men holding me were built like walls, their grips tightened every time I struggled, like my resistance was only convincing them to hold harder.“Nick” I screamed, my head snapping in his direction. “What the hell are you doing? I said let go of me!”My heart was slamming so hard against my ribs it hurt. Every breath felt jagged, uneven, like my lungs had forgotten how to work properly.“You shouldn’t force me to stay here,” I shouted, my voice hoarse now. “I don’t want to stay here! You don’t get to decide that!”Nick stepped closer. His eyes never left mine, dark and rest

Nick“Lyra, please—no. Don’t do this to me.”The words rushed out of my mouth raw and unplanned, like I was afraid silence would seal her decision if I paused even for a second. She stood a few steps away from me, her resignation letter still between us like a thin white blade. Her shoulders were stiff, her chin lifted in that stubborn way I remembered too well. The way she looked when she had already decided something and nothing in the world could bend her back.“You just came back into my life,” I went on, my voice lowering, rougher. “You don’t get to walk out again. I can’t let you leave me."Her lips parted slightly, then pressed together. She let out a breath that sounded tired.“Nick,” she said quietly, rubbing her forehead with her fingers as if she had a headache that never went away. “I really can’t do this. Seriously, I can’t.”She finally looked at me then, and the look in her eyes almost undid me. It wasn’t anger. It wasn’t hatred. It was exhaustion. The kind that comes f

Chapter 20 Ivy’s POV"What?" I whispered, the word slipping out before I even realized it.My mouth hung open. I couldn't close it. Couldn’t breathe, even. Had I heard Jack right?“You’re my mate, Ivy. The one I’ve been waiting for.”That one sentence sent my world into a tailspin. It felt like someone had opened a trapdoor beneath me and I was free-falling, my heart left fluttering in the air behind me.Jack, this stranger I barely knew… just told me I was his mate?He smiled, like what he said was casual. Like it didn’t just rip through the confusion in my soul and add another crack to the already fragile state of my heart.He walked to the passenger door and opened it for me. “Let’s go to school,” he said gently. “I’ll take you.”I just stood there for a moment. Everything inside me was tangled in knots. Should I trust him? Could I?Jack was kind. His presence calmed me. His words made me feel seen. But Damon…Damon had carved himself into my thoughts like a scar I couldn’t look aw

Chapter 19 Ivy’s POVHe lunged toward me with terrifying speed, his red wolf eyes blazing, his snarl echoing off the stone walls. For a moment, I thought he would rip into me. I didn’t flinch, I was ready. My own blue wolf stood her ground, furious and trembling. We were locked in a deadly stare, two storms circling each other.But then, he stopped.Just inches away from me, his massive paws halted mid-step. His claws slowly retracted. His breathing slowed. And without a word, Damon shifted back into his human form.I followed, breathing heavily, letting Vivian retreat as the blue fur vanished and bones cracked back into place. I gasped, now bare and trembling on the cold castle floor. I was completely naked, my knees pressing into the hard stone, hair falling in wild curls over my shoulders.He didn’t look at me with lust or anger. Just… quiet. Distant.He pulled off the shredded remnants of his robe, the one I’d torn in my rage, and silently draped it around me. The fabric smelled

Chapter 18 Ivy’s POVI didn’t know what came over me. I swear to God, I hated this man. I hated him,.loathed every breath he took and every arrogant word that came from behind that damned mask. But last night... something shifted. It was still me who reached out to catch him when he stumbled. Still me who ran to his side when he looked like he had lost every last bit of hope and was going to throw himself into the water.So why..why in the holy name of the Moon Goddess, was I now lying under the duvet completely naked, whispering in my mind, “Come touch me… Come take me…”?What the hell is wrong with me?My heart was thumping like it was trying to rip out of my chest. My legs tangled awkwardly beneath the sheets as my body burned with a need I didn’t understand. The door creaked open, and there he was, Damon. Still in that ridiculous mask that hid everything… yet revealed too much.His eyes widened the moment he saw what was under the duvet.And I expected it.I expected him to poun

Chapter 17 Damon’s POV“Get out!” I growled, voice hoarse with rage and pain.The maids and guards, Ivy, the healer and selene didn’t wait a second. They scattered like frightened birds, leaving me alone in the suffocating darkness of my chambers. The door slammed shut behind them with a heavy thud that echoed through the stone walls like a death bell.Alone again. Like always.I collapsed onto the cold marble floor, my knees buckling as though my body finally gave in to the weight of centuries. My hand flew to my chest, fist clenching over the cursed chain that burned against my skin like a branding iron. A sob escaped me, raw and guttural. My shoulders shook violently as tears streamed down my face. I wasn’t crying, I was breaking.“I can’t… I can’t do this anymore…”My fingers brushed the sharp, dagger-like letter opener on the table beside me. Without thinking, I grabbed it and plunged it into my chest. The pain was sharp, searing… but fleeting.The wound healed instantly.Of cou

Chapter 16 Damon’s POV“You’re mine tonight,” I murmured into her ear, my breath hot against her skin.She froze.Her back stiffened, and I felt the slightest tremble in her shoulders. I watched her, closely. Her lips parted as if to protest, but no words came out. Her eyes, wide with fear, flicked to mine. She wasn’t ready. Not emotionally. Not physically. Her body was here, but her soul? Her soul was already trying to escape.She didn’t want this.And yet I was here, towering over her, with my abs visible, fists clenched with desire and duty.I told myself it was for her good. That once this was done, once we consummated the bond, I’d finally be released. She’d get the happy ending she dreamed of. Peace. A life free of me. This was the only way. That’s what I kept telling myself. Repeating it like a sacred chant to drown out the guilt trying to claw its way into my chest.But the guilt didn’t stay quiet for long.Because the moment I reached for my trousers, I saw her.Her.Aria.

Chapter 15 Ivy’s POV“What? Consum… what?” My eyes widened in disbelief, my voice cracking at the edges.Damon's voice was low, dark, and sharp like a knife cloaked in silk. “Consummation. With me.”I blinked. My pulse spiked. “I— I can’t. We didn’t talk about that. We never talked about having sex. I’m not ready!” My voice broke into a desperate yell.He didn’t even flinch. Beneath that eternal mask, his lips curled into a smirk so smug it burned through me. I could see it in the angle of his jaw, the arrogant tilt of his head.“Really?” he said, tilting his head slightly. “I don’t need to say much. Just know I’m ready for tonight. We have to consummate our bond... for the chain to be broken.”And just like that, he vanished. Gone. The silence he left behind was louder than his presence.I stood there frozen, heart hammering, body trembling. My fingers clawed at my own arms as I tried to ground myself. What the hell just happened?Why would I have sex with him?No. No! That can’t ha