Novels by Kati Williams

Lucas"Two words, 15 letters. A type of building or home?" Her voice is soft, but it is stern, like she is frustrated with the paper in front of her. I put the cup down I had been drying, rounding the counter to look at the newspaper from over her shoulder. "Hmm. Oh, split-level house." I say, planting a kiss on her head and returning the dishes. She had made pancakes and bacon for breakfast, but she is still eating the pancake that she won't finish. "Oh, thanks," she says with a smile, putting the last word of the codeword puzzle into the page. There is a crash from the living room, and both of us look at each other before I put a plate down, and she jumps to her feet. We round the corner together, finding the culprit of the noise sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of a broken picture frame. "Clarissa, what did we say about touching the pictures on the wall?" Jane asks her sternly as I pick her up from under her arms. She lets out a laugh as I hoist her into the air, and I

JaneHe doesn't stop running until we reach the bedroom, and the nerves in my stomach seemlessly reappear. He uses his foot to close the door as his hands cup my face, pulling me into his kiss. I respond greedily, running my hands through his soft brown hair. His legs gently usher mine backwards until the back of them bumps into the side of his bed. When his lips pull away from mine, and he moves them down my neck, I take a sharp breath in. "Wait," I say, trying my best to stay focused on the topic in my head. "Yeah?" He says, lips still brushing against the skin of my neck. Despite my thoughts, I pull my head back to allow him better access. "What if," I start to say, but have to hold my breath when his hands find the zipper of my dress. He inches it down slowly, while continuing to tickle me with his kisses. "Yeah?" His voice is raspy as he pulls away from my neck, taking my lips with his again while his hands start to push my dress down from my shoulders. It slides down easily

JaneIt's Sharyl on the other side of the door, and I hold my breath to make sure she can't hear me. "You lost my bride?" Luke says with a smile on his face, but his voice sounds stern, selling the part to his mother on the other side of the door. I bite my lip to keep the laughter in that threatens in my voice. "No, she just. Are you sure she's not in there? Whose in there with you, Luke?" Damn wolf hearing. He rolls his eyes before pulling the door open to reveal a very pissed off mom. "Luke! Don't you know it's bad luck to see her? You were supposed to be downstairs ten minutes ago," her words trail off as she takes him by the arm, dragging him downstairs with her. He looks back at me one last time, throwing me a thumbs-up from over his shoulder. I lag behind them slowly until Rebecca meets me at the back door. "You had me worried, Jane." Her voice is light with excitement, but I can hardly manage a tight smile in her direction. "Sorry. It's just a lot," I say, taking in a de

JaneGood goddess all mighty, Shayrl and Rebecca have not let me rest a wink since we told them we were getting married. I think Rebecca enjoys doing it because it takes her mind off James, and Shayrl likes teaching me all there is about being a good Luna and Queen. Every time we have a conversation, I can tell she is hurting without her mate. Even though he cheated on her and has done unspeakable things, he is still her mate. I just can never be the person she talks to about it.We wanted the wedding to be soon, but I didn't think they would insist on putting it all together in the timespan of two weeks. I haven't hardly spent any time with Luke, but both Rebecca and Shayrl say it is for the best. They claim the distance will make the wedding day special. "Purple or blue?" "Yellow or pink?" "Chocolate or velvet?" "Bridesmades?" That was a whole day's worth of explanation. So many questions that I couldn't answer, because I have never had chocolate cake, or any cake for that mat

Jane Luke wasn't very thrilled at what I told him I needed to do, but here he is driving me to where we're headed. I keep the map in my lap, hovering the crystal above it every so often, ensuring that he is still in the same spot."Are you sure about this?" Luke asks for the thousandth time as we pull into the parking lot of the rough-looking motel. It is single-story, and the stench of cigarettes can be smelled from miles away from it. I turn my nose up in disgust as I unbuckle my seatbelt. "Yes, I am sure. What's he gonna do, kill me?" I ask with a sly grin directed at him. It is possible that he thinks I have become arrogant since coming back to life, but the truth is, I am just masking my fear with the use of jokes. It seems to be very effective, for now that is. "Don't forget the safe word, alright? I'll be there in an-" I cut him off with a sigh and a smile, adjusting the hood over my head as the rain falls heavily over us. "I got it, Luke," I tell him, watching the wolf com

LucasHer hand is cold in mine, and I can't stop the pain that runs through me. I should bury her, move on, but I just can't let go. Arch has knocked on the door a few times since we got back, trying to get me to come out and talk to the warriors, but I can't bring myself to do it. I miss her. So many things I wish I had done before this. I should have claimed her as mine instead of worrying about things out of our control. It's not her fault she couldn't have kids. I should have been the person she could talk to about it instead of the person pushing her away from it. I can't stand myself right now, and all I want to do is keep her hand in mine until I wake from this nightmare. Just as I am about to drift to sleep, knees on the floor and her hand in mine as she lies on the bed, I feel her. The twitch in her hand. I blink into the crook of my arm, freeing the welled tears inside of them. Maybe I was just imagining it. It's been almost three days since the attack. But it happens ag

Daliah"Malcome's not very happy with the outcome of the civil trial," I tell Ben with a smile when we walk through the office doors. I toss my blazer on the back of my chair just as Ben does the same, and we both sit down with long sighs on our lips. "Yeah, well, he should have read the fine print of the contract." Ben laughs when he speaks, and I look at his shining eyes with affection. "I can't believe it took so long for a trial date. Criminal trial is so much better," I say with a roll to my eyes. Ben chuckles at my reaction just as Kyle and Bethany burst through the door. "Hey, ma's watchin' Lilly for the night and thought you might wanna join us for dinner?" Lilly is their daughter, born exactly nine months after their bonding ceremony last winter. Ben looks at me with a questioning glance, and I nod my head before he responds. "What are the plans?" "Movie and dinner, nothing special," Bethany says with a shrug of her shoulders. Ben and I agree, and within the hour, we ar

Ben I lead the pack while we creep down the stairs to the basement. The guy has a serious fetish for keeping things in basements of abandoned houses. When we make it to the bottom, my eyes scan the darkness in front of me. Though my wolf's presence in my eyes brings a bright grey to some of the shadows, it is nothing like the vision Daliah has explained she has in the dark. At this moment, I would kill to have that vision. My ears ring with anxiety while my shoes scrape against the dirt-covered concrete, my nose flaring with every hint of the scent I catch with it. "Carter," I call out, moving forward slowly. It is dead silent, and I focus my ears close to the sounds around me. The only sound I can catch is Daliah, and my warrior's heart beats. Daliah's is pounding quickly, and I catch the scent of her sweat as she stands behind me. "Carter, I want to talk to you." It is Daliah's voice that breaks the silence, and the moment it does, the sound of feet shuffling behind us has us a

Daliah"Are you fucking kidding me?" The words fall from my mouth the moment I hear Kyle say that the vampires want to relocate Carter. The last time he was 'relocated,' he ended up back in the city with a witch locked in his basement.Ben reaches for my hand instantly, and I let the touch of his skin calm my racing heart. I am sure my panic is rushing through him right now, twisting his stomach just as uncomfortably as mine is, but I can't push it down. "Hey, we can still get him," Ben tells me with his hand squeezing mine gently. Before I can respond, Kyle nods his head and speaks. "We'll have to go quickly. Jessie called just before you got here. Said the leeches just pulled up." Ben doesn't give him the chance to continue before standing, and I meet him at the door quickly. His hand falls to the small of my back when he opens the door for me to walk through, and we are in his car heading to the city in a matter of minutes. Ben drives quickly, but his eyes continuously scan the

BenI wasn't lying when I told her we wouldn't sleep if she touched me again, but she didn't seem to have an issue with it. Neither did my wolf. The sun has been streaming through the window in our bedroom for a few hours, but neither of us moves from our place in bed. "What's going to happen to Carter?" Daliah's quiet words break the silence, and my fingers that trail the scar on the side of her face pause in their movement. I release a sigh of heavy breath that is filled with contemplation at her words, but she doesn't take my silence as an answer. Instead, she turns to face me, her bare shoulders gleaming in the orange light cascading down on her olive-colored skin. "Well, the leeches have a system for betrayal. A prison system of some sort." I tell her, but she only stares at me, waiting for more information. "But, if we catch him, the pack has orders to kill him on sight." At this, she nods her head slowly, her gaze far away as she thinks about my words. "Are the vampires lo

DaliahIt is not long after we mark each other that I feel the difference in my power. We had gone several rounds with each other, but when we were finally exhausted from our activities, I felt the change in the shower. It was the need to run, fight, and hunt. Every primal instinct a wolf has, amplified. "Are you all right?" Ben asks, noticing the dilation in my eyes that sends the world into a vibrant red and yellow vision. My hands feel as though they are vibrating when I reach for the black fluffy towel on the rack, nodding my head slowly. I pat my hair dry with the towel with stiff movements, attempting to bury the energy coursing through me. The attempt turns futile when the muscles in my arms strain, and I hold the towel against me tightly. My jaw clenches down with force, and Ben's hands immediately land on the side of my arms in comfort. "Daliah, what is it? I can feel your excitement, like you're being electrocuted or something," Ben says, and I take in a sharp breath bef

DaliahI knew why the pack laughed at me, and I couldn't hold in the growl that escaped me. It corrects them immediately, and I hold my head high when facing Ben's large, black wolf. His golden eyes peer into mine before he brings his body against mine. Similar to when he claimed me with his scent, he rubs his fur against mine, and I return the action. The pack is silent as they watch, and it is an eariness I am unkind to."Don't focus on them, Dali. Keep your mind on me," Ben says in my mind, and his voice rings with power from his wolf. I don't respond, but I bring my gaze to his golden eyes, pushing the nerves in my stomach down. The last time we were this close to bonding, I ended up with an ancient knife buried six inches in my stomach. His teeth lower to the edge of my ear where they pierce the skin. Red seeps into my white fur, and the metallic scent fills the air. He takes a second to lick away the blood before lowering his head for me to reach. When he does, I do the same t