Novel-novel oleh Nancy Grey

I felt my face heat up even more. I hated that he could see how flustered I was. I hated that he knew the effect he had on me. But most of all, I hated how my heart was pounding just from seeing him half-naked.It was just a game, I told myself.Just a stupid, harmless game.But it didn’t feel harmless anymore.We kept playing, though I could barely keep my thoughts straight. My eyes kept drifting back to his chest. His skin was smooth and golden, stretched over solid muscle. His abs were defined but not overly bulky, like he worked out but didn’t care if people noticed. I tried not to stare, but it was impossible. His collarbones, the curve of his shoulders, the way his chest rose and fell as he breathed—every little thing seemed to draw my attention like a magnet.And then—I won again.He looked at me with a slight smirk, his blue eyes glinting with mischief. “Your move,” I said, my voice shaky even though I tried to sound cool.Ian stood up slowly, eyes still on mine, and I watched

Kinks: Forced Proximity, Strip tease,Verbal teaseIt was just supposed to be a quiet evening. The rain was coming down in thick sheets, drumming against the roof like a thousand tiny feet. I was curled up on the couch with a blanket, trying to ignore the fact that he was sitting across from me. Ian. My brother’s best friend.I hated him.Well, maybe hate was a strong word. But he got on my nerves like no one else could. He was cocky, loud, and always had this smug look on his face like he knew something I didn’t. His blonde hair was always perfectly messy, like he just rolled out of bed looking that good. And his blue eyes? Ugh. They sparkled when he was about to say something stupid or teasing, which was all the time.I found him attractive—who wouldn’t? But he knew it, and that made him even more annoying. He was the kind of guy who had girls wrapped around his finger without even trying. And unfortunately, since he was my brother’s best friend, he was always around. Always in my sp

My heart was pounding so loudly I thought everyone could hear it. I felt myself clench without meaning to. The tension, the risk, everything made the feeling stronger.Killian grunted quietly into my ear, like he was trying not to lose control. Then he cleared his throat and replied, sounding calm somehow, “Yeah, they’ve got it. Just need to tighten defense.”Logan nodded and turned back to the screen.Killian’s hand slid up to rest on my side, his thumb brushing small circles on my waist under the blanket. Then he leaned back in and whispered, “Feels so good when you clench up like that.”A tiny smile crept onto my face. I did it again—on purpose this time—just to tease him.His reaction was instant. He let out a low groan, rough and quiet, but full of heat. “F-ck,” he whispered, barely able to say the word.I bit my lip harder to stop the laugh bubbling up inside me. This was crazy. It was wild and dangerous and completely stupid.Against my better judgment, I shifted my hips just a

I stiffened. My eyes darted around the room. All the guys were focused on the TV. They were yelling, laughing, completely into the game.All of them—except for Killian.His fingers brushed up my thighs again, this time with more purpose. I gasped softly as he reached the top and hooked his thumbs into the waistband of my panties.“Killian,” I whispered, panicking. I clutched his arm with both hands, trying to keep myself grounded.“Shhh,” he soothed, his voice calm and low. “Trust me, sweetheart. I’ve got you.”I swallowed hard. My mouth felt dry and my palms were sweaty, but I didn’t stop him.My breath caught in my throat as I felt him gently slide my panties down. The fabric moved slowly over my thighs, dragging across my skin, making me more aware of every inch of my body. I could barely believe this was happening. My cheeks were burning, and I kept looking around the room, half-expec

KINKS: Praise kink, voyeurismI stumbled a little as I handed out the last of the drinks, trying not to drop anything as I weaved through the living room. The place was packed with Killian’s friends—at least ten guys, maybe more—all loud and excited, yelling at the TV every time the school’s hockey team made a move. The big screen was blasting the game, the crowd noise echoing through the apartment, but I still felt like I was moving in a bubble. My cheeks were warm, and my arms ached from carrying so many cups, but I didn’t complain.This was Killian’s place—well, technically his parents'—but he had it all to himself for the weekend. So, of course, he decided to host a little get-together. I didn’t mind. I wanted to help, to show his friends I could take care of him. I brought out snacks—popcorn, chips, pizza rolls, pretzels—and passed drinks to everyone with a smile. I probably looked like a waitress or something, but I didn’t care. I liked doing things for Killian.After making sur

Kinks: Rough sex, Dominant/Submissive, Brat, Spanking, PunishmentIt had been a whole week since Mr. Dorian fucked my brains out.Seven full days.And every single one of them had felt like a strange mix of heaven and hell. Heaven because I could still remember how his hands had felt on my skin, how his voice had sounded in the dark classroom, low and rough as he whispered my name. How his touch had made me forget everything else. And hell—because since then, he hadn’t spoken a single word to me.Not even a glance.He walked past me like I didn’t exist. He treated me like nothing had ever happened between us. Like I was just another student, not the girl who had let him touch every part of her. I kept telling myself it didn’t matter. That it was just a one-time thing. That he had warned me not to expect anything.But I still felt used. Small. Like I was stupid for thinking I mattered even a little bit to him.And that made me angry.I hated how quiet I had become. How I kept trying to

Katrina’s POVMonday came faster than I expected. My alarm buzzed too early, and I groaned as I forced myself out of bed. My whole body still felt heavy from the thoughts that had been swirling in my head all weekend—about the missing book, the silver flame, and what it could all mean. But I pushed those thoughts aside as Liam pulled up in front of the school in his car like he always did. He gave me a small smile and told me to have a good day. I thanked him and got out, feeling that little flutter in my chest I always felt when he looked at me. Today was the start of something new. My first day of warrior training.My heart warmed.The school day crawled. I tried to concentrate during class, but my thoughts kept drifting. I kept glancing at the clock, counting down the hours. I wasn’t just nervous—I was anxious. Excited. Afraid. I didn’t know what to expect. Would I be good enough? Would people laugh at me? What if I embarrassed myself?After the final bell rang, I grabbed my backpa

Katrina’s POV“Cindy,” I breathed, lowering my flashlight. “You scared me.”My heart was still beating fast from the scare. I lowered my flashlight fully and took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down.Cindy stood there by the door, her expression still soft and a little surprised. She took another step into the library, her shoes making a soft tap on the wooden floor.“I didn’t mean to scare you,” she said again, her voice gentle.“It’s okay,” I replied, trying to sound casual even though my chest still felt tight. “I just… wasn’t expecting anyone.”She gave me a small smile and tucked a loose curl behind her ear. “I usually come in here when I can’t sleep. Reading helps me relax, you know?”I nodded, even though my mind was still spinning from the missing book. “Yeah… I get that.”Cindy walked over to one of the chairs in the corner and sat down, her eyes flicking to the shelves around us. “There’s something calming about being in here at night. Like the books are whispering sto

Katrina’s POVDinner had passed like a dream I wasn’t fully part of. I remembered sitting at the long wooden table in the dining hall, pushing mashed potatoes around my plate while people chatted and laughed around me but my thoughts weren’t there.They were in the library.With that book.That strange, old book with the silver moon on the front—the one I had found by accident, hidden behind a false shelf. Just thinking about it made my fingers tingle, like they remembered how the leather felt against my skin. Like they were begging to hold it again.After dinner, I had gone up to my room and changed into something more comfortable—an old oversized t-shirt and soft cotton shorts. I climbed into bed and pulled the covers over me, pretending I was going to sleep. But sleep didn’t come. My mind was wide awake.I kept glancing at the phone Liam had given me. It was sleek and cool, resting on my pillow like a small reminder of him. He had spent hours with me today, telling me about his fam

Katrina’s POVI nodded slowly. “Yeah,” I whispered, barely able to speak.He loosened his grip on my wrists, but didn’t move away. My hands slipped down to rest on the bed, but I didn’t push him off. I didn’t want to.The air between us felt thick—heavy with something unspoken.I swallowed hard and looked up at him. “You’re not playing fair,” I said softly.He tilted his head, his smile growing. “How so?”“You’re distracting,” I whispered, biting my lip without meaning to.His eyes darkened even more, and for a second, I thought he might kiss me again. My breath caught in my throat. But instead, he leaned in close—so close I could feel the warmth of his breath against my ear.“Your turn,” he whispered, his voice low and deep. It sent shivers down my spine.Then he rolled off me slowly

Katrina’s POVIt was soft at first. Just a gentle brush of our lips, like we were both unsure if it was really happening. His lips were warm, careful, like he was afraid he might scare me off if he moved too fast. My heart was beating so loud I could barely hear anything else. My breath hitched as our mouths met again, and this time it lasted a little longer. A little deeper. My eyes fluttered shut as the world around us faded.Then something changed.Liam kissed me back, really kissed me—like he’d been holding back for so long and couldn’t anymore. His hands, which had been resting lightly on my waist, suddenly tightened, pulling me closer to him. Our bodies pressed together like magnets finally allowed to touch. He let out a low sound deep in his throat, and it made my knees weak.His lips moved against mine with a hunger I hadn’t expected. He kissed me like he needed me. Like he’d been dying to taste me. I felt his fingers slide up my back, warm and a little shaky, until one hand c

Katrina's POVAfter a minute, he glanced at me and asked, “How was your day?”I smiled a little. “It was good. I got to hang out with my friends… and I had lunch. Nothing too crazy.”He nodded. “I’m glad. You deserve calm days.”“What about the rogues?” I asked, trying not to sound too worried.“I handled it,” he said, his voice calm but firm. “You don’t need to worry about anything. You’re safe here.”I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. Just hearing him say that made something inside me settle.Then he added, “I’ve enrolled you in the warrior training program. You can start whenever you’re ready.”I stopped walking for a second, surprised. “Wait, really?”He looked at me with a small smile. “Really.”My whole face lit up. I was so excited,

Lily’s POV18 Years LaterEighteen years. I couldn’t believe it. It felt like only yesterday I was rocking them in my arms, singing lullabies and staying up all night to soothe their tiny cries. And now… they were standing right in front of me, side by side, smiling as everyone cheered for them.The birthday cake was huge—white and gold with sparkly decorations, and shaped like a wolf howling at the moon. On top of it was a golden number “18,” lit with tiny sparkling candles that flickered softly in the warm afternoon breeze. The scent of sweet frosting and vanilla filled the air. Friends and family clapped and cheered as Varian and Miriella held hands and leaned in to blow out the candles together.I stood with Kai, my arm linked tightly through his. My chest was heavy with emotion. Tears pricked my eyes and no matter how much I blinked, they wouldn’t go away.“They’re so grown up,” I whispered, my voice shaking a little.Kai gave my hand a soft, comforting squeeze. “They’ll always be

Lily’s POVOne Year LaterIt’s been one whole year since Kai and I had our wedding and marking ceremony. I can’t believe how fast time has flown. It has truly been the best, most beautiful year of our lives. Our twins, Varian and Miriella, are already a year old and they’re the sweetest little angels I’ve ever known. Every day with them is a blessing, even when they wake us up in the middle of the night with their loud cries or when they smear food all over their cute little faces. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.Today was Mer’s baby shower and I was so excited. She and Rhys were expecting their first baby—a little girl. I couldn’t wait to meet her when she finally arrived. Mer had found out she was pregnant a few weeks after their own marking ceremony, which was six months ago. I had cried so much at their ceremony. It made me remember mine and how far we had all come.This morning, Kai and I were in the nursery, getting the twins ready. I picked out the softest blue shirt for Vari

Lily’s POVKai's hands gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my soft flesh as he guided my movements. His silver eyes were locked onto mine, his breath coming in short gasps as he watched me ride him, my hips rising and falling in a slow, sensual rhythm."Fuck, Lily," he groaned, his voice thick with desire, "You feel so good."I smiled, my dark hair cascading over my shoulders as I leaned forward, my hands resting on his chest. "I want to feel you, Kai," I whispered, my voice filled with confidence. "I want to feel you everywhere." Kai's hips thrust upwards, meeting my rhythm, his cock sliding in and out of my wet heat. "You feel incredible, Lily," he groaned, his voice laced with pleasure. "I'm all yours."My body tensed as I felt Kai's cock hit a new angle, deeper than before. I gasped, my fingers digging into his chest as I adjusted to the sensation."Kai," I moaned, my voice a breathy whisper, "you're so deep." Kai's silver eyes flashed with satisfaction, his hands gripping

Lily’s POVI woke up slowly, my body still warm from sleep. A soft moan slipped from my lips before I could stop it. There was this feeling—gentle but strong—like waves of pleasure moving through me.My eyes fluttered open, and for a second I didn’t understand what was happening. But then I looked down and saw him.Kai.He was between my legs, his silver eyes already on mine. The moment our eyes met, he gave me a small, knowing smile and kissed my inner thigh gently. My whole body tingled.“Kai…” I whispered, my voice still husky from sleep.“Good morning,” he said softly, his voice deep and warm. “I couldn’t help myself.”His hands rested gently on my hips, his touch both comforting and exciting. I felt a blush rise to my cheeks, but I didn’t tell him to stop. I didn’t want him to. There was so much love in his eyes, it made my heart swell.“You’re so beautiful like this,” he whispered, brushing a kiss over my skin. “Let me take care of you.”My breath hitched as Kai's tongue found m

Lily’s POVKai saw the surprise in my face and climbed onto the bed, crawling toward me with the gentlest expression.“I’ll be careful,” he said, cupping my cheek. “You don’t have to be scared. We’ll go slow… together.”I nodded again, feeling safe in his hands, even with my nerves fluttering.Because I trusted him. And I loved him.Kai hovered above me, and I could feel the warmth of his body close to mine. His skin brushed against mine, soft and comforting, and it made me shiver—but not because I was cold. I was just so full of feeling. My heart was beating really fast, like it might explode from everything I was feeling all at once—nervousness, excitement, and love.He looked into my eyes, and it felt like time stopped. His eyes were glowing faintly in the soft light, filled with so much love and something deep I couldn’t name. It was l

Lily’s POVKai looked at me like I was the most special thing in the whole world. Like I was something he never thought he could have but now that he did, he would never let go. His eyes were soft and glowing in the warm light of the room. There was love in them, and something else too—like he was holding back how much he really wanted me.He walked toward me slowly. Every step felt like forever. My heart was racing in my chest, and I was almost afraid it would jump right out.When he stopped in front of me, he gently took my hands. His touch was warm and careful. He lifted them one by one and kissed my knuckles softly, like I was delicate, like I could break. I felt butterflies in my stomach.Then he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to my forehead. His lips were soft and warm. After that, he kissed me on the lips, and I kissed him back.At first, the kiss was slow and sweet. But then it started to change. It grew deeper, stronger, like he couldn’t hold back anymore. Like he wanted t

I gasped and stumbled back, barely managing to keep hold of the tray.A woman rushed out, nearly crashing into me. She looked to be in her early twenties, her long blonde hair a tangled mess, her makeup smudged as if she had slept in it—or rather, hadn’t slept much at all. She was clutching a pair of high heels in one hand while using the other to adjust the thin strap of her dress. The wrinkled fabric barely clung to her curves, and the scent of expensive perfume mixed with Alpha Ronan’s scent clung to her skin like a lingering memory of the night before.I didn’t need anyone to explain what had happened. The evidence was clear.Something twisted in my stomach, and I braced myself for the pain—the sharp, unbearable agony that was supposed to come when a mate was unfaithful. It was said to feel like your soul was being ripped apart, like a fire burning inside your chest.But… nothing.There was no fire, no overwhelming pain. Just a dull,

I was ironing my stepmother’s dress, carefully moving the iron over the fabric. I didn’t realize the heat was too high until I smelled something strange. A burning smell. My heart pounded as I lifted the iron and saw the dark, ugly scorch mark on the expensive fabric.Panic set in immediately. I knew what was coming.Before I could think of a way to fix it, I heard the sharp sound of heels clicking against the wooden floor. The air in the room seemed to freeze as my stepmother entered. Her sharp gaze fell on the dress, and her face twisted in fury."You useless, stupid girl!" she screeched, her voice making me flinch. "You can’t do anything right!"I quickly put the iron down, my hands shaking. “I—I’m sorry,” I stammered, my throat tightening. “It was an accident, I swear—”Before I could finish, she snatched the iron off the table. My breath caught in my throat as I saw the gleam in her eyes. A look I had learned to fear.“An accident?” she mocked, her lips curling into a cruel smile

I walked over to the bed, my steps hesitant, and picked up the paper lying there. My eyes scanned the neat handwriting, and I realized it was a list of rules. At the top of the page, in bold letters, it read: Dos and Don’ts – By Alpha Ronan.I couldn’t believe what I was reading. The list went on and on, ridiculously long and detailed.“Clean my room daily, serve my meals on time, and be on standby whenever I need you,” I muttered under my breath as I read. My eyebrows furrowed as I continued. “Prohibited from spending time alone with unmated males. Must seek permission to leave the mansion. Clothing must be approved by Alpha Ronan…”I stopped reading, my hands trembling with frustration. “Is he serious?” I said out loud, pacing the room.I looked at the list again, my blood boiling. I was supposed to be his personal maid, not his prisoner. He didn’t even want me as his mate, yet he thought he had the right to control every aspect of my life.“What a hypocrite!” I muttered angrily, c

Annie glanced at me and said, “Go on.” I hesitated, my heart thudding in my chest. “What if he’s angry?” I whispered. “Don’t keep him waiting,” Annie said sharply. “That’ll only make it worse.” I swallowed hard and slowly pushed the door open. The room was dim, lit only by the sunlight streaming through the tall windows. Bookshelves lined the walls, packed with books, and a large wooden desk sat in the center of the room. Behind the desk sat Alpha Ronan. His presence was overwhelming. He leaned back in his chair, his sharp eyes immediately locking onto me as I stood frozen in the doorway. I studied him carefully as he sat behind the desk. His black shirt stretched tightly over his broad chest and muscular arms, as if it could barely contain his strength. His features were sharp, and there was an intensity in his eyes that made me feel small. He was undeniably handsome, but the aura around him was nothing short of terrifying. “Come closer,” he ordered, his voice deep and com

The Alpha nodded, his face still stone-cold. “Good,” he said, turning to leave. “Annie will be here shortly to take you to the house and explain your duties.” He walked away, the door slamming shut behind him, leaving me alone again in the darkness. My heart felt heavy, but there was no turning back now. I had agreed to be his maid, and there was nothing else I could do. A little while later, the heavy door creaked open again, and an older woman stepped inside. She looked like she was in her fifties, with gray streaks in her dark hair and a kind but tired face. She gestured for me to follow her, and I got up slowly, my body still aching from everything I had been through. As we walked down the long, dim hallways of the dungeon, she spoke. “I’m Annie,” she said, her voice firm but not unkind. “What’s your name, girl?” I hesitated for a moment, unsure if I should trust her, but then I said quietly, “Aria.” Annie nodded and kept walking, leading me up a flight of stairs and out

He smirked, his eyes cold. “Your worst nightmare,” he replied before climbing back into the front seat. The car sped off again, and I turned my head to look out the rear window. My heart sank when I saw several other black cars following us. There was no escape.The car finally slowed down, and I felt the sharp jerk as it came to a stop. My heart raced, and I tried to sit up straighter, but my body felt heavy and sore from everything that had happened. The man who had taken me here didn’t say anything before getting out of the car, leaving me alone in the back seat. The door slammed behind him, and the sound echoed in my ears. I didn’t know what to do. The silence in the car felt so loud, so oppressive. I could still feel the throbbing pain in my neck, and the strange sensation from his lick was still there, but it had faded a little. I just stared out the window, my mind racing with thoughts of what was happening to me. A few minutes passed, and I heard footsteps approaching. I