LOGINIs this man delulu or is he delulu? Crazy certainly runs in the family.
“Lorien… it’s beautiful,” I whispered, turning to face him.He was watching me, his crimson eyes glowing softly in the dappled sunlight. His long red hair tumbled over his shoulders in loose, tousled waves, and there was something almost shy about the way he smiled at me—a quiet, vulnerable kind of
Lysaa's POV A little while later, after we dropped the kids off with Kamrynn (and made sure she knew where we kept the fire extinguishers), Lorien led me outside to the open field behind our home.“Are we walking somewhere?” I asked, curious.“Not exactly,” he said, flashing me a grin.Before I cou
There was so much glitter.“Princess Violet, do you take this humble knight to be your devoted protector?” Eina’s voice was sweet and melodic as she twirled a plastic tiara between her tiny claws. She and Violet had set up a tea party in the middle of the living room—a tea party that had apparently
Lysaa's POV No one tells you how hard it is to raise dragon hybrids.Not that there’s a manual for it, anyway. But even if there were, I’m pretty sure it wouldn’t have covered what it felt like to lay five eggs, the agonizing weeks of incubation, and the terrifying wait to see if they’d all hatch s
“What the hell, dude?” he asked, squinting at her like she had just betrayed him. “We had a deal.”Arabella, blissfully unaware of the high treason she had just committed, let out a delighted squeal and reached for his face, grabbing at his nose with her chubby fingers.I couldn’t hold it in any lon
Kamrynn's POV Seven months had passed since the mating and Luna ceremonies, and life in the Obsidian Pack had transformed in ways I could hardly have imagined. What once had been a struggling, cursed pack with a heavy heart and dark future was now thriving in every possible way.Under Calvin’s lead
“Kamrynn… fuck,” I hissed, my grip tightening on her hips.She gave me a shaky smile, her cheeks flushed, and picked up the pace, moving faster now, her hips rolling in smooth, fluid motions.The friction, the heat, the sight of her riding me—it was almost too much. I could feel my control slipping,
Lysaa’s POVThe walk back to our room was quiet, but it wasn’t awkward. It was the kind of silence that simmered with unspoken words, with tension that made my skin tingle beneath the silk of my dress.After the champagne toast and some talking, I thought we’d both be tired, ready to sleep off the l
It felt like an eternity, but finally, slowly, the burning subsided, leaving behind a strange, tingling sensation. I blinked, trying to make sense of what had just happened—and then I froze.Because I could see.At first, it was blurry, like looking through a foggy window, but as I blinked again, th
Calvin's POV My breath caught as I took in the sight of her—her glistening slit, the soft curve of her thighs—and I wanted nothing more than to pull her back onto me, but I stayed still, letting her take the lead.She leaned forward, her fingers pressing gently against my lips.“Suck,” she commande







