Novels by Myrtleme

"H-how did you get in here?" Faye questioned when she whipped around and met eyes with Emris.His arms were folded as he leaned against the bathroom door frame, his gaze steely and cold.From behind his broad shoulders, she caught sight of the bedroom door wide open- from her earlier outburst.Darn it! She squeezed her eyes shut."Are you going to answer me?" Emris pushed."Why would you come into my room without knocking? Isn't that a little too much? Are you that desperate to kill me?"She hoped her accusations would provoke him and redirect his attention. But Emris was much too smart for that.He narrowed his eyes, then walked towards her. He cocked his head slightly to the side."You didn't hear me."Faye's heart dropped. "What?""The walls in this house are soundproof, but your door was wide open. You could've easily heard me come in, but you didn't.""D-don't be ridiculous! You obviously masked your scent and sound-""I didn't. So stop avoiding the question."Faye's heartbeat qu

The next day wasn't any easier for Faye.She knew it would take time for the others to warm up to her, and she was willing to do whatever it took.But, she didn't expect Gwen to charge in like a hero."Why is she sitting at this table?" Emris growled.The worst kind of hero.Faye lowered her head and begged the earth to swallow her whole.The family of six sat around the dining table- with Faye sticking out like a sore thumb."It's a good way to make her feel more at home." Gwen was unfazed by the tension in the air, cutting away at her food.Nick handed her his plate of already sliced Steak and she shot him a grateful grin.Emris leaned back on his seat, his gaze sharpening on Faye."Is this a joke?" He demanded. "You just casually let her sit here?"He looked between his parents, then Vincent and Lynn."Emris," Nick sighed, setting his fork down. "Please, find a way to let this go."Emris eyes widened at Nick's request. It felt like betrayal, especially when he wasn't the only one s

The room remained quiet, and all eyes were on Faye."Aysel Aster." She said and their hearts dropped.Mabel sighed heavily.Aster– the cruelest and most powerful family in the Werewolf race.They obsessed over power and indulged in brutal trainings. Their bloodline alone was responsible for the war between Werewolves and Lycans.All for greed and a thirst to rule.Gwen’s wide eyes shifted to a seemingly unfazed Mabel, then she exhaled shakily, running her hands over her face."Mabel," she breathed, "you should've started with that."Mabel shrugged. "Figured you guys needed candy before getting your teeth pulled."Gwen scoffed, too strung out to find any humor.A chuckle cut through the silence that loomed over them, and their attention settled on Nick, slouched back in his Swivel chair, hand to his forehead and shoulders trembling.Mabel frowned. "Are you seriously laughing?"Nick didn't answer, but chuckled louder.Gwen clasped her hands, a thin, brittle smile pulling at the corners

He...left.Faye mused.She expected it, but she'd be lying if she said she hadn't held unto hope.Afterall, he was her long awaited mate.The door creaked open to reveal Mabel. She leaned against the doorframe with her arms crossed as her eyes observed Faye with quiet intensity.Faye avoided Mabel's eyes, her body still trembling from Emris' lingering scent and the replay of their encounter."I'm curious to know your story." Mabel sauntered in and stopped a few inches from Faye.She lifted her hand and froze when Faye flinched; cowering at the thought of Mabel's hand descending in a violent blow.Mabel tilted her head, then held the palm of her hands out in front of Faye with a soft smile."You know," she started. "Though these hands have slain enemies, carried the bodies of fallen comrades and loved ones— and are stained with the blood of countless lives.."She slowly reached for Faye again, earning a low gasp from her as she gently patted her head."I'd sooner cut them off than harm

"What on earth are you-"Faye jumped.Before her legs could go out the window, Emris' strong arms reached for her; grabbing her by the stomach and pulling her in.He staggered back and fell to the floor; his arm still holding her waist in a strong hold.Emris' warmth enveloped her, unfamiliar and intoxicating. She wasn't ready to let go. His scent filled her senses up in euphoria, and she felt butterflies erupt in her stomach.He smelled sweet, like cinnamon and vanilla.She was more than ready to never separate from his body again, but to keep close to a feeling she had never experienced once in her lifetime.But, her pleasure was cut short when Emris shoved her away.She was knocked back to reality by the cold tiled floor, and she watched him stand to his feet; dusting her scent and the feel of her off his body.His steely gaze met her stare, and she shot up from the floor with a gasp and stepped away from him.She avoided his cold stare, then hands to her chest."I-I'm sorry." She

The gentle breeze swept in through the open window, fanning across Faye's sleeping face.The sweet scent of flowers tickled her nose, and her eyes fluttered open to a white and high ceiling with a diamond chandelier.She slowly turned her head and looked out the window. She couldn't see anything but trees dancing to the movement of the wind.Then she let out a sigh.What.. happened?She looked around the large bedroom, then sat up on the bed. She came face to face with a full length mirror, then narrowed her eyes at the blood stains on her dress."Oh.." she breathed. "I fainted.""Please...it hurts."Her words repeated in her mind like a haunting echo, and she brought her knees to her chest; covering her ears and closing her eyes tight, in hopes that what happened was simply a dream.She knew it was stupid of her to think that way. Afterall, she was sitting on a king sized bed— in a large room fit for a princess.There was no way it was all a dream. The problem was that she had no ide