Novels by Amanda Myles

Chapter 1 I’ve known Jess for four years. Long enough that I can tell when she’s been crying even if she tries to hide it. Tonight she doesn’t bother hiding anything.She shows up at my apartment a little after one in the morning, eyes red with mascara smeared under them, still wearing the dress she probably went out in. She doesn’t say hello, She doesn’t ask if I’m busy. She just walks past me when I open the door, drops her bag on the floor, and stands in the middle of my living room like she’s trying to decide whether to scream or break something.“He cheated,” she says finally. Her voice is flat. “Three months with some girl from his office...”I open my mouth to say something useless and comforting, but she doesn’t give me the chance. She turns, walks straight up to me, and kisses me hard. It’s messy and desperate, all teeth and I can tell she’s angry. I freeze for a second, hands half-raised, not sure what the hell is happening. Then she bites my bottom lip and any chance of t

Chapter 7Lila’s PovThen his tongue is on me. It’s not gentle. It’s a broad, flat stroke from my hole to my clit. He groans, the vibration shooting through me. “So fucking wet for me.” He does it again, slower this time, tasting me. He circles my clit with the tip of his tongue, teasing, until I’m writhing against the door, wrists straining against his hold.“Kael, please,” I gasp, head falling back against the wood.“I told you to look at me,” he says, and releases one of my thighs to slap my ass hard. The sharp sting makes me cry out and my eyes fly open to meet his. They’re glowing faintly in the dark like a predatory, inhuman light. “Watch me. Watch what I do to you.”He buries his face between my legs. His tongue plunges into me, fucking me with it. He’s relentless keeping a wet, brutal rhythm. His nose grinds against my clit with every thrust. The pressure builds fast, a tight coil in my belly. His name is a broken prayer on my lips. He adds a finger, then two, curling them i

Chapter 6Lila’s PovThe next day at school is its own special kind of hell. Every time I see him in the hallway my body remembers the press of his, the scrape of his fangs on my neck. The bite mark is a dull, throbbing secret under the collar of my shirt. I keep touching it without thinking and the phantom pressure makes my clit pulse. We have WWII project notes to exchange, but we do it through Mr. Henderson, passing folded papers like contraband. In the cafeteria I feel his eyes on me from across the room—heavy, constant. I don’t look back. I can’t. If I do, I might just get up and walk over there, and I don’t trust what would happen next.—————————————————————The nightmares start three nights later. They’re always the same: the glowing eyes in the dark, the snap of bone, Kael’s snarl turning into a roar of pain, and then the creature is on me, its breath like rot in my face. I wake up gasping, sheets soaked with sweat and my heart hammering. The fear sits heavy in my gut and t

Chapter 5Lila’s PovThat’s all he needs. His hands are everywhere…gripping my ass, squeezing my breasts, sliding between my legs. He tears my panties off with one sharp pull. The fabric rips and his fingers find my clit and rub rough circles that make me cry out.“You’re so wet,” he says against my mouth. “So fucking ready for me.”I am. I’m dripping, thighs slick. “Please, Kael. I need you inside me.”He unzips his jeans and pushes them down just enough to free his cock. It’s thick, hard, already leaking. He lifts me easily and my legs wrap around his waist. The wall is cold against my back, a sharp contrast to the heat of him.“Look at me,” he says, voice rough. “I want to watch your face when I fuck you.”I meet his eyes as he lines himself up. The head of his cock presses against me, stretching me open. The burn is so sharp and good. I arch into it.“More,” I gasp. “Give me all of it.”He thrusts in hard, burying himself to the hilt in one motion. I scream, nails digging into hi

Chapter 4 Lila’s PovThe leftover pulse of my own orgasm still moves through me, a strange pleasure that feels half mine and half not. My thighs are sticky and my t-shirt is damp with sweat. I roll onto my side, heart still going hard. The image of Kael…his dark eyes, the sharp line of his jaw, the way he’d caught me in the library, stays behind my eyelids. My fingers drift between my legs again, but the ache is different now. It’s a deep and hollow need that rubbing doesn’t fix.The next day at school every shadow feels wrong. I jump at slamming lockers. I flinch when someone brushes past me in the hall. Kael isn’t in first period, and that only makes it worse. When I finally see him at lunch he’s watching me from across the cafeteria. His expression is so intense it makes my skin prickle. Something is off. I don’t know why but I can feel it.I try to eat, but the food feels like it’ll come back up. Every time I glance up he’s still looking. Not smiling. Not looking away. Just wat

Chapter 3Hybrid’s PovThe classroom empties around me and chairs scrape and voices fade into the hallway. I stay in my seat longer than I should, watching the doorway where Lila disappeared. Her scent still hangs in the air..warm, alive, something like sunlight on damp earth after rain. It’s insane how one human smell can quiet the constant war inside me. The vampire’s cold hunger and the wolf’s restless rage both settle when she’s near. A dangerous kind of peace that makes my teeth ache.I force myself to stand and grab my backpack. Avoidance is the only smart move. I just have to get through the rest of the day without another hit of whatever the fuck her presence does to my system. I make it through three classes by choosing seats as far from her as possible and timing my bathroom breaks so we don’t cross in the halls. But whatever cosmic asshole enjoys watching me suffer has other plans.Lila turns in her seat during the next period. Her eyes find mine across the room. There’s

Chapter 7The thick envelope sits on my nightstand. Crisp bills that mean I can keep doing this for a while longer. My body is exhausted with bruises all over both of my holes are still sore and open from the Velvet Chamber. The ache only makes the hunger in my belly stronger. I push myself up cleaning the dried cum flakes off my skin. The camera light is already blinking red in the corner. My audience is waiting. They always are.My hands shake a little as I pick up the clear dildo from the nightstand. It’s thick and veined, made to stretch. The vibrator next to it is ready too. Just looking at it makes my clit throb.“Hello, my filthy little perverts,” I say to the camera, keeping my voice soft. “Look at this messy little doll. So sore, so used, but still dripping for you.”I spread my legs wide so they can see everything..the redness and the swelling. I dip my fingers between my folds and gather the thick cream. I hold it up to the camera, letting them watch it stretch in long sti

Chapter 6I obey, exposing my bruised, leaking holes to the whole room. A low sound moves through the audience.“Good girl,” he murmurs. “Now crawl to me.”I drop to my hands and knees and crawl across the stage. The bell on my collar jingles with every movement. When I reach his shoes I press my forehead to the floor.His hand fists in my hair and yanks my head back. “Open your mouth.”I open. He spits directly onto my tongue. “Swallow.”I do even as my eyes water.“Now for the main event,” he says to the room. “Who wants to see this little whore get what she deserves?”He leads me to a wooden frame in the center of the stage, bends me over it, and locks my wrists and ankles into leather cuffs. My ass is high and completely open.“I’ve brought a few friends,” Mr. Sterling says. Three other men join him on stage. They remove their jackets. All of them are already hard.The first man steps behind me. His cock is thick and heavy. He uses the cum still on my ass as lube and shoves into

Chapter 5The next morning the sticky warmth of their cum still coats my skin as I lie sprawled across the ruined sheets. My Hello Kitty collar feels tight around my neck. The little bell jingles softly with every shallow breath. Every muscle hurts, but under the pain a deep, heavy satisfaction runs through me. I close my eyes and just feel it, the ache between my legs, how raw both holes are, the taste of semen still on my tongue.My phone buzzes on the nightstand. The vibration makes the bell chime again. I reach for it, movements slow and stiff. An unknown number lights up the screen. I swipe to answer and press the phone to my ear without sitting up.A man’s voice comes through, calm and businesslike. “We saw the footage. You’re wanted at the Velvet Chamber tonight. A full night with unlimited use. The fee has already been transferred to you.”My heart kicks hard against my ribs. The Velvet Chamber. I’ve heard the whispers from other girls. It’s exclusive, high-paying, and the ki

Chapter 4The engine hums under me as I pull out of the parking lot, the cash still tight in my hand. Two months’ rent. The thought makes my pussy throb with leftover satisfaction. I glance at the rearview mirror. My makeup is still mostly in place, the Hello Kitty collar snug around my throat, but my eyes have that glassy, just-fucked look. Good. They’ll love that.The hotel is only ten minutes away. I park in the underground garage and adjust my pink skirt as I step out wearing no panties. The cool air brushes against my bare cunt and I can already feel myself getting wet again just thinking about what’s waiting upstairs. The elevator ride to the penthouse feels longer than it should, making my heart pick up with every floor. The door opens into a large suite with floor-to-ceiling windows. Four men are already there. One stands by the glass looking out over the city. Another sits in a chair with a drink. The other two are on the couch, phones in hand, probably checking the transfe

Chapter 3A soft hum of contentment moved through my chest. I let my head fall back against the headrest. The worn fabric felt cool against my flushed skin. Every muscle felt loose and used in the best way. A dull, pleasant ache throbbed between my legs, sticky with the mess he’d left inside me. My fingers, still a little shaky, reached for the gear shift. I was ready to put this part of the night behind me and drive home to my Hello Kitty room.My hand had just brushed the plastic when the driver’s side door was yanked open.I jumped. A sharp gasp caught in my throat. He stood there, a dark shape blocking the weak parking lot light. The client. He wasn’t supposed to still be here. He was supposed to be gone. But there he was, face hard to read in the shadows, presence heavy in the small space of my car.Before I could say anything, ask or protest, anything, his hand shot out. He didn’t ask. He didn’t speak. Thick fingers wrapped around my upper arm and hauled me out of the seat. My

Chapter 2The private call request blinked on my screen, the notification making my heart beat faster. My fingers hovered over the towel, but curiosity won. I tapped accept, and the video feed loaded almost instantly. It was him…my regular, the one who always paid extra and never settled for less than everything.“Look at you,” his voice came through the speakers, rough and hungry. “Still dripping for me, aren’t you?”I spread my legs wider so he could see the mess I’d made. The sheets were dark with wetness. My pussy was still swollen and puffy from the last orgasm. Cream coated my inner thighs, and I could feel more leaking out with every breath.“I want to see you,” he said. “In person. I want the full package. I’ll send the payment now.”My phone buzzed almost right away with the confirmation. The amount made my breath catch, enough to cover rent for two months. “Where?” I asked, keeping my voice soft and submissive.“An Abandoned strip mall on Fifth.I'll be in the Black sedan i