Hi!
That’s a wrap for ‘The Alpha’s Ruby Obsession’; it has been the wildest ride yet. On matters pertaining to bonuses, they will not always be guaranteed a happy ending or to give a sense of closure. Additionally, going forward, not all stories will have bonuses.
On to the main matter: I want a light book for my next project, something that doesn’t make me teary while writing and also, I want to leave the woods for the big city for a while, so I thought, why not get high blood pressure and delve into the world of greedy mother-in-laws and audacious husbands in My next book, a billionaire romance, ‘Trillionaire After Divorce’.
It should be out by January if all factors are cooperative; it will not be as tragic as this one, but it will still have some darkness...and tons of romantic angst. I’ll tell you this in advance: be ready to throw hands at audacities!
As usual, it will be 18+; whatever will I do without smut?
As always, thank you for reading, and hopefully, I will see you in my next work!
Happy holidays!
The twigs on the earth snap painfully beneath my bare feet.Three...no, five wolves are after me.The cold air whips painfully against my body, which is in no way dressed for this tragedy of my desperate run through the woods towards no definitive destination.My shift to my wolf form would take time; like most late bloomers, it still hurts having every bone in my body break and reform, so from the crashed car to where I am now, I maintain my human form.The wetness smearing between my toes as my step finds damp, decayed leaves feel gross—it didn’t rain yesterday, so only the Goddess knows what the source of the slime is. Still, I have no time to cringe; rather, the exhaustion burning through my flesh doesn’t give me the time to.The tear of my sundress sounds in the air, followed closely by the breaking of weak branches as I navigate the narrow space in the evening’s darkness.A dull throb slices through my thigh just as I make it to the other side of the thicket.“No…No!”I whisper
The wedding was beautiful, cold but beautiful. As the king and Queen of Ketria recited their vows, light snow fell in the mountains, matching the warmth of the sun perfectly.An event with less than forty people: I truly am lucky I met the queen at her somewhat lowest. This way, I can brag that we are friends, or at least close enough that I am her bridesmaid.I wonder if the friendship we have is real.I hate myself for standing in a bridesmaid’s gown filled only with envy.By this time next year, I die in the woods alone, but she has a second child with her mate, the Lycan. How can I not be jealous?Still, why can’t I remember the scent that hung in the air as I was dying?‘You should know better than anyone else the answer to that question.’Simon’s words ring in my mind.If I can find the source of the scent, I’ll have my killer and the reason for my death.At what point does Simon become my driver?The ceremony ends with my mind away. I only realise this as I watch the bride and
Adrian Muaas KnoxThe startling deep redness of her gaze was one he never anticipated. To say he hated their intensity would be an understatement: Ruby was nothing like he expected or wanted her to be.She had been in his car, in his space and around his men, so where in the hell did she get the courage to test him?“You sure you are okay?”His Beta Leon asked from across him for the third time since they had settled in the set-up tents.It was night now, but the ceremony was still in full swing—loud music, dancing and all.“Fine.”He stated briefly before lifting his favourite whisky to his lips.“So…did you meet her?”He knew who his beta was referring to, but he wasn’t in the mood to discuss her.“You think I want to waste my breath describing a Clive?”“Technically, a ‘Knox’ once you get married.”“No. She will keep her name.”He wanted to add that he didn’t need her soiling his, but those are not words an engaged man should utter about his partner.“Brr, are you going to be this
‘In a year, if I come to you, will you help me disappear?’ The question plays again in my mind. Good lord, I actually asked the queen such a question on the happiest day of her life, her wedding. Why couldn’t I keep the grief to myself? At least for a few days, at least until she returns from her honeymoon. A loud groan follows the thoughts racing through my mind. For some reason, my mind flashes to the last time we were alone. I don’t know why my fingers move to my lips. I almost kissed him, or he almost kissed me—no, I must be the one who almost kissed him; such thoughts would never cross his mind, especially not with me. My body burned during the entire car ride home, and the marks his nails formed on my back stung for days before healing—I could have healed them sooner, but his trace on me felt…good. Snap out of it, Ruby. My gaze lands on my reflection in the mirror; it only takes a second to lower my fingers from my crimson-stained lips; It feels foolish having them there
There was no honeymoon, not that I expected one; everything else seems to be at par with the events of my previous life, including that the Alpha did not come home.By the time I left the courthouse, believe it or not, a few seconds after him, he was already gone, and another car took me to his mansion, to our home—well, to his home.By assigning a separate driver, he made it clear to everyone in his mansion that he didn’t care about me enough to be the one to introduce me to his staff or give me a tour of his home; I don’t know why he pulled the same disappearing act as last time when our cheap wedding must have made his feelings clear to everyone around.It’s been three days since our wedding and three days since I last saw him, in the past he stayed away for two weeks and only returned because we needed to attend a gala together, so I guess I’m free for about a week and a half.Even now, as I walk down the hall bored out of my mind because I am not in charge of anything, as per the
Adrian Muaas KnoxHe shouldn't have left the wedding hall to head to his hometown; he was certain of that. But he needed to be away from her and that...that kiss.That damned kiss that tasted exactly like she smelled, like cold refreshing watermelons after a day in the hot summer sun. To say he wanted more would be an understatement; the more she struggled against him, the more the desire to dominate her surged wildly within him.Her body, firm yet soft in the places her curves fleshed out, felt divine in his hold, as if she were made to be in his arms.But he should never feel that way for a ‘Clive’.Never.{'The Madam and Mr Parker had an intimate lunch. She plans to spend more time with him tomorrow to learn horse riding.'}Yet, despite this understanding, one text from his butler—one simple text sent him packing and ready to head home.A married woman learning ‘horse riding’ from an unmarried man who wasn’t even a professional in that field is a clear sign of a budding affair.He
I cannot tell if the irritation on his face is due to my heat, but either way, it makes me smile—anything to displease him.Before my confidence is bolstered further by his expression, his other hand reaches the curve of my waist, I do not fight him when it lowers to the swell of my ass.He presses the swell to force my body to crash into his.His hardness presses against my stomach.I…arouse him?No, wait-Leaning closer to him, the faint scent of roses drifts to my nose.Why does he smell like Elaine?Was he with her?Did he hold her?Is that…hah! That is why he is aroused, isn’t it?Before the brewing coldness can steep low into my belly, he squeezes the flesh of my ass, causing a moan to escape me."Let's use your room. I don't want your scent remaining in mine."He whispers gruffly in my ear.How thoughtful."This also counts as one. Five more times left. Do you understand?""If you permit me to spend my heat with Parker, then-""Shut up, Ruby. There is a limit to how much you ca
TRIGGER WARNING. **ASPHYXIATION & SUICIDAL IDEATION—PLEASE SKIP THIS CHAPTER IF YOU FIND SUCH TOPICS DISTURBING Is…is he serious? "What? Wait just a moment!” My pants that were hanging on my ankles peel off as I move further into the bed in an effort to increase the distance he is currently closing with ease. “Will this count as the second time? Because if your intention is to hit all the six marks in one go, I'm sorry, but my hole can't handle any more-" "Wow…” He drawls, interrupting my words as he strokes his latexed shaft slightly. It is huge. I wish I could, but I cannot pry my eyes off it. “I wish you would say that when your fingers aren’t stroking your cl*t. Perhaps then I would believe that my fucking you is a burden.” I swallow dryly and withdraw my hand from my tingling nub yearning for friction—damn heat. “That’s not-” "To answer your question, no, Ruby. I am not hitting my marks in one go. As promised, I will let you borrow my cock for the number of times we a