I AM THE WOLF!

Madeline Hilton isn't exactly sure how far she's wandered from her home in Fresno but she knows she needs to find her way back home. After all, it is getting dark, and being lost in the thick scary dark woods isn't the best place for a mere lady like her to be.She picks her way through the brambles and bush thorns, lengthy wavy silvery blond hair flowing behind her and rustled by the wind as she tries to mentally will herself to remain calm. She absently wonders if her foster parents are worried about her absence yet or if they are still tendering to themselves and not bothering."Psssst, hey little barbie," a deep male voice sifts through the air sending her the chills.Madeline conveniently ignores the voice while stepping up her pace. Being lost in the woods and encountering a strange virile male who says 'hey little barbie' doesn't give good vibes at all."Hey! We're talking to you. Where do you think you're going?" Another harsh male voice thunders from behind.Now, Madeline ste

HER SAVIOR

Madeline stares at her savior in awe and rapture. Somehow, she feels she has known him all her life, and her body longs for him in a manner she can't explain. She feels he is troubled in his spirits and she will love nothing more than to have his head in her lap, smooth out his hair and make slow sensual love with him. Damn, how did she arrive at this point so fast by just looking into the intruder’s piercing deep amber eyes? This is quite an unusual feeling for her, she has never felt that way for any boy before. He is a tall, muscular and barrel-chested young man probably just a few years older than she is. She is currently seventeen and that leaves him at, say, maybe twenty years of age. His lustrous red hair is held back from his face with a hair band and his jawline is beautifully sculpted. He has a face a poet can write pages of love and courageous poetry about.“Hel-hello, I’m Madeline. Th-thank you," she manages to say something, her cheeks flushing deep shades of red.“Did

WON'T BE LONG

Before the incident in the woods, Madeline hardly likes going out, she prefers staying indoors and finding activities she could engage in to avoid her foster parents.She doesn't understand them at times, one moment they're loving and would want to hear about all the things she's been up to, and other times they just don't care. She didn't meet her foster parents while sneaking into the house with her bloodied dress and dirty hair the other night the rude stranger saved her though.She'd wanted to understand why she wanted to comfort and love the stranger so badly and so she had been going to take strolls around the area where she'd been attacked just to see if she'd run into him again. She did so happily and hopefully but on several occasions regretted running into him at all because he was even ruder than the previous times and twice as difficult. She recalls the conversation she just had with him earlier this evening, his insolence and harshness had nearly brought tears to her eye

ADRIAN GONZALEZ

When Madeline wakes up hours later, she's in her bed and it's nearly light out. She can see the sky through her open window. She groans softly and turns on her side, her throat is painfully parched. She would be turning 18 in less than two weeks, it is a huge milestone for her, for any teenager at all and she wants to be in top shape to celebrate it. After all, it's a legal adult age where she can do whatever she wants. Especially, leaving her foster parent's home which is quite a big deal to her.She slowly tries to get up from her bed, putting one foot down gingerly before the other. She still feels woozy and weak even though she has been resting for over 8 hours. She'd go downstairs and get a drink, coffee or orange juice, whichever she finds first.She slowly gets down from her bed, her legs finding her flip-flops as she slips them in and walks out wearily.Just as her body fully pops out of the little hallway into the sitting room, she runs into Aida who seems to have been comi

HEATED NIGHT– GET OUT OF MY SIGHT

Adrian has never seen a more beautiful girl under the moon than Madeline as she stands in that pretty black dress that sets off the silver tone of her lustrous hair. He stealthily approaches her but Madeline already knows he's the one. When he gets close to her, she waits for him to throw a scorching comment at her, preparing her mind for the onslaught. But Adrian surprises her and himself by reaching out to stroke her hair.Madeline stands still under Adrian's touch but her mind is filled with all sorts of thoughts. Didn't he say the last time that he found her irritating? What was he doing stroking her hair and gazing fondly at her like they'd had happier times together?Adrian's hand is now caressing her face, his roughened thumb grazing her soft, parted lips. Madeline reacts beautifully to his touch, leaning her body into his and inhaling his body scent.Adrian traces his fingers slowly down her neck, stopping at the base of her neck where he lightly grips it, bringing her head f

Alle Kapitel von Mated To My Hidden Nightmare: Kapitel 1 – Kapitel 5

I AM THE WOLF!

HER SAVIOR

WON'T BE LONG

ADRIAN GONZALEZ

HEATED NIGHT– GET OUT OF MY SIGHT