LOGINVelvet ObsessionAmarissa¥The world returned in fragments of fire and downy darkness. My eyes opened to the high ceiling of the library, shelves towering like silent guardians around us. Every nerve ending felt alive in a way that made my previous human existence seem muted and distant. The turning had rewritten me from the inside out, and the new hunger pounded beneath my ribs like a second heartbeat.Ledger stood near the fireplace, watching me. His black shirt hung open, revealing the hard lines of his chest and the dark edges of the tattoo that marked his skin. Dark curls framed his face, those intense eyes locked onto me with an expression that mixed triumph and something deeper, something that made my throat tighten. He looked exactly like the man who had upended my entire life, commanding, beautiful, and utterly inescapable.I sat up slowly on the wide leather couch where he must have placed me. My body ached in the best and worst ways, a reminder of the blood he had given me
Velvet ObsessionAmarissa¥The sound of tires on gravel outside the motel room pulled me from my thoughts. I froze, the duffel bag half-packed on the bed. My heart raced as I moved to the window, peering through a narrow gap in the curtains. A black sedan sat in the lot, engine running, headlights off. No one should be arriving at this hour. The fear that had been building since the police station surged through me.I grabbed the last of my clothes and shoved them into the bag, fingers fumbling with the zipper. “I have to leave,” I whispered to myself. “Right now. Before whoever that is finds me.”The knock on the door came. Three measured raps. I gripped the knife from the kitchenette, knuckles white. “Who is it?”“Room service,” a voice answered. Too familiar.Michael.My stomach dropped. How had he found me so quickly? I backed away from the door, eyes darting around the small room for another exit. The bathroom window was too narrow. The fear was a living weight in my chest, makin
Velvet ObsessionAmarissa¥I sat on the edge of the bed in Sophia’s guest room, the phone still warm in my hand long after Michael’s voice had gone silent. My fingers trembled as I set it down on the nightstand. The room felt too small, the walls closing in like they knew every secret I was trying to bury. The necklace rested against my chest, warm and heavy, like a living reminder I couldn’t ignore. I touched it again, the crimson stone smooth under my fingertips, and a fresh wave of fear twisted in my stomach.How had I let this happen? One investigation. One powerful man. And now everything was unraveling.Sophia knocked softly on the door before pushing it open. She took one look at me and her face softened with worry. “Amarissa… you’ve been in here for hours. Talk to me. What’s going on?”I tried to smile, but it felt brittle. “It’s nothing. Just work stuff. The case I’m on is getting messy. I think I need to take a little trip. Clear my head.”She sat on the bed beside me, searc
Amarissa¥I woke up with my heart already pounding, the sheets tangled around my legs like they were trying to hold me down. The guest room in Sophia’s apartment was quiet, but the silence felt heavy, watchful. I lay there for a long moment, staring at the ceiling, trying to calm my breathing. The necklace rested between my breasts, unnaturally as if it had been alive all night, absorbing my fear and giving it back to me.I sat up slowly, pressing a hand to the crimson pendant. It pulsated faintly under my palm, almost like a second heartbeat. I told myself it was just paranoia, the stress from everything that had happened. But the feeling of being watched wouldn’t leave me. Every small sound in the apartment — the hum of the fridge, the distant traffic, made my skin prickle.I dragged myself to the bathroom and turned on the shower. The hot water beat against my skin, but it didn’t wash away the memories. My hand slipped between my thighs almost on its own, fingers finding my swollen
Velvet ObsessionAmarissa¥Morning light filtered through the thin curtains of Sophia’s guest room, painting soft patterns across the bed. I lay there for a long time, staring at the ceiling, my body heavy and restless. The sheets clung to my skin, slightly damp from another night of feverish dreams. Between my thighs I was slick again, an aching emptiness that refused to fade no matter how many times I told myself it was over.I sat up slowly, swinging my legs over the side of the bed. My muscles protested, still tender in places only Ledger had touched so deeply. I pressed my thighs together and immediately regretted it as the pressure sent a sharp pulse of need straight to my clit. I hissed through my teeth and stood up, walking to the bathroom on unsteady legs.The shower was scalding. I stood under the spray for what felt like forever, scrubbing my skin with harsh strokes until it turned pink. Soap ran down my breasts, over my stomach, between my legs. My fingers lingered there l
Amarissa¥The car rolled to a smooth stop outside the Meridian Ballroom, and the driver came around to open the door. Cool night air washed over my bare shoulders as I stepped out, the long black gown whispering against my legs. Michael followed right behind me, his hand settling lightly at the small of my back. The red carpet stretched ahead, lined with photographers and the low hum of conversation from guests already making their way inside.“You look incredible,” Michael said softly, leaning in so only I could hear. His smile was warm, easy. “Ready to shake some trees tonight?”I managed a small laugh, adjusting the thin strap of my dress. “As ready as I’ll ever be. Let’s see which board members get nervous when we start asking real questions.”We walked together through the entrance, the bright lights and soft music enveloping us. The ballroom was stunning with high ceilings, glittering chandeliers, tables dressed in crisp white with silver accents. Waiters moved through the crowd
Chapter 1Kianna~The great hall of Silverthorn Keep smelled of death and scorched timber.Torches danced along the maze walls, casting long shadows over the bodies of my fallen kin. I stood among the ruins of my house in heavy iron chains that bit into my wrists, my once-white gown reduced to filt
Seducing the AlphaAzalea~I didn’t know how we ended up in his penthouse.One moment I was storming out of his office with tears on my face, the next his hand was wrapped around my wrist, pulling me into the private elevator. Neither of us spoke. The air between us felt thick enough to choke on. A
Seducing the AlphaRoman~The taste of Azalea’s pussy was still on my tongue when the door swung open.Timothy stood there like a ghost from a past I no longer gave a fuck about. His eyes widened in pure shock as he took in the scene, Azalea spread wide on my desk, skirt bunched around her waist, h
Seducing the AlphaAzalea~The memory of last night refused to leave me alone.Even as I sat at my desk the next morning, I could still feel Roman’s fingers buried deep inside me, the way his thumb had worked my clit until I shattered in the middle of his club. The way he had licked my cum off his







