Novels by beau_libra

MERILYNThink carefully. Or I might kill you if I don’t like your answer.I jerked awake with a scream. My eyes darted around searching for the threat, looking for the three-headed monster that had hovered over me, threatening to kill me. My stomach churned, cramps squeezing the life out of my organs. My heart calmed as I realized it was just a dream. I sighed, flopping down on the bed. Despite the chill air from the air conditioner, my skin remained sheen with sweat. It’s been three days since my last meeting with the Lycan King, and each night, he would visit me in various forms, repeating those words, tormenting me until I screamed myself awake. Why bother giving me options when I could only pick one?! You can always pick the other option, though. Death is not as scary as—I buried my face in my pillow and screamed. Why was my fate so unlucky?! Many hours later, I woke up with my face under the pillow. I groaned, forcing myself to sit up. Perhaps death was better than this

MERILYNI silently followed the men as they led me away from the airport into one of their very luxurious cars. “Please,” the man gestured, and I got in. Fear oozed from me like an open dam. My hands clutched my bag tightly, and my eyes kept darting to the man seated next to me. How on earth had I gotten on the Lycan King’s radar? My thoughts scattered as I tried to think of anyone I might have offended in the past, but nothing came to mind. Could… Could Warren have reached out to him for help? I quickly shut down the thought. That was impossible. Everyone with a thinking brain knew not to approach the Lycan King. Warren would never risk his life in such a way, not even for me. Confusion mixed with fear as they pulled up to the hotel I’d checked out from. Was the Lycan King waiting for me here? Was he someone I’d offended here? Oh goddess, save my soul. As we walked in, everyone stopped to bow to the man before me. The same one from the airport. And each time, their gaze woul

MERILYNNever in my thirty years of living did I think I’d ever have a one-night stand, and not just that, I’d woken up to him still stuck inside of me. My legs quivered as a familiar rush of sensation coursed through me at the memory. The feeling of him filling me up, his tip nudging at a part inside my body I never thought existed. My body instinctively clamped down on him as I pushed him off, sending a mini-orgasm through me. Oh Goddess.“Snap out of it!” I muttered, squeezing my thighs tightly. I just cheated on my mate. I should be mortified, horrified that I’d done something as hideous as that. Instead, I was here fantasizing about the hot, naked man I’d woken up with this morning. Warren may have cheated—no, he definitely cheated, but I wasn’t him. I refused to stoop to his level. And then there were the memories of last night. Goddess, just let the ground swallow me!It’s a one-night stand. The chances that you’d ever see him again are zero. True. I exhaled with relie

KAIREN“Wh-where are you taking me?…” She drawled as her jelly legs made their way across the pavement. She reeked of alcohol and something sweet. Her scent has grown stronger in the last couple of minutes. “Ohhh, are we going to get laid?” she giggled, limply leaning on me as I held her up. “Where do you live?” I huffed, wanting to be rid of this woman as soon as possible. “Ohhh, there.” I looked in the direction she pointed and scowled. “That’s a dumpster.” Her head reared back. “Oh.” She looked around. “Where did it go? It…it was right th—there.” With no other choice, I turned and headed into the big hotel right across the street. It would be inconvenient, but it was better than watching a helpless woman get gang-raped by multiple men. “S-sir?” The security guard at the door stared in shock. One look at him and the rest of his words died in his throat. Everyone threw me a similar look as I walked into the hotel with a giggling woman in my arms. This would undoubtedly cast

MERILYN“LUNA!” The loud shattering of ceramic shot through the air; shards flew all over the place. I froze mid-step and stared at the broken ceramic bowls. “Oh, that’s bad.” I stared at the maid; her face had gone pale,her eyes filled with dread as sweat dotted her forehead. “I’m sorry. I didn't mean to startle you.” I smiled apologetically. Her eyes darted to the top of the staircase as if waiting for my husband to materialize and yell at her. I moved closer, my hand stroking her shoulder. “Relax. He’ll be too much in a good mood to care about some broken ceramic bowls.” That was true. Warren would be too happy to care. After all his whiny texts for three days, pleading with me to come back early, I just couldn’t stay away. “Forgive me for breaking the plates; I didn’t know you would be back this early.” The maid said, still trembling beneath my touch. I nodded, noting the way her eyes kept shifting back and forth. “Whoever you’re trying to mind-link clearly doesn’t want t