FAZER LOGINGoing through the city, I had Apollo at my side along with two dozen wolves and half as many witches. We took unmarked black cars and different routes to the address I provided. I just hoped I wasn't sending lambs into the lion's den.Supernaturals versus agents trained to kill since they could walk. I really didn't know how this was going to turn out.What I knew was I couldn't let anything happen to Apollo. Even if I couldn't say the words, I knew that I felt for him what I had never felt before. But we didn't need to say those words.He knew. Apollo and I were bonded for life, even if those lives were cut short. I could feel him in the center of my heart, and he could feel me.So, I couldn't let him get hurt. No matter what.We pulled up to the organization building. Alannah parked the car down the street as I had instructed all drivers to do. Although I was sure that some agent already picked up on us.From the outside, it looked like any other office building in the city. I knew
The ride to Alessandro’s estate was silent. Neither of us spoke, and I didn’t dare look at him. It wasn’t fear that kept me still, it was exhaustion. The weight of everything pressed down on me, suffocating, leaving no room for anything else.By the time we arrived, the house was dark, looming in the distance like a shadow waiting to swallow me whole. The staff was lined up outside, bowing as we stepped out of the car. I ignored them. Alessandro did too.Inside, the house was colder than I expected. Elegant, expensive, but lifeless.I followed Alessandro up the grand staircase, every step feeling heavier than the last. When we reached the master bedroom, he stopped at the door but didn’t open it. Instead, he turned to face me, his dark eyes scanning my face as if searching for something.“I had a separate room prepared for you,” he finally said, his voice deep and cold."You are allowed wherever you please in this house, and you can use whatever you want. You can take your time in exp
"You’re sleeping in my bed tonight."I froze mid-step, my entire body going rigid as Alessandro’s words settled over me like a heavy chain.The audacity. The sheer arrogance.Slowly, I turned to face him, my fists clenched so tightly my nails dug into my palms. “Like hell I am.” My voice came out rough, both from exhaustion and the soreness still lingering in my throat. “I’m not your plaything, Alessandro.”He didn’t look the least bit fazed. If anything, my defiance seemed to amuse him. Leaning back against the bed, he stretched out like a king on his throne, dark eyes gleaming with that insufferable confidence."I never said you were,""But the moment, I don't find you in my room, you will regret the day you were born", I knew he meant it, when he threatened me.God, I hated him.But i knew it, challenging him never ended well.My jaw tightened as I turned away, refusing to look at him. My body ached, exhaustion weighing me down like a lead blanket, but the worst part was the gnawin
I've really sunken this low... getting a hard-on for a guy, for a man I was forcefully married to.Just don't think about it, just stop thinking about him and ignore his existence.I felt Alessandro move closer to me until he was practically up against my back, his head resting close to my neck, making it almost impossible to avoid him.Alessandro moved his hand under the blanket, and I felt it brush against my ass as he, only from experience, adjusted himself in his boxers.I was painfully hard now, knowing I wasn’t the only one, and that he was feeling the same, but I was too much of a coward to turn around and do something. I didn’t have the guts to shove myself onto him.Secondly I didn't want to sin. He was a fellow man. I might have allowed him to fuck my mouth but the thought of having anal sex with him was disgusting."I can hear you thinking, it's getting annoying," He out of the blue whispered against my neck as he moved his hand from his erection to my ass, then slowly down
Nikolai was defiant, but I expected nothing less.I twisted my fingers into his hair, yanking his head back sharply. His sharp intake of breath sent a thrill through me. He hated how easily I controlled him, yet his body betrayed him in ways he couldn’t yet understand. He would, in time.With a firm tug, I forced him to his knees. The cold floor bit into his skin, but I knew it wasn’t discomfort that made his breath hitch—it was the weight of my presence, the undeniable shift in power between us. His fingers curled into fists at his sides, his entire body wound tight. Resistance. I welcomed it. I thrived on it.I let the moment stretch, let the tension coil between us. Then, deliberately slow, I unbuckled my belt. The metallic clink filled the space between us, and I watched as he swallowed hard.I smirked. He was trying so desperately to hold onto his anger, to deny what was happening, but his reactions were telling me something else entirely.His eyes locked onto me, a storm of conf
I felt him stiffen the moment I moved closer, his whole body going rigid as if pretending I wasn’t there would make me disappear. It was amusing, really—watching him struggle, watching the battle he fought against himself, against me.I had him trapped.I shifted slightly under the blanket, adjusting myself, and my hand brushed against his ass. Nikolai sucked in a sharp breath.He was already hard.A smirk tugged at my lips. He thought he could hide from this, from me. That pretending would make it go away."I can hear you thinking," I murmured against his neck, my voice barely above a whisper. "It's getting annoying."My hand drifted lower, tracing the curve of his ass, sliding down to where he was unmistakably hard. He wanted this—no matter how much he fought it.His body betrayed him in ways he couldn’t control. "Turn around," I ordered.For a second, he hesitated, fighting himself, but then he obeyed. The room was dark, but I could still make out the way his chest rose and fell ra
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