LOGINDean and Sebastian came first. Where Dean was feral like Kade, Sebastian was smooth and charming. Sierra had been planned, though I was terrified I might have another set of twins. She held a bit of the wildness Kade had, but not as much as Willow. Our youngest had always kept to herself, and it had
The humid summer air, with it’s traces of fresh water and wildflowers, had always been my favorite. It was especially fragrant here, in the field of golden grass I often visited. Even as I sat on the thick quilt I had brought along, I longed for the feel of the grass beneath my feet. Rummaging thro
Things were finally settling down, smoothing out into an era of peace that I hoped would last at least a few decades. The party was held at the park in town, so that any and every one could come celebrate. Multiple grills were erected, stereos blasting music into the crowd. Families laughed, childr
“There she goes.” Zayne nodded to himself, a smirk on his face as he watched Tori’s jaw drop. “No—fucking—way!” She shrieked off-key, making her mate’s smirk turn into a full-blown grin. She pulled me in for a cinnamon scented hug, squealing and jumping as a slew of emotions burst within her like
“It doesn’t matter who’s technically the father, you know that right?” Alec broke the silence, his soft voice startling me from the clutches of sleep. “If she wants a DNA test, I’ll agree to it, but it wouldn’t change anything for me.” “Mom and dad used to joke that we were the same soul, split int
Three Years Later My back arched and eyes rolled back as molten pleasure coiled between my legs, increasing with every desperate stroke of Kade’s tongue. My hands were tangled in his hair, tugging him closer while also pushing him away. His snarls vibrated against my slick folds, coaxing unfathomab
Garrett stepped into the room, followed by Julian. Garrett seemed to blend in with these people. He was always impeccably dressed, and carried that same snooty air about him. While I didn't completely despise Garrett anymore, we were a long way away from becoming friends. "Mind if--" "Let's just g
"Having a great destiny is not something one wishes for. They are difficult, painful, and often messy. And rarely do they end the way we hope." Isaiah told me, his voice firm and resolute. He was not the type of man to run from his problems, but the type to embrace the pain and charge forward. "Ther
"Marcus has been head of the High Table for eight years. Those first two, he had occupied the third seat." Isaiah chimed in, crossing one leg over his lap as he reclined on the couch. "So, he jumped from third place, to the head." I noted, unable to ignore the fishy feeling I got. "How'd he manages
"What many of us feel--it goes beyond hate. Once hate festers and grows, it becomes a disease that traps you." Isaiah growled under his breath. I could feel the last of his resistance chip away as he saw the same light burning in my eyes that also burned in his. "The High Table was once just. It was







