Se connecterJust to be on the safer side, Caroline peeks her head out; when she doesn't see the lycan king's jeep out, she makes her way toward the red Mercedes-Benz E-Class that seems to dominate the area.She bends over, takes out the red lipstick, and applies it to her lips. A smile spreads across her face as she admires how perfectly red fits and completes her look.Just then, a voice asks her in her head.âWhat would you do if Trevor was watching you from inside the car?â Caroline's smile broadens at that, then she replies inwardly.âI would give him my most adorable pout and put all my seductive skills in action.âCaroline pouts playfully, grinning as she leans in to place a kiss on the window, when she feels herself get yanked away.Everything had happened so fast; the next thing she felt was her lips getting assaulted by another that sucked on her lips with an insatiable hunger.Feeling lightheaded from the abruptness, her hands instinctively wrap around the person's neck, just as she hea
Author:~~~âOh, goodness, pumpkin. You look like a zombie,â Mrs. Jones remarks the moment she opens the door to Caroline's room and finds her pacing back and forth, with both her babies cradled in her arms, their eyes wide open as they look at their mummy's face.There were dark circles under Caroline's drowsy and bloodshot eyes; it's clear she didn't get a wink of sleep.âMotherâŚâ Caroline sobs like a baby whose mother had come to her rescue the moment she notices Mrs. Jones.She was so exhausted she didn't hear her come in.Aida steps in behind Mrs. Jones, with a pitiful expression on her face.âMy best friend didn't sleepâŚâ Aida questions, and Caroline nods as they each take a child from her.The moment the babies are safely out of Caroline's arms, she races towards the bed to sleep, even if for a minute, to relax her aching body.She could barely keep her eyes open, and the soles of her feet burned from standing and walking for a long time.Aida and Mrs. Jones exchange worried gl
I keep sprinting through the woods to rid my blood of the drug's toxins while thinking about how I'm no longer a complete man.Even with the drug coursing through my veins, I still couldn't get my cock up, despite feeling its effects on my body.~I have no idea how long I've been running, but I can feel that most of the toxins have been expelled.I return to my mansion.As I step out of the forest and onto the lawn, my gaze is drawn to a window where the light is still on, an indication the person inside that room is still awake.What I didn't anticipate is catching a glimpse of a naked woman, her flawless pale skin, full breasts, slender waist, and curvy hipsâshe is⌠PERFECTION.Then, I feel it, my dick; it is raging hard, like a rock.I stand there stunned by the discovery. All it took was seeing her nakedness to trigger such a powerful boner.My hand instinctively moved to wrap around my hard-on, and fuck, I could really use a release with her beneath me.She bends over, slipping
King Darius: ~~~ I sit on the large sofa before the hearth, my gaze fixed on the dancing flames as I enjoy the solitude inside the abandoned castle I purchased six months ago. I wanted somewhere close to the town hall whenever I visited. I noticed the marvelous renovations that had been completed upon my arrival last night, just as I had requested. The place finally feels welcoming, especially compared to the haunted shell I found when I first discovered it. No one wanted the property because of its view of the graveyard. But that was precisely why I chose it. A place far from the noise and bustle of town. I extinguish the cigarette in my hand when soft footsteps approach. âMy king,â Stella says hesitantly, breaking the silence. I grunt in acknowledgment. âMy husband called earlier. He sent a nursing mother here because she couldn't find accommodations for herself and her family.â âWhy would he do that?â I ask coldly, displeased that her husband took it upon himself to send
~~~After about a seven-minute drive, we finally arrived at the inn the old man had mentioned.Located outside town, the place had an eerie, unsettling atmosphere. The thick mist surrounding the area made it look like the perfect setting for a Halloween party.But I don't give a damn. At this point, I could sleep anywhere.Even in a cemetery.Which, judging by the creepy surroundings, is exactly what this place is.As our car approached the imposing metal gates, which looked like something straight out of a graveyard, I took in the two ferocious-looking lycans perched on either side and the words âEternal Blazeâ engraved between them. Suddenly, headlights pierced through the mist, momentarily blinding us.The gates swung open, and a black Jeep emerged.I watched it approach, and my heart began pounding wildly in my chest. Our headlight falls upon the jeep as it nears, and I see there's only the driver.I can't understand why I'm overly interested. Perhaps I feared we were about to be
A week later. ~~~ âWhat? After two weeks of waiting, it was rejected?â I exclaim in disbelief, taking the letter from Mr. Moore's hand, disappointment washing over me. I had been so optimistic about receiving a positive response. I pull open the envelope, remove the letter, and stare at the rejection stamp. âWhy was it rejected?â I ask no one in particular after reading through it. Am I a failure? There's no doubt. What else could explain everything that keeps happening since I assumed the alpha position? The sudden rogue attacks. The loss of formidable warriors and pack members. Nothing is going well. At this rate, it won't be long before the pack begins to question my leadership. I will become a laughingstock, a joke. The alpha who led her pack into ruin in only six months. I grumble, releasing a frustrated sigh and bury my head in my hands, resting my elbows on the desk as I stare down in contemplation. Yesterday, I received news that the city wall was
Author:~~~Melinda looks at Cassian's back as he walks away; she hurriedly steps out of the car quietly and follows him, keeping low.Her heart pounds, her thoughts racing back to the moment she hugged him earlier and how he reeks of Angela, like he once reeked of her, and that could only mean one
Cassian:~~~I can't stop. I know sheâs tired, but I just canât. Sheâs too addictive, too deep under my skin.Every breath she takes, every shiver of her body, and her moans and screams pull me closer and drag me further into the chaos that she is.She is a dangerous kind of peace I could never res
Cassian kicks the door to his bedroom open with his boot. He steps inside, and for a moment, all I can do is stare. The room is enormous. Walls painted in a deep charcoal shade, furniture sleek and masculine, and the faint scent of tobacco and aged wine hanging in the air. Everything about this
The door clicks shut behind me, and I lean against it, exhaling firmly, as I let myself slide down. The walls feel saferâquiet, familiarâbut my chest still thrums like a trapped heartbeat.Brotherâs presence lingers like smoke. I swear I can still feel the heat of him beside me, the way his energy







