Novels by Glamour St

DrakeI couldn’t move. The moment the pain hit, I knew.The curse. It could not have been anything else other than the curse, I knew I was running out of time.My fingers dug into the floor as another wave crashed through my body.“Drake?” Angel’s voice sounded distant.I tried to answer. Nothing came out. My chest tightened violently. I sucked in a breath. It wasn’t enough.It felt like invisible hands were crushing my ribs from the inside. And that moment I knew I needed to get out of here.“Drake, what’s wrong with you?” she asked again. I could hear the fear in her voice.I wanted to tell her to leave. To run. To stay away from me. But the words refused to come. Another painful crack echoed through my bones.I clenched my teeth. My nails began to grow. Slowly.Sharply. The familiar transformation started crawling beneath my skin.“No…” The word escaped my lips. Not now. Not in front of her. Anything but that.I looked down. The veins along my arms darkened. The muscles beneath my

Angel“I don’t want any massage,” I screamed.“You don’t have a choice.”“I do.”“Then you won’t be having any training again.”“I don’t like this blackmail,” I grumbled.“You are tired. I am tired. You are still in your training clothes, so am I.”I paused. Wait. I am not in my training clothes. I looked at him, suspicion coloring my gaze.“Did you take off my clothes? How dare you!” I screamed. He simply folded his arms and looked at me.“You sure are dramatic.”“You sure are a pervert.”“Hmmm.”His expression remained calm.“Little mouse, I did not do that. I called the nurse.”His face carried no humor.No smirk.No teasing.Nothing.I stared at him for a few seconds.“You’re lying.”“And why would I do that?”His voice remained flat.Serious. I searched his face for any sign that he was joking.There was none. Slowly, my anger faded.“I am sorry, for saying are pervert ”“Know a better way to apologize?”I narrowed my eyes.“What?”“Stop arguing.”“That is impossible.”He sighed.

Angel“Who is in love with you? Will you let go of my hand?” I screamed.“But you were staring at me,” he said lazily. “I didn’t stop you from touching me. Why are you trying to pull your hand away now?” His voice was annoyingly calm.“Let me go.”I tugged harder, but his grip remained firm.“Go ahead,” he teased. “Where do you want to touch next?” A smug smile appeared on his face. My cheeks immediately burned.“Oh please, I ju—I just…” I stammered helplessly.“You just what, Little Mouse?” He pulled me slightly closer.Too close.His breath brushed against my skin. My heart immediately forgot how to behave.“I wasn’t doing anything.”“Of course.”“I wasn’t.”“Then why were you staring?”“I wasn’t staring.”“You were.”“I wasn’t.”“You were.”“You are impossible.”“And you’re adorable when you’re angry.”I gasped.“Drake!”“What?”His smile widened.“You enjoy annoying me.”“A little.”“You are unbelievable.”“So I’ve been told.” I tried pulling away again.This time he shifted sligh

AngelPain. That was the first thing I felt. Pain. It shot through every part of my body before I even opened my eyes.My legs hurt. My shoulders hurt. My back hurt. Even muscles I didn’t know existed seemed determined to punish me.“Haa!” The cry escaped my lips before I could stop it. For a moment I remained still. Trying to gather my thoughts. Trying to understand why my entire body felt like it had been run over by a truck.Then memory slowly returned. Karate. Running. Stance work. Training. Drake.“Oh no.”I immediately regretted every decision I had made yesterday. My eyes slowly fluttered open.The room was still dim. The early morning light had only begun creeping through the curtains.I tried to sit up. Bad idea. A sharp ache shot through my muscles.“Ouch.” I collapsed back onto the bed. Maybe remaining here forever wasn’t such a bad idea.I closed my eyes. Then opened them again. Something felt strange.Different. A warmth. A presence. I frowned slightly. Why did I feel som

Drake”Don’ you dare throw threats at me” Her voice unbothered.”stop talking and jump on, now”“No.”“Little mouse”“No.”I tightened my jaw.“Little mouse, I am not asking.”“And I am not a child.” She screamed.“You are exhausted.”“I am perfectly fi—” She yawned. I raised an eyebrow. Angel immediately closed her mouth.“I was not yawning.”“You were.”“I wasn’t.”“You were.”“Fine,” she muttered. I crouched slightly.“Get on.”She folded her arms.“No.”“Do you want to walk another thirty minutes?”“Yes.”She took exactly three steps. Then nearly stumbled. I stared at her. She stared back. Neither of us said anything. Finally she sighed dramatically.“Fine.”“Good.”“But I am only doing this because I am tired.”“Of course.”“And not because I need help.”“Obviously.”“I am not tired, just doing you a Favour—”“Of course you are”“You are laughing.”“I am not.”“You are.”I was. Angel groaned and climbed onto my back.“Comfortable?”“No.”“Liar.”“Maybe a little.” I adjusted my gr

Angel“Oh, stop it, Drake.”“Stop what?” he asked, trying his best to look innocent. I narrowed my eyes at him.“That.”“That what?”“That thing you’re doing.”His lips twitched.“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”“Liar.”“Strong accusation.”“You wanted us to continue something else.”“Did I?”“Yes.”“Are you sure?”“Very sure.” A grin spread across his face.“Interesting.”I immediately stepped backward.“Don’t even start.”“Start what?”“Drake.”“Angel.” I pointed a finger at him. He looked entirely too pleased with himself.“Behave.”“That’s a very difficult request.”I rolled my eyes.“You are impossible.”“So I’ve been told.” For a few seconds neither of us spoke. Then Drake suddenly straightened.“All right.” I blinked.“All right?”“One more exercise.” I frowned suspiciously.“That’s it?”“Yes.”“You’re giving up that easily?”“Don’t make me change my mind.” I immediately shut up.“Good choice.”The next exercise wasn’t nearly as easy as I expected.Every movement req