LOGINSoleil Summer is a rather ordinary 17 year old School girl, a bit shy and unassuming … at least until her world is turned upside down. First she meets the very handsome Luca, the New boy in school … and she also can’t help but notice the alluring King of the vampire goths. And then of course there is the fact that on her 18th birthday a coven of witches comes to knock on her door. Soleil is a witch, fated to kill the werewolves, what she doesn’t know is that her beloved Luca is a wolf and her mate, a mate she has to kill to break the ancient curse. And in the background the dark one, an immense evil power lurks, and he has his eyes on Soleil. This is a full series of 3 books in one … each New book starts with a chapter marked 1. Warning: Every chapter starting with *The vampire* may contain violent murders and kinky sex
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“I need you to come.” I am on the edge of an insane orgasm staring at Mr Williams fingers. He is finger fucking me as I hold on to my dear life. I'm begging him to fuck me harder and watch my wetness slip down his arm. I need something bigger. I need his- “Emma!” I jerk in my seat, startled. Mr Williams' deep voice pushes me out of my dirty imagination. Dammit. “Yes sir,” I respond, blinking hard. I've been completely lost in my head for the past minute. What the hell is wrong with me? “I said come with me,” he repeats those same words that drifted me to one of my many imaginations with him. This was certainly not the first. And trust me won't be last time I imagine my boss and step father fuck me. I scramble to my feet, feeling my cheeks turn red. Mr Williams' grey eyes are on me. His long fingers wrapped around the door knob. The thought of them wrapped around my neck cross my mind. Stop it Emma. “I'm sorry,” I mumble as I grab the last file. I catch the glimpse of other employees gazing at me as I arrange the files on my side of the conference table. It’s already bad enough that everyone knows me as his stepdaughter. I wonder what they might think of me if they ever found out how much I fantasize about fucking him. Yes. My name is Emma Collins and I have dreams of my step father's cock buried inside me. His girth and length fucking the senses out of me. Knox Williams is my mother's new play thing. Hot with a sexy tattooed body I only get to see at home. I can't lie that I'm not jealous of my mother's choice. Or how she's the one that gets to fuck him while I'm haunted by her loud moans at night. But I know it won't last long. None of my mother's many marriages do before she finds a new richer guy to fuck and seduce to become his wife. My mother also never misses the opportunity to remind me I was a mistake from her first. I never got to meet my father and I want to keep it that way. She tells me my face reminds her of him, which isn't even my fault. But who cares? She already sees me as nothing more than a mistake she resents. And I plan to give her more reasons to hate me when I finally fuck her husband. I got the perfect chance when he offered me an internship position at his marketing firm and wasted no time to accept it even though my mother was against it. Fuck her. But to be fair, I didn't have much of a choice when all I had gotten several rejections from the other firms I had applied to. Mr Williams was my savior and might just be my ruin. He has a body of a Greek god and a face any woman would be on her knees for. I secretly hate that my mom saw him first. Those full lips and eyes are my worst distractions. I could barely concentrate throughout the meeting. Or even now when he turns to look at me. I'm already a wet mess down there. He opens the door and steps out first, holding it back for me. His gaze on me leaves a shiver skittering over my skin. It's electric. And hot. I adjust my skirt as I try to match his step. The throbbing sensation between my thighs is killing me. I can't help but think what he'll do to me when my thoughts of him do this much. “Are you coming?” I want him. And I'm going to make Knox Williams mine.*Soleil* "Oh! I never thought we would get away from Scotland”. I kick off my shoes and throw the backpack on the floor. "It was getting cramped up there”. "We're getting ok at it actually”. Luca closes the door to the small apartment and slams the lock. "We handed out some serious ass kicking” I huff. "Yes, we could win every time if you did not try to decide it all”. "You can just accept that I'm always right”. He grins. "I do when you realize that it's not about being right, but about what works !" I star defiantly up at him, but surrender as he pulls me into him. "I'm just happy you came back”. He bends down and kisses me. "So am I". The butterflies flutter joyfully inside me, and I pull him down in a deeper kiss. I twist my fingers into his tousled mocha brown hair and indulge in the feel of his lips and exploratory tongue. “Well, what do you say ? English or history ?” He withdraws and deftly avoids my aggrieved gaze. "Seriously ? You want us to read our hom
*Narrator* “Magnificent !” The lord of the wind's eyes shone with obvious joy. “I could not have done thatbetter myself”. "You were entrusted to bestow on this man your strength, and now this !" The lady of the earth thrust her arm out against a settlement, engulfed in flames. "We were just letting out a little smoke". The lord of the fire grumbled. "We just happened to realise that If humans do not gather as a people, then they will never overcome the brood and not at all the queen”. “It might very well be right. But this is not the solution”. She sighed heavily. “They were meant to live happily, not to be subjected to more tyranny”. A small lake began to trickle up from the ground beneath them and manifested itself in a figure like the other three. "It's over”. The lady of the water said. “There is no hope anymore. Tonight they will gather, and your kinship will be wiped out”. "Oh, I can not get air". The lord of the wind sobbed with laughter. "Very funny !" Snarled the fir
*Tjalfe* The villagers have never seen Hrazgouls so close before. Only a few, fleeting glimpses have been had. They always come after the Bakorshas have finished emptying their prey of blood, to eat the remains. In the morning, when the residents venture out into the daylight, there are only pieces of clothing, shattered bones and stinking piles of entrails left in rust-red stains on the ground. When one of them has tried to escape over the mountains, the remaining ones do not even get to see the Bakorshaer’s servants before the death cry of the fugitive resounds across the valley. Now they come in between the houses. One being more abominable than the next. Giant beasts with luminous, yellow eyes, whose long gaps flashes with large serrated rows of teeth. Their upright bodies were covered with dense coarse fur, while the broad shoulders and long, bulging arms end up in a paw-like hand so large that it could effortlessly crush the skull of a man. In between them comes smaller cre
*Tjalfe* Although darkness reigns behind the houses, it is easy to find the victim. The child’s screams drive Saren forward, and the fire blazes furiously in his hand. He finds the child just as life leaves the body. Like a breastfeeding infant it lays the arms of a Bakorsha, whose teeth sit deeply buried in the child’s thighs. With an insane scream, Saren sends a long beam of fire towards the monster. The heat is so high that it instantly sets both the Bakorsha and the child corpse on fire. When the last rays leave Sarens hand, both fall on the ground, charred and annihilated. The embers reveal the next victim and her assailants. It is the child's mother who lays helplessly on the firewood block while one of the dark ones brutally mates her and rips her flesh to blood with its dirty nails. Three others are biting into her arms and neck, where they greedily empties her of blood. Saren raises his hands to obliterate the creeps and free the woman from her afflictions, but nothing h
*Soleil* "So what do you think of the Grotto ?" Davina asks, as we are sitting on her bed, clearing off our makeup. "You were really brave, talking to people and you seemed to have fun". "It was kind of crazy and I think I got a bit drunk at some point". I answer. "Nah it wasn't bad, I kept an ey
*Soleil*When we get into town my stomach is doing flip flops. What am I doing here ? I can't go around like this in public, what would my mother think, seeing me like this ? I grab Davina's arm. "I am not going to survive you know".
*Soleil*"Oh Seriously Davina". I complain when I look at myself in the mirror. "You can't be serious".It is the day I have dreaded all week and we are getting ready in Davina's room. I look down on myself. She has put m
*Soleil* I walk down the pathway running along the football fields. On the other side of the path is the Church stonewall. And I notice how everything is luscious green and ready to bloom. Wild daisies make a beautiful contrast to the grey stones and it is like everything gives off a soft humming
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