FAZER LOGINThird Person POVIt had been the easiest wedding Nan had ever planned.She knew that she might have been stressed under any other circumstances. Nan had survived much worse than planning her own wedding. So this did not phase her.Scarlett and her sister had been a huge help in that regard.Nan was
He pulled out all the way and then slammed back in. Again and again. It was fast and brutal.I loved every second of it. This is what I had been craving. Lionel at his wildest and utterly crazed for me.At one point he turned me onto all fours. This new ankle only brought him deeper. Making me clenc
Nan’s POVIt should have been awkward.We were on a deserted island. The heavy weight of history of this place resting over us like a dark cloud. Exposed to the elements.It should not have been as arousing as it was.There was something about this that excited me. We were out in the open. Anyone co
I felt sick to my stomach. Everything I had uncovered had hinted at some dark origins. I could not have imagined anything like this.I could imagine it in my mind’s eye. The betrayal from the people they had led. Blood and shackles their new fate.“Only one clan remembered its original purpose. Only
Nan’s POVThis was the moment I had been waiting for.Mr. Holder had allowed us to go home and rest for a while. Correctly guessing that Lionel and I needed time to rest after that ordeal. Neither of us wanted to be far from each other that night.Mr. Holder had requested for us to meet with him at
I let the bond wash over me. Lionel pushes his emotions through. His fear, his worry, his love.I send back my own terrible fear and pain. He takes it into himself. Almost cupping it like he would a wound.There are no true words in the bond. Not really. But if there were…‘Remember…fight…remember w
Nan’s POVIt was a melody in my head.“You are the woman I love…The one I intend of spending the rest of my life with…”The words were live wires between us. Connecting his words to my entirety. Every second pulsing with electric tension.His emotions rang true with each syllable. The sincerity burn
Third Person POVKatya was annoyed.Everything had been going so well. She predicted that she could have broken Lionel’s relationship up within a few more weeks. She would have even taken back her rightful place by the girls’ 7(th) birthday in a month or two.Those little brats through everything of
“Stop it.” Vera pleaded.“I would love too.” Katya replied sweetly. “It brings me no pleasure to hurt a child.”“Then don’t.” Vera choked out as Patti seemed like she was about to start bleeding, “That depends on you.” Katya laid out. Voice as gentle and lilting as ever.A stomach-turning ice settl
Third Person POVIt was almost boring.Had had Lionel gone soft after her ‘death’? Maybe fatherhood had addled his keen brain. The result was the same regardless.Katya was winning.All she had to do was throw scarps of attention and the children’s affection was hers. The weak pup was more resistant







