LOGINPart 2 of the smutstravaganza, more to come. This might just be the longest smut I've written, and not going to lie, I'm enjoying it more than usual. See you in the next part...
“Leaving?” I asked, getting up to my feet, forgetting where I was for a second. “What do you mean we’re leaving?”Viper spat at me in his native language and pointed his gun at me, but I knew that they wouldn’t dare hurt me too much until they got the money, so I didn’t allow it to affect me.Instead, I looked at John, silently asking him to translate.“He said we’re supposed to follow their orders without questions,” John said, staring at the Viper.Viper said something again, and ended it with, “Now!”“He says if we don’t follow his orders, his men will just come here, gag and bind us, and throw us into the jeeps. It won’t be comfortable.”I felt like being contrary just to make the man tremble with anger, because out of them all, I hated him the most, but I knew that for anything I did, John was going to be punished.“Alright,” I raised my arms in a placating gesture. “Alright, we will do as they say. No need for force.”John translated, and the Viper glared at me for a moment. The
“Mr. Kennedy,” I started. “I don’t think you understand what I’m trying to say here—”Mr. Kennedy shook his head, huffing, and ran a hand through his hair. That gesture was so reminiscent of Adam that it took my breath away for a second.“Can you please cut that out?”“…um, what?” I was so confused.“The whole Mr. and Mrs. Kennedy business!” Adam’s father exclaimed, arm flailing uncharacteristically as he gestured towards himself and his wife. “How many times have we told you to call us by our names? How many times do we have to tell you before it gets through your head that we consider you family?!”I was officially speechless at that.Adam had told me that multiple times his parents considered me family, and so did his closest relatives. But I always found it hard to believe, because I’d just gotten acquainted with them. Sure, they loved Adam, but that didn’t mean they had to automatically love me as well.I thought they were just being nice. Or perhaps they pitied me, given how they
I was just getting used to the eternal darkness when the fever finally broke.At first, I didn’t even have any idea about what was happening. All I knew was that I was weak more often than I wasn’t, cold as if I was back home in Caveat City in the middle of winter, not a forest in Africa, and that sometimes, I saw things that weren’t there. Sometimes it was absurd enough that I knew they weren’t real, but other times, it was my family, it was Revon, and that’s when it sucked the most. Because I kept thinking they were real, and calling out to them, reaching out for them, but they wouldn’t look at me.When I became lucid again, I’d wake up with a gag in my mouth.John would tell me that I kept screaming so loudly for my people that the mercenaries would become agitated. Gagging me was the only way John knew how to appease them and keep me safe.So, when the fever broke, John was more thankful than I was. “Thank God,” he muttered reverently. “I did not know how long I could take it. I
Seeing Mr. Kennedy like he was…it was a shock, to say the least.The man who once stood tall and proud sat hunched in front of his wife’s bed. He was usually dressed to the nines in outfits that cost more than my annual income, probably curated by a stylist, but that day, he was dressed in a simple, worn sweater and sweatpants. They were deeply wrinkled, as if he’d been sleeping in them.I couldn’t see his face, as his back was towards me, but I could see him clutching his wife’s pale hand.Her pale, limp, cannula-embedded hand.During my time vacationing with the Kennedys, there had been an evening when half the Kennedy family just took a collective nap in their main sitting room. We’d all been talking, and then the younger children had suggested a board game, and while we played, the older folks napped on the many couches in front of the cheery fireplace.Leanette Kennedy had been one of them, snuggling into her husband as well as a well-worn, fluffy-looking throw. I couldn’t help bu
It had been seven hours, thirty-four minutes, and a handful of seconds since I was informed of Adam’s disappearance.It had been six and a half hours since my entire squad, including the colonel, had pretty much bullied me into getting some food and sleep before I could even attempt to return to Caveat City.I had refused vehemently, wanting to get moving as soon as possible, but Farah pointed out that I was barely standing straight, and that Adam needed a competent soldier to rescue him, not some half-dead Omega who was too stubborn to take care of himself before going on a mission.And then the colonel made it an order, so I didn’t have much of a choice except to wolf down an MRE and lie down on a bunk for at least five hours.When I woke up, I felt guilty, because I’d slept like the dead. A caring boyfriend whose partner had been kidnapped would at least have nightmares about it, right?“There you go being an idiot again,” Farah said, shaking her head when I told her of it. “Revon,
Hello Dear Readers, First off, allow me to apologize for the absense. It was truly unintentional and I know I dissapointed a lot of you given how the novel's rating had gone down and the comments I recieved and I feel terrible for it. I just got out from the hospital and managed to get my hands on my electronics. But I am back now, hopefully for good, and from tomorrow onwards I will be publishing again. I don't know if I will have to take another leave again due to the health issues I am currently expericing (which truly came out of left field let me tell you, I don't know what's up with me but ever since October started I have not been well at all). But now that I know something might happen that could land me back in the hospital, I will make sure to type up chapters in advance and schedule their release so you guys won't have to be dissapointed again. I really love this book and have every intention to finish it come hell or high water, so please don't worry that I will aban
“Don’t…” Adam breathed, and suddenly, he lurched forward.I didn’t know what to do. It was far too late to step back, and I wasn’t heartless enough to let him fall face-first onto the dirty bathroom floor.So of course, he landed on my arms.My heart started racing as his scent filled my nostrils,
Adam’s football friends strode towards us, and I felt a cold sweat on the back of my neck as I saw the expression on his face.Adam was nowhere to be seen.As soon as they were close to us, Annalise sprang to her feet and rushed to them.“Oh, Jaice, AJ! I just wanted to sit with my friends,” she pl
“Sorry about that, I did not see you coming. My fault entirely. Are you okay?”I blinked, trying to stop my head from ringing. Did I fricking run into a wall?But then I realized the wall could talk.I looked up.And bit back a groan.Of course, it had to be him.Tall, dark, and handsome, with a bo
Chapter 1. Revon. “No son of mine will be an Omega!”My father’s roar flinched through the sterile hospital room. Victory looked down, clearly to hide a smug smile. My mother looked as if she’d bitten into a lemon. Poor Dr. Lewis, who hadn’t asked to be entangled in the Hawthorne family drama, kep







