LOGINDear Readers and Beloved Co-Writers, I am thrilled to share some exciting news with all of you. Liam and Josephine are embarking on their own unique adventure, and their story is becoming so enthralling that it deserves its own book. Considering the depth and breadth of this tale, I've received wi
"I... I’m clueless," I stammered as he trailed kisses along my neck, each touch igniting a wild sensation within me. "Same here," he managed between breaths, his hand gradually tracing up my thigh. His confession reassured me, and at that moment, I embraced the idea of exploration and discovery wit
"I was scared, partly because of Sophia's presence. She seemed perfect, so normal, and I…" I stumbled over my words, the memory stoking an odd ache within me. The pain from that day was stubborn, refusing to fade. "I felt like I couldn't measure up, Li. But my sister insisted that I should give it
"Since we can't venture out alone, I convinced Mrs. Mirabel to join us," he explained, and a surge of excitement led me to embrace him tightly. His consideration touched me deeply. I had yearned to return to the park ever since that day. Even though the stream wasn't quite the same as the lake, it
~Josephine~ A rush of excitement coursed through me, and a smile tugged at Liam's lips as he stood by the doorway. Since there was nothing to grab in my room, I slipped on my slippers and made my way outside. "Did your father get in touch?" Liam inquired as we descended the staircase, and I nodded
"I have to hope that we are fated to be together or that we possess the strength to do what his parents did: defy expectations and reject what fate has in store for us," I mused aloud, causing Charlotte's expression to take on a tinge of concern."Let us not worry about things that are yet to come a
I did not need it, but I appreciated it. Tamia must have been important to him; too bad he was too weak to keep her. Based on the letters, he had lost her long before I took her from him. I now realised why she gave herself up. She did not want to be his luna anymore. The situation must have been
~Tamia~ Sylvester looked handsome, laughing, and I wanted to tell him to laugh more, but it wasn't in my place. "Of course I know you can ride, Green-eyes. I meant the horse." He said, and I smiled at him. "Not an expert, but I can survive," I confessed, and he smiled. I wore the necessary gear
"What about you? Anyone special from your past or was it always orgies all through?" I teased him, and he laughed. He plucked a grape and gently placed it in my mouth; I made sure to suck his finger sensually, and he slowly pulled away; his eyes turned black, meaning his wolf liked it. "You are a
"Still, you had no right to go after her now. The Wolf Lord is mad," I said, and he growled. "I did not care," he said, and I growled back. "I care. I fucking care, damn it. People died last time; how many more are we willing to sacrifice? Let it go. I am sure she is fine. The man is treating them







