Novels by Brun-Hilda writes

Killian pov“We were both adults who needed to satisfy our needs and we did so that was fair enough” Daisy said.Those words kept playing in my headI poured more tequila into my glass and winced slightly as it burned its way down my throat.I shouldn't be this upset.It wasn't the words that annoyed me. It's the rejection. Never.Not even once have I fucked a lady and she dares to resist me. They always come back for more, they always stay at my beck and call.But this writer, this lady I have watched touch herself at the sound of my moan, this lady I am meant to protect just dared me.I grind my molars.I filled my glass again and drank at once.I knew she didn't mean what she said, I could hear the pain in her voice when she said it. But she had the guts to say it anyway.And that…that was an insult.At the very moment, I wanted to grip her by the throat Shove her by the wall, kiss her till she gasped for air.Fuck every part of her body and give her several orgasms until she r

Daisy povNot now……please don't stop,” I pleaded.Whoever was calling must be an enemy to my pleasure. And then he added a third finger thrusting it in and out ensuring it touched all angles. His tongue back to my clit licking, sucking the juice flow out.“Ughhh…ugggh …” I cried, my body tensing up again. “Not so fast,” he said. “Fuck, I need you” I whispered my voice husky with desire. He spread my legs apart and positioned himself between, using a pillow to raise my waist.He rubbed the head of his cock around my clit before finally thrusting in slowly at first.Gripping my butts and pulling me closer ensuring I took every inch of him. Our bodies moved together slowly and gently.He pulled back and slammed in deeper this time, he grinned in fast, rougher, and yet correctly.“Ahhh….ahh" I growled loudly.“Let it all out so the world knows this pussy is mine” he said, voice rough with pleasure. Water pounded down like a storm, soaking our bodies. “Purr! Purr!” was the only sound

DAISY’s povMy heart raced.I felt something break inside of me. “How did this stalker find us? “ Fear curled in my gut.Killian instinctively placed a hand on a small part of my back not tight but firm, guiding me toward the parking lot with quiet authority.And that instantly sent a shiver up my spine. “ Just move, Daisy,” We walked fast. His body angled in front of mine, and we kept scanning faces as we walked. A woman with a stroller. A man on his phone.Any of them could be a suspect.Once we were at the parking lot, he opened the passenger door, while his free hand hovered around my hips.“Get in”Before my seatbelt clicked, he was behind the wheel.I was trembling He gunned the car's engine, pulling out of the parking lot onto the highway with a rough acceleration that pushed me back into my seat.The moment we got to the first bend he took it immediately. I watched the city blur behind us as we drove off. “Killian…” I called placing a hand on his lap.“Not now” he furr

Daisy's POVMy heart flipped “Huh？” I blink. Was I dreaming? "A camera?" My voice came out strangled. "Someone's been watching me for two weeks?" I asked with glassy eyes.Killian pulled the SUV over to the side of the road. We were still ten minutes away from his apartment, but I was spiraling, and we both knew it."Look at me." His voice was firm but not unkind. "Daisy, look at me," he insisted.I tried, but my vision was blurring. My chest felt too tight like someone was sitting on it."Breathe. In through your nostrils and out through your mouth."I tried but failed’, I tried again."Fuck," he muttered. Then he unbuckled both our seatbelts and pulled me across the console into his lap.I stiffened immediately. "What are you…?""Relax. I'm not trying anything." His arm wrapped around my waist, solid and warm. "You're having a panic attack. You need to ground yourself."He placed my hand flat against his chest. I could feel his heartbeat steady, controlled, completely calm."Feel

Daisy's POV** I stared at my phone, hands shaking so badly I nearly dropped it. "I know who you are, Daisy Macklin. And I'm coming for you." The voice had been distorted, mechanically . But the threat was real. Very real. I should call my father. Should call the police. Should do something other than stand frozen in my living room like an idiot. Instead, I called Killian. He answered on the first ring. "Miss me already?" "Someone just called me." My voice cracked. "They said they know who I am. That they're coming for me." Silence. Then his tone shifted completely—no more teasing, just cold efficiency. "Did you recognize the voice?" "No. It was distorted. Mechanical." "What number did they call from?" I checked my recent calls. "Unknown." "Fuck. Okay, listen to me carefully. Lock your door. All the locks. Don't open it for anyone except me. I'm coming over right now." "You just left” "I'm in the parking garage. I'll be there in two minutes. Stay on the phone

Daisy’s POV I couldn’t write . It felt like I had a lot to put down, and then, nothing . All I had was one sentence that made no sense. My editor was going to have a hell of a day. The manuscript was due in three days, and I had nothing. All because I couldn’t stop thinking about him. My asshole of a neighbour. My eyes strayed to my phone just like it had done a hundred times already, even though I already blocked both his numbers. I had no idea why I was waiting for his stupid text. It rang from where it sat. Dad. I thought about ignoring it for the first few seconds, but knowing how dramatic he was going to be about it, I picked up. “Hey, Dad!” “Daisy.” My dad, despite his role in the military, could be very sweet with me. But not today. His tone was clipped. Serious. “I need to discuss something with you.” “How are you doing, too, Dad? It’s so nice hearing your voice.” I knew he rolled his eyes. “This is about your safety, Daisy. I think we can both agree tha