The world around them vanished into nothingness yet it made more sense with her melting into his grip. She had forgotten how something stupid could feel so right. From the moment she woke up to his fingers in her hair, she knew there was a shift. Wildlings, soul harvesters, redheads, nightmares and daunting secrets were the last of her worries when he ripped his clothes off in front of her. Then she had spied on him from the window as he hunted down that poor deer. There was something outrageously sexy about the way he had walked in, covered in dirt and blood. He screamed of dominance and desire. Just for a moment she wanted to forget the reality of both their worlds. The pain, strife and disaster coming for it. The feeling of doom she felt lately was constant with each aching hour. She wanted no more of it. Only him. She didn’t have to love or trust a man to demand pleasure from him. And oh, how he delivered, she moaned mindlessly into his exquisite mouth.His grip around her neck m

Six years ago, The nasty taste of alcohol hit Zipporah’s virgin tongue aggressively. She gave into the brutal taste it brought as the cheers for her to take another gulp filled the basement. The lightening was terrible as was the snack laid out. It was her eighteenth birthday and her invite to the exclusive party was owed to her being friends with the school, most loved, president, Collins. It was a party everyone wanted to go to, the more exclusive it got each year the greater the desperation. Her social life in school was in between non existent and satisfactory. You wouldn’t know who she was when she passed the packed hallway with her knitted school bag from her grandma but you would recognize her the moment she walked into class. It was a perfect status on the social ladder as she wasn’t bullied by the tops and hardly associated with the lows. She was just packing up her grades, obeying the rules and making sure to get home to her lenient but highly protective parents. Her being

I sat on the dirty sidewalk as I watched passersby in the busy traffic of Stafford Town. I looked at my maroon t-shirt and faded blue jeans in horror. I was never like this. In fact, because of my rather tall height, face structure with the nature of my job, I wasn't permitted to dress down.And as a model who was renowned for my exotic features, I've got deep blue eyes against Arabian features, dark tanned skin, high cheekbones, pink full lips and a lush raven hair to blend with. I was the result of a rich tycoon and an Arab princess and I was so proud of it. To anyone who had worked with me, one thing was clear to them; no one could outsmart me. And despite my privileged background, I was clever with figures and money. And in the fashion industry, a saying that rang true was that, "Elise can never be played".Today, I was really angry and disappointed with my family. No one knew that the Hatherleigh family were actually mystic creatures. And at twenty six years of age, I've been li

Very far away from my thoughts, I was surprised as my mind began to play a fast one on me. The tall, lean and dangerously looking young man with a smooth shaven face, transported me into another word. A world of fantasies.My eyes widened in amazement as my gaze walked around his body. The thick blond mane he had was bound in a neat low ponytail. His broad chest was well defined and muscular. Thomas glared at me as I gasped, then I recovered myself back again. “Master, this is Elise Hatherleigh, daughter of Lewis and Kai Hatherleigh.” Said Thomas, and the man motioned for him to leave. I felt the hair on my neck rise, leaping my heart into my throat at the mention of 'master'. "He's the Overlord..?" I muttered, almost completely voiceless. This man looked like danger personified with his quiet and brooding looks. I noticed he had a scar on his right ear and one of the nails of his fingers was missing as I drooled over him.Suddenly the dimmed light brightened and I could not ho

As we both waited for the answer that would change our lives forever, my phone rang and I quickly shoved my hand into my mini bag, brought out my phone, and immediately took the call. It was the alpha of my pack. He was probably making an enquiring call as touching the meeting and whether I was making it out alive at least.“Elise what is going on at the moment? You have spent more than a quarter of a day there. What does he want in return for the stone?” Alpha David asked, and I sighed. Then I looked at the Alpha Carl in front of me and groaned. “It is a marriage proposal, right? We have imagined something like this would happen, and you just have to make the right decision especially as the guardian of the pack. You have a right to choose whichever way you want this to turn out for us all.” David said, soberly.I knew my alpha was gifted enough to know what was going on, that was one of his powers. “Alpha David, I believe that the right decision is to actually marry him. I have n