LOGINI whimpered, but it did no good.He made good on his promise, lavishing me with his heavy touch and his tongue, tasting every inch of my entire body before stretching my legs open and taking me to paradise.There was no question that Max had been a straight-A student. Since our first night together,
Zora’s POVOn Kairos’s assigned nights in my bed, we didn’t even speak. We didn’t need to, our bodies doing the talking for us. I knew to prepare by now, removing my underwear before his arrival and choosing to wear an old t-shirt or nightgown I didn’t care if he tore, because he so often did, unabl
Zora’s POVWith Renault gone, the vampires lost all loyalty to any leader and turned against each other. Lost to chaos and fear, they were easily hunted and their existence of horror came to an end.Within a year, my mother had decided to step down, to enjoy her long-earned retirement. A coronation
Renault already knew what they would choose. Vampires, by their very natures were too violent for peace.And if they attacked at once, he wouldn’t even stop them.“We defy you, false king,” said one of the council, and the others agreed.Renault held out his arms, ready for the end. He thought of Zo
Renault’s POVRenault went into the throne room knowing that he wouldn’t be coming out of it again. His people had already been wary of him since his return, especially since he brought Zora to the palace. They didn’t trust him.With how his thinking was now, they had been right to have their doubts
Renault’s POVWhile Zora rested, I needed to return to my work. I had even more motivation now, to try to make my kingdom safer for my werewolf mate.I felt strange as I walked back to my throne room, seeing in darkened corridors and side rooms the carnage and chaos that others of my kind seemed to
I shook for only a moment before I felt fabric be draped across my skin. Then, a warm hand on my shoulder. I closed my eyes for the hundredth time that night and fell into a sleep that only seemed inevitable. When I woke up, I heard the familiar beeping that I associated with the infirmary. I shif
Thorne Thorne Blythwitch had dreamed about his mate since he was a young boy. It was hard not to when his live had been so miserable as a boy. A mother dead when he was eleven and a father who couldn’t give two shits about him. Flash forward and he was then sixteen, with no parents at all and nowh
Then next morning, I trekked across campus with my hoodie over my head. I arrived at the gym a little past seven to see Valentin standing on the middle of a sparring mat. His arms were crossed over his chest and he looked anything but pleased. “You’re late,” he bit out. “Sorry,” I shrugged my ho
I was about to leave class, blissfully unbothered and conversing with Loren when I felt a hand on my elbow. I whipped around, eyes wide and hands coming up to fight. I was shocked to see Thorne standing behind me, hands up in defense. “Gods above,” he hissed. He dropped his hands. “Are you always







