登入Elowen It had to be a dream. Please tell me it’s a dream. In fact, a nightmare. Whoever said “be careful what you wish for” deserved a Nobel Prize. There was a time in my life when I wanted a sibling. You know, someone to talk to. Someone to annoy. Someone to protect me from our emotionally constipated parents. Apparently, the universe heard that prayer and said: Sure, Elowen. But let’s make him the most arrogant, insufferable, emotionally unavailable jerk you’ve ever met. And because the universe clearly enjoys chaos… Here he is, standing before me. I surely don’t recall asking for a six-foot-something menace with sinful blue eyes, an ego the size of a planet, and a talent for humiliating me in under five minutes. Nor did I ask for someone who has seen me half naked and shattered my pride in a single night. Honestly, if this was karma, I’d like to know what crime I committed. A sigh escaped my lips. I closed my eyes briefly, trying not to show my emotions. Wh
Zephyr In spite of my best intentions to avoid adhering to my mother, here I was in her fucking car on our way to meeting my “new family.” “You could at least try not to look like a fucking criminal for one day.” My mother’s voice sliced through the car like broken glass. I kept my eyes on the rain dragging itself across the tinted window beside me. Greene’s streets blurred into silver and black while cigarette smoke curled lazily from my lips. “Did you hear me?” she snapped. I took another drag. “Unfortunately.” Mirabelle Knox gripped the steering wheel tighter. Her diamond rings flashed under the streetlights. Everything about her screamed elegance. Well, everything except the way she looked at me. That part was always ugly. “You embarrass me every time you open your mouth, Zephyr.” “Then stop talking to me.” Her laughter was cold. “You think this attitude makes you tough? You’re twenty-one years old and still acting like a self-destructive asshole.” I sm
Elowen"I don't do virgins, blondie." It had been nine solid months since that night, and yet the embarrassment still lingered heavily in my chest whenever I remembered the events that occurred. “I want to hold another party, in celebration of you getting into Whitmore College!” Isa shrieked through the phone, her voice bright and obnoxiously chipper. “Isa, no. Absolutely no,” I groaned, balancing my phone between my shoulder and ear as I put on the kitchen gloves, getting ready to bring out my cookies from the oven. I hoped they wouldn’t be bland or too sugary this time. “Come on, Elowen,” she whined, dragging my name out like a kid begging for candy. “You’re officially a college student now. You’re not supposed to be this reserved. At least be wild and crazy. We only live once, you know.” “First of all,” I said, rolling my eyes as I opened the fridge, only to find it depressingly empty, “I got into Whitmore because I literally had no other choice. It’s not my dream college.
ElowenI didn’t even have the luxury to react before his hot mouth came down on mine. My eyes widened. How did things get to this point?In the next second, my back was pressed against the cold wall as his tall, muscular frame trapped me.I tried to push him away, but his grip on my neck tightened. Looking up into his face, God, I had to agree he was definitely attractive. Dark silky hair that covered his forehead, long dark lashes that looked so sexy.I shook my head, trying to get rid of his distracting features. What audacity does this asshole think he has to kiss me out of nowhere?I shoved against his chest, meaning to put some distance between us.“Stop,” I whispered, glaring at him with every ounce of irritation I could muster.The word came out weak. Far weaker than I intended.A faint smile touched his lips. “I told you you’d bear the consequences.”His lips brushed mine again, and my resolve cracked a little.I need to push him harder. I shouldn’t give in.I don’t know this
ElowenThe stupid thing was that I could still hear the annoying sound of his laughter five minutes later. In my head.I pushed through a crowd of dancing people and headed straight for the kitchen.My face was still burning. No. Burning wasn’t the right word. I was mortified. I grabbed the first cup I saw on the counter and took a large sip. Immediately, I regretted it.“What the hell?”The drink burned my throat.Isa appeared beside me, nearly spilling her own drink while laughing.“Easy there, tiger.”I coughed. “What is this?”“Looking at you baby, you really need it. You look like you’re about to pass out.” She narrowed her eyes. “Why is that?”My stomach twisted. “No reason.”“Liar.”I rolled my eyes.Isa had the annoying ability to know exactly when I was hiding something. Before she could question me further, movement across the room caught my attention.There he was. Standing near the staircase.My mysterious stranger. The guy with mysterious blue eyes. The guy I should not
There are exactly three things a girl expects to find when she accidentally opens the wrong bedroom door at a graduation party. A sleeping drunk. A couple making out. Or a bathroom. What she does not expect to find is a half-dressed stranger staring back at her after she’s interrupted his masturbation session. Unfortunately for me, that’s exactly what happened. Few minutes ago, I had gotten tired of the noises from drunk classmates and the music. I sought a quiet place to stay for a period of time, at least until the party was over. Isa, my best friend, was responsible for dragging me out of my room tonight. It wasn’t my plan to attend our graduation after-party. My plan tonight was simple. Read novels and sleep. I left the party downstairs and ventured upstairs, past drunk classmates, beer bottles, and cigarettes until I reached a dimly lit hallway. The sound of heavy breathing was the first thing I heard. I don’t know why I felt so curious to check it out. It cou







