I gasped in pleasure as I rubbed against him. His hand cupped my breast, gently kneading them as his lips moved to my jaw. "Alpha..." I whispered shakily, my entire body so tight, I was desperate for release. "Damien." He whispered back, his lips suckling on my earlobe. "It's Damien to you." His hands had just moved up my thigh when there was a knock on the door. I froze, my eyes wide with panic as I suddenly came back to reality and realized that I was practically about to sleep with a werewolf. And just not any werewolf, but the Alpha werewolf. Cassius's enemy... My master's enemy... #1 of Broken Series FB handle - HB Temilorun IG handle - hb_temilorun
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I shouldn’t have left the house. It was a bad idea and I knew from the moment I got in the car that I should go back home but I promised Sissy that I would go out and mingle. The only problem is that right now, I was inside a very full clubhouse with people everywhere and I still felt alone and out of place. “I shouldn’t have come here.” I muttered to myself. It was useless coming outside. It won’t help me get my acts together and create the characters that my agent wanted. She said and I quote “Your characters lack emotions. You should go out and be with people, that way you will find some new emotions.” How did I ever think that would work? Things were going horribly, the people that came near me walked away when they saw how uninterested I was. Sissy didn’t just want me to go out, she wanted me to get laid too. She asked me. “When was the last time you got some.” I couldn’t remember so I just shrugged my shoulders. Honestly, this was the first time I was leaving the house this year and it was already July. I don’t like people enough to be out and about around people. I live in the worlds that I create. I live for my characters. I live for writing. For the past three years, writing has been the only thing that worked for me. A failed marriage, a failed career, almost dying from cancer and somehow making it. Yeah, I have lived it all and writing was the only thing that got me going after my life practically ended. I shook the sad thoughts off and got off the chair that I had been seated in. It was clear that being around people wasn’t going to help me so I may as well just go back home and try to reconnect with my characters again. Find that missing piece and get back to being flawless. Create characters that carry emotions like the ones I wrote about three years ago, heck even the ones I wrote a few months ago. I navigated my way through the crowd, doing my best to avoid the heavily drunk people grinding themselves together and having the fun time of their lives. As I got to the end of the room, about to make my way out of the entrance, I suddenly got pushed by someone and struggled to hold myself steady but failed. I prepared myself to fall face down inside the club but was surprised when someone caught me mid-air. The masculine smell of my savior filled my nostrils and clouded my head. I swallowed and tried to get off his arms as soon as I could stand and froze when he spoke. “Watch where you are going, beautiful.” His voice… his voice sent a shiver through my body, I almost fell back down when he spoke. His voice, hello? I could literally melt from hearing his voice. Now I didn’t want to look at his face because with a voice like that, I was certain he would look hot. “I am sorry, I wasn’t watching,” I said and bowed politely without looking his way, the music that stopped started again and the club became loud. I turned and started walking away without looking at the man who had caught me. My heart was beating fast as I walked the short distance to where I had parked my car. I was about to open my car when I felt someone running towards me. I turned and stopped dead when I saw who it was. No, I didn’t know him as I hadn’t met him before but for some reason, I knew who he was. The one who caught me a few minutes ago. “Hey, you left this behind.” That voice. It did things to me, things I rather not think about. How can hearing his voice make me react like some horny teenager. “Thank you.” I managed to say and reached for my purse that he stretched out to me. I did my best to avoid his face. He snatched his hand back when I tried to collect the purse and I was forced to look at his face. My breath caught in my throat and for a moment, I lost the ability to breathe. He was, I couldn’t describe him with words. His face was like one of those Greek god kind of gorgeous male leads I write about in my books. But he looked way better than any male lead I have ever described. I swallowed again and avoided his eyes. “Can I have it? Thank you for bringing it to me.” I said politely. “I can’t just give it up like that. I have to get something in return.” He said, I looked at him and looked away immediately, I couldn’t remember the last time a man made me feel this way. To be fair, I didn’t leave my house much, and the only men who made me feel things were the characters I wrote about. “What do you want from me?” I asked, he might be a hottie with the body of a god but he was still a stranger and I wasn’t really good at talking to strangers. “Your beautiful name and I will like it if you look at me for more than a few seconds.” He requested. Was he flirting with me or was I just out of touch? It has to be, the last time I had this kind of close contact with a man was with my doctor who declared me cancer-free. We had a little celebration together because he helped me through a hard time. Too bad we couldn’t be more because he had no interest in me or any woman for that matter. I smiled when I remembered my face when I found out he was into men. “Oh, she smiles, so pretty too.” His voice brought me back to the present. I shook my head and snatched my purse from him. “Thank you for this.” I said and opened my car, I got in and was shocked to see that he had gotten in too. “You can’t be inside my car.” I let out, now he was acting weird. I couldn’t just give him a pass just because he was good-looking.” “I just want to know your name,” He said, flashing me a flirting smile. I hated how my body reacted to his smile. I shook my head again to clear my thoughts and decided to save myself. “My name is Bethany. Now can you leave?” I requested. Bethany, Beth, Thany, Bethy.” He said my name in different ways, just hearing him say my name out loud made me hot inside. I must be going crazy, that has to be it. “You have such a beautiful name. Perfect for your beautiful face. Here I was so close to not coming today, I am glad that I did. I got to meet a damsel.” I should feel disgusted. I mean, it was what guys usually say to get women to fall all over them but for some reason, his words didn’t disgust or irritate me. It actually made me hot and made my insides tingle. Must be because I haven’t had a man give me attention for a long time now. “Okay, that’s being said, can you get out? I want to go home.” I let out. I wasn’t irritated nor was I uncomfortable even though I just met him. He had an aura around him and I could sense that I wasn’t in any danger around him but that doesn’t mean I should let my guards down. “I should, I should walk away and leave you alone but I can’t.” Now he was being straightforward, again, that should have made me come to my senses but it didn’t. It only made the heat that was already inside of me increase. I suddenly felt hot even though the weather was a little chilly. It felt like a thousand butterflies were released inside my stomach. I tried to shake it off but the more I tried, the harder it became. To make things worse for me, the reason for my present situation did not attempt to leave. He in fact reached for my hand instead of him to leave. I felt like I had been burnt where he touched and that made me snatch my hand away. “What are you doing to me?” I asked as my whole body shivered from just a small contact with him. It was too much. “You feel it too, don’t you?” He whispered in that voice that did things to me. He reached out and caressed my face. I inhaled deeply, holding my breath as his rough palms traced my face. I didn’t know when I closed my eyes. I felt him lean in. I knew he was going to kiss me and that I should stop him but I didn’t. It was as if I was frozen in time. It took forever but soon; he took my lips in a kiss that started soft and tender but soon became something else. It was as if something snapped inside of me and all the pent-up energy came bursting out. Before I knew what was going on, I was already straddling him. His arms were around my waist and fondling my ass as we made out in an uncomfortable position inside my car. If my legs hadn’t started to cramp, I might not have gotten back my sense. Heck, even after I pulled away, I still wasn’t back to my senses because if I had, I wouldn’t have said the next thing I said to him. “Want to go home with me? My house isn’t far from here.” I whispered even though I knew just how much of a bad idea it was to invite a stranger who I met a few minutes ago to the house where I stayed alone. I didn’t have time to take my words back because he pulled me in for another intense kissing session that cleared all the doubts that formed in my mind. For tonight, my senses were far gone and all I had left was my raging horniness. “Only if you let me drive.” He said when he pulled away from the kiss. At this point, I was far too gone to even think straight, he could have asked for my banknote and passcode to my cards and I would have given them to him willingly. I don’t know how he did it but he moved to the driver seat and dropped me off in the passenger seat. He helped me with the seatbelt which I was grateful for because I still couldn’t function properly after the intense kiss we just shared. I managed to show him the directions to my apartment and immediately the door closed behind us, we were on each other. Our clothes came off and soon, we were on each other like old-time lovers. I could easily say that it was the best night of my life. We had sex more than four times the whole night and each time, it felt like it was the first time. I finally fell asleep at about four am in the morning with his arms wrapped around me but when I opened my eyes later, I was alone in the room. I looked around to see if he left a note or anything behind but I found nothing. I then realized that I didn’t know anything about this guy. Not even his name.Dear wonderful readers, I cannot thank you enough for taking the time to read my book! Your support and enthusiasm mean the world to me. Without you, book one could not have been the success that it is. I am grateful to have such amazing, dedicated readers like you. It thrills me to announce that there will be a book two! I am so excited to continue this journey with you and bring you more of the characters you have grown to love (and certainly some new ones too!). I promise to keep you on the edge of your seat with even more twists and turns. Again, thank you for all that you do. I appreciate every kind word, review, and recommendation. You are the reason I write, and I cannot wait to share more of my stories with you. With love and gratitude, H.B Temilorun
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Amelia's POVI did not think that I would be able to pull this off but looking at the table now, I was proud of what I was able to achieve. The dining hall was large enough to take over fifty people and with the chairs that we added, it was large enough to take almost everybody interested in enjoying this banquet.I had learned that Damien's mother as Luna used to organize something like this and I could see how it was going to help to foster togetherness.Damien had been skeptical about allowing me to do it, quickly reminding me that I was pregnant and that I did not need to do any heavy lifting but I had made sure that it didn't matter, not when I knew that it would be something that people would remember me to, with fondness in their hearts.I felt a sense of pride when I saw everyone digging into their breakfast and having looks of approval. I turned to glance at Blair and she was wearing an equally proud smile on her face. We had done this together with the help of some maids of
Amelia’s POV“How about this one?” Elena asked, her eyes bright as she held up a black sleeveless blouse and a skirt that was probably going to stop mid-thigh, her eyes bright with excitement. “Nope,” I answered, my eyes fixed on the television as I chewed away yet another bag of chips. My appetite had returned with a vengeance after the last couple of weeks that had consisted of vomiting spells and zero appetite. Elizabeth had said that it was because I had passed the first trimester of pregnancy and was now in my second. “Okay, this one is perfect. Why don’t you wear this one?” She came to stand in front of me, holding up a short blue dress that was probably as lovely as the rest but I was not interested, the same with all of the other options that she had chosen for me. I already knew what I was going to wear from the beginning, since the moment she entered the room and told me that I was going out with her and that it was going to be in thirty minutes. “Oh come on, Amelia, so w
Damien's POVI knew that Amelia would probably roll her eyes if I said this to her but she was hands down the most beautiful woman that I had laid eyes on. Perhaps it was the mating bond speaking but it didn't matter. I was hopelessly irrevocably in love with her. She sat beside me, the first aid box on her lap, and opened her hand for me to give her my bruised knuckles. I fought the urge to tumble her on the bed and kiss her senselessly because she looked less than pleased at my injuries even though they didn't hurt and would heal on their own. "It was nothing serious," I said again. When I had told her the first time, she had raised her eyebrows at me in a scolding fashion. It would have looked really threatening if I was not a big bad werewolf that was probably two times her size and towered over most people in the pack, including her. I stifled my amusement at how adorable she was because I knew that she would not appreciate that sort of thing. "I heard you the first time, Al
Amelia's POVThe silence in the kitchen was deafening and the entire atmosphere was very tense after my statement. I was well aware that if I did not do so something to diffuse this, things were going to escalate beyond measure but I had had enough of Nikki, from her passive-aggressive behavior to hurting people like they were not human beings and looking at others from beneath her nose like she was higher than every one of them. Her momentary shock at my statement was quick to fade and she pulled her arm away from my grasp and frowned at me. "Oh and what do we have here? So you really think that just because people have accepted you that you can go around calling yourself Luna and expect people to do what you want? I rolled my eyes, almost chuckling to myself.She continued, "It seems that you have forgotten your place, have you not? You are a slave like her, perhaps that is why you feel so strongly that I am teaching her a lesson." "You bitch!" Elena roared and tried to reach he
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