LOGINNOTE: THE BOOK IS A SERIES OF SHORT WEREWOLF STORIES FOR PEOPLE WHO LOVE IT BRIEF…and smutty. Vanessa is the assassin trained in seduction and the perfect kill. Her target is the King himself and the plan is simple: infiltrate his bedchamber, ensnare him with her body, and slip the dagger between his ribs before dawn. No attachments. No mercy. But the moment their eyes meet for the first time, everything shatters. Standalone short werewolf romance stories. One world. Different dangerous loves
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They nicknamed him the Great Khal. Maybe it was because he lumbered like a giant bull or because he was as aggressive as one. Whatever the reason, I did not care. “Open the gates!” A man yelled from below the balcony where I stood with a glass of wine in my hand, watching distinguished guests come in. People paved the way, jostling one another to create room for the King’s convoy. Hushed conversations rippled through the crowd as the cars slowed to a stop and several men in black hurried out toward one of the cars. The door opened and out came the man of the night. The flute trembled in my grip as I stared at the wonder before me. He had a rugged beauty like I’d never seen, wild and untamed, oozing pure male sensuality. The paparazzi went wild, taking snapshots after snapshots of him, blinding white lights enough to make one dizzy. Then somehow in the midst of this madness, he looked up and our gaze met. My breath caught in my throat. I found myself frozen in time, lost in the heat of his stare. Chants of “King Leonidas” rendered the air but this man had his eyes locked on me. Only me. He had a scar marring his left eye, some say it was from a rival clash. Others say it was from the man that bore him. They had a fallout which resulted in a division. He was a beast who ripped his opponents apart with just one powerful blow. The stories were not just woven tales to make children cower in fear, but the testimonies of men who survived him. Did he recognize me? Did he get intel that I was the one assigned to take his life? What next? Was he going to call the guards on me? Was he going to come after me himself? The questions ran wild in my mind, still I was prepared to jump over the balcony if any of my guesses were right. After a few seconds that felt like an eternity, he looked away but I swear on my soul…that man smirked. His lips stretched in a cocky tilt that bordered almost on maniacal. That was who the Serpent Sisters, the assassin group I worked for, wanted me to kill for my next assignment. They were setting up an appointment for my own death and I was just supposed to agree to it? I’d never run from an operation before. But I was determined to make it as far as the boundary and disappear for good. News of how brutal he was shook me to the core. How was I supposed to seduce a man who looked like he picked his teeth with the bones of his opponent? However, the Serpent Sisters were not named so for just any reason. They found me and brought me back. Not just that, my stepmother was laying unconscious at their feet. “Just do the job as clean as possible and then, your mother would be free. You can vanish into thin air after that, but this is what you must do.” So here I was standing in front of the grand reception hall where the royal ball was to hold. It would be an unforgettable experience because tonight was the night I was going to take out their ruler. *** Leonidas rose to his feet with a glass of champagne in his hand. “To each of you here tonight, may joy follow you wherever you go, and may laughter light your hearts.” Everyone cheered to that. “Alright, enough sipping and get to the dance floor.” Let the celebrations begin! Or the mourning. I took an extra swig of wine before depositing the empty glass on the tray of a passing waitress. It was time to get the King’s attention. I joined the dancing crowd, picking for myself a partner. The orchestra music swelled into a lively tempo and my feet glided in tune with the music. Who’s to say an assassin should lack grace and poise? A hand caught mine. “You dance really well for someone who did not grow up with royalty.” I turned at once, stunned to be staring into a familiar pair of hazel eyes I never thought I’d see again. We had grown up in the same street before our paths were divided. He, to resume his father’s position at the palace and me, well, to whatever it was I was into now. “Noel?” I breathed, filled with genuine surprise and something else I thought I felt for him. Instead, there was nothing. “I thought you had royal duties and was appointed as duke.” He pulled me in tune with the waltz. “I still do and still am. Right now, I’m just a man who wants to enjoy the evening ball of the century. I spent years wondering where you disappeared to. Even thought you were dead at some point.” I chuckled nervously, trying to peek over his shoulders. “I was but now I’m back. It is hard to kill what isn’t really there.” The next seconds were filled with questions about where I’d been and what I’d spent the past years of my life doing. Not sure he wanted to know that I made a living from snuffing the life out of people. Or that his King was next on my radar. When I took another peek, the crowd was parting for someone. Leonidas had stepped down from the dais and he joined the widening dancing circle. The lightness in the way he moved, his golden hair that caught the light. He was the sun and we were merely planets orbiting around him, moving at his command. Noel turned me the other way, cutting my target out of sight. “Nessa, are you even listening?” “Yes, of course,” I lied through my teeth, mildly annoyed at his intrusion. “I’m sorry I have to go now.” Just as I said it, the dance called for an exchange. I practically shoved Noel toward a passing duchess who greedily accepted him, while I grabbed the next available set of hands. Now was not the time for friendly catch-ups and nostalgic get-togethers. The little girl he knew was already long gone. “Well, hello there, beautiful,” a slimy voice drawled. I found myself pressed against a man whose breath smelled of wine and expensive tobacco. His eyes did not meet mine, instead, they traveled shamelessly downwards. My stomach curdled at his blatant disrespect. By the time he finally had the decency to look at me, it felt like I was in the hands of the King. “My brother has fine taste in guests tonight,” he whispered, sliding his hand a little below my waist. “That dress works wonders for your cleavage, darling. I wonder if the rest of you is just as inviting.” The King’s brother? Tonight just got interesting.THE JESTER Xena whimpers in pain now as her body tries to double over but the silver restraints burn into her skin to keep her in place. I lower my head so I can see her face. “Are you ready to talk now?”“I don’t know where they—I SWEAR I DO NOT KNOW—GODFUCKINGDAMMIT!”But it’s too late because I pull out the pinky finger at the end of her hand. This one tears out with more effort than the last, a string of vein attached to the hand before I yank it off. I wave it in her face where tears freely freely down.“We can get through this the easy way out or we can continue onto other of my twisted fantasies.” I tuck the finger behind her ear. “Which is it?” Choking sobs of agony bursts out of her as she raises her head. It is filled with tears, sweat, and snot. All of which are a testament to the little game she chose to play. As I grab the middle finger, her eyes widen in horror. “WAIT! I can tell you something I know.” The sickening smile that spreads out on my face cannot be hel
19 — THE JESTERMy gaze sweep across the room and over the bodies scattered across the floor of the throne room. My senses are consumed with the metallic stench of blood. None of which belongs to me. Nor Ares, who just ripped his hand out of a man’s chest, ragged breaths following his actions. He turns to me, dropping the bloody organ. “You want to handle that or do you want me to clean up after you as well?” I sneer. The cocky bastard.“I will deal with this one myself, thank you.” The man whose chest my hand is deeply embedded in hisses in pain as I let my hand squeeze. “Are you ready to say something?” “You know you cannot kill me. If you do, you will never see your women again.” “Trust me,” I step closer, “I know several methods I can get a man to squeal and for a loud mouth like yours, you won’t even last a day.” Ares stops suddenly in his tracks, his hand coming up to rub the center of his chest, the space over his heart. His eyes flies to me with sharpened urgency. “Di
KAELITH “We’re too late,” I tell him as a group of men line in through the door behind Kaelen. That’s when the note of danger finally registers. It is more serious than we think, and Jay—as much as I don’t want to think about him right now—could be in danger.The dangerous men cast a look at us, the malicious intent in their eyes making itself known. The truth is a sickening punch to the gut: They’ve come for us.“Don’t look at them!” Kaelen snaps. “Face me!”He doesn’t wait for them to get to us first. He dashes forward with swift claws and the first man goes down with a gurgle that churns my stomach. Diandra grabs my arm, hauling me back toward the wall. “Stay behind me.”As if I even have a choice. My hands are freaking empty. The one weapon I had, I threw it at Jay in a fit of anger. The only pathetic weapons I have left are my nails and the useless scream building in my throat. Other than that, we are finished.I watch Kaelen fight like someone possessed, unleashing havoc o
THE JESTERMinutes after she leaves, the scent of her—lavender— and the heat of her anger lingers in the air. My legs stay rooted to the spot, unwilling to move lest I miss it. A sadistic part of me would rather stew in her anger than miss any part of her at all. I just…I wish there was a better way to make her understand. Even though the bulk of my plans have been dealt with, there is still a lot more to cover. For example: the neighboring packs who are allies of Ferdinand.The moment they catch wind of the recent development, there will be unrest. I can’t risk bloodshed when she is still in this place and a lot of them recognize her as his Luna. Even the word tastes like something putrid in my thoughts alone. Thanks to that meatloaf of an alpha.A chilling presence walks in. I know at once who it is.“Could you be any more obvious?” I ask, unable to hide my irritation. Kaelen leans on the door, his shadow stretching on the floor toward my feet. “I just saw your damsel. Did
VANESSA This one was probably the popular whore of the royal family who viewed women as trophies.Indeed, every family had a black sheep. And he was theirs.Disgust rolled within me when he had the guts to reach further down and cup one of my ass cheeks, pulling me tightly against him and rolling
VANESSAThey nicknamed him the Great Khal. Maybe it was because he lumbered like a giant bull or because he was as aggressive as one. Whatever the reason, I did not care.“Open the gates!” A man yelled from below the balcony where I stood with a glass of wine in my hand, watching distinguished gues
LEONIDAS It was the way she floated with grace, setting her chin haughtily like everyone else was below her. Including me. It was the way she set herself so distinct in the crowd, she became impossible to miss. A beauty mark to her top lip, she had a face that was hard to stop looking at. One t
VANESSAAnd so, I failed my mission before it even began. I was right back to square zero. When the music stopped, we each courtesied and he walked off to deal with some more important function. To him, it was probably better than having to deal with me, the woman who still had a dagger strapped






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