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
Jaspar Fox held the fourth seat at the High Table, and was more of an enigma than anyone else I had met. He was quite literally covered in scars. They began on his face, a previous broken nose and some stitches to the cheek. All down his arms and back were scars, rumors said there were even more ben
Reclining on a leather love seat with a scotch in hand was none other than Desmond Deville. "I wondered if you'd show up." Desmond mused in that musical voice of his. Both gravely and smooth, much like the scotch he was drinking. "I find gambling enlightening. You can learn so much about a person b
I remembered the vague comments about werewolves and dominance, something the twins had told me when I first returned to town. Proving yourself through trials and tribulation, that was a huge part of belonging to a pack. I'm not sure what Zayne was trying to accomplish. Whether it was the fracture
Marcus Novak considered himself a collector, but things became difficult when your possessions were living humans with thoughts, feelings, and a will of their own. His own son had slowly begun to turn against him, though not for the same reasons most would. For reasons completely unknown to the th







