Novels by morithmarcella

Amelia I felt my heart jackknifing against my chest as I bolted up from the bed, letting go of the cold bars immediately.What the hell happened last night? Aside from the mind-blowing sex, there wasn’t much I could remember from last night. The alcohol had done a number on me but the stranger’s face stuck in my memory. He wasn’t the kind of man you would forget in a hurry, his long brown hair and eyes that seemed to shift from grey to black were imprinted in my head. I was struggling to remember his name. Darius, was it?I reached over to the other side but my hands roamed over the cold surface of the metal I was lying on, there was no one there. He was gone. He left me here all alone like I didn’t matter to him. To be sincere, I probably didn’t. Going home with a stranger I met at a club was easily the wildest thing I’ve ever done in my eighteen years on earth. My eyes were getting used to the darkness and I moved closer to the bars of the c

Amelia I wanted him, and I wanted him now. We'd gone up to his room at a hotel and he was kissing me.Finally.Up against the wall, with Darius caging me in from all corners, my whole body sang with need. I wanted him in me. I rubbed against him, but he did something that shocked me into stillness. He slid his large hand to the back of my neck, lowered his head to smell me, running his nose from my collarbone, along my neck, and stopping just behind my ear.“You’re really hot. Just my type.”My toes curled and I forgot all about the pain of learning I wasn't my father's daughter. The intimacy made me shudder, stimulating the tingle in my stomach and between my legs. A moan escaped from the back of my throat and I arched into him, threading my arms around his neck. He stilled, his expression a mixture of pleasant surprise and something else—i wanted him to look at me only with want, and a need even deeper than my own. I wanted us to really g

AmeliaI stared at him. Blinded by his words, unseeing and deafened by the lie that had just fallen out of my father's lips. "What…what did you say?" I whispered, as a deep tremor overtook me. This was one of those times when I'd run to my dad, or Aiden, and dad would give me a hug and tell me not to worry, or Aiden would make me laugh with his jokes. But this? What was this? How was I supposed to take this lie?!I stood up sharply from the chair so fast I hit my left knee on the edge of the desk. The pain raced up and down my legs but I paid it no mind. "You're lying, dad. You're lying to me, to us. Why are you lying to me?!""Amelia, calm down, sweetie—""Don't call me that." I breathed fast, the air rushing in and out of me, my eyesight becoming spotty as I stood there and looked at him. "Why are you doing this?""Amelia, if you would just calm down, I'll tell you everything. Everything. You're old enough to know now, sweetie. I wanted you to

Amelia Gasps and exclamations echoed around me, but my attention was on Aiden "Mates? Mates how? We're brother and sister, we can't be mated to each other." I threw sideways glances at the crowd, catching my friends eyes. They were laughing. What the hell was funny about this?He waved around like a lunatic, laughing widely. "I don't know, you tell me! Dad's said we're to become mates, he hasn't exactly offered up any explanations to me, so I came here, to you." He poked a finger at me, his eyes glinting with suspicion."Didn't you know about this, Amelia? He tells you fucking everything, for fucks sake."His calling me Amelia was seriously pissing me off more than anything. "It's obviously a mistake, or something, Aiden. We can't be mated to each other, that's just not possible. So calm down and—""You think I don't know this is freaking impossible? It's so fucking weird and dad wouldn't say it if he didn't mean it."My mind blanked as he k

Amelia I have a party in exactly eight hours and my closet never looked this confusing.I wasn't sure what to wear to my birthday party later today yet, and I had so many alternatives to pick from, it was driving me crazy. My lips curled into a smile as I heard the footsteps outside my bedroom door. They always woke me up this way, every birthday I've had for the past eighteen years. I stopped throwing out clothes from my closet and dived under the covers, pretending to be asleep. I didn't want them to meet me already up and about. I didn't hear their steps as they always tiptoe, but I felt the bed sink in as someone sat on the foot."Wake up, birthday girl!" Aiden yelled, pulling at my sheets and then tumbling into bed with me. I stubbornly stayed there, eyes shut tightly and inwardly dying of laughter."We know you're not sleeping." He said in a singsong voice, his hands going to the sides of my tummy and tickling me. The squeal left my l