CJBrooklyn and I sat opposite each other, with soft, glowing candlelights dancing on her face. We went on our first date at an Italian trattoria, waiting for our food to arrive with Brooklyn chatting animatedly, her eyes sparkling with excitement.This was stupid. It was stupid and unfair to give Brooklyn the green light, knowing how much she was interested in me. She’d made it very clear that she wanted a romantic evening out and I found myself in this small, rustic trattoria, where all the tables were squeezed together around a small bar, with no room to move between them. There wasn't even enough space to get off your chair without bumping into someone sitting there, but Brooklyn assured me their food was finger-licking and that she loved Italian food so I put up with it. Her smile was bright enough to blind me as she laughed over every comment I made which gave me a damn headache. I didn't want to lead her on or give her false hopes. Brooklyn was beautiful, sophisticated, and

LenoraKillian and I headed to the basketball court for evening practice. I didn't have much to do, so when he asked me to come watch him, I couldn't say no.Ever since the steamy encounter in CJ's office, I'd begun doubting everything, especially after his confession about the kiss with Esme. Somehow, that little information made so much difference.CJ didn't like Esme and I felt a small victory over her. Killian was a great sportsman. I sipped my milkshake and watched him from the bleachers, practicing free throws and dribbling the basketball, while I had a chat with Mariselle, who couldn't stop calling and texting me after hearing about my fight with Esme, minus her my rendezvous with her dad of course. /You know, I've never liked your sister. She's such a stuck-up, entitled bitch with her boobs bigger than our heads combined and her flat, pancake ass/A maniacal laughter escaped my lips which I swallowed immediately one of the boys gave me a weird look./I've just been polite ar

CJI burst into full-hearted laughter, my heart ringing with joy at the sight of Lenora who tore off like a scared rabbit. She was two-timing that stupid boy and it caused a flush of warmth to spread through my body. I'd fantasized about the feeling of satisfaction knowing that Lenora was mine and mine alone. "Aren't you too harsh on him? Or perhaps you've jealous that he's got the girl," my subconscious mocked me. "She sleeps in his apartment and not yours. He has free access to fuck her, but you don't." "Yeah yeah, whatever," I snarled, too satisfied by Lenora's pussy juices to be bothered by my inner voice right now. Although all I did tonight was received, it gave me so much pleasure, so much that I grew hot and feverish with a fireball of pure bliss raging inside of me. It was better than the real deal. Lenora was so beautiful beyond words, and I relished in her taste, her scent, and every touch she bestowed upon me. Her taste was exquisite on my tongue, and I smiled, reme

Lenora This is messed up," Killian grumbled with an edge to his voice and lay back in bed, hands plopped behind his head and staring at the ceiling with a bleak look."I'm going to get to the root of this. Why should anyone knock on the door with such ferocity and leave without announcing themselves?" "Relax, Killian," my finger traced the vein on his left hand. "I'm sure this person is just a troublemaker who wants to get a reaction from you."He murmured under his breath, then his eyes met mine, steadying my face. "I'm sorry for this invasion from this bastard. We should probably spend the night together just in case there's a robbery attack," he suggested, and I responded with a nod."That's okay. Goodnight and try to get some sleep" I whispered and leaned forward for a quick peck on his cheek before crawling into the space beside him.This was crazy and I imagined CJ coming up and banging on the door. No one else could be behind all of this. It made me want to laugh at the sheer

I beamed in excitement. Truth be told, I wasn't surprised because, as a werewolf, I was more in tune with nature than humans, and the things they would naturally wave off or ignore meant a lot to me. I guess they could see my passion and decided to give me a chance.I received congratulations from other lecturers for securing the grant, but Santos, the cunt waffle, bared his teeth and undid his tie, as if it was choking his lungs, which wouldn't even be a bad idea."This is unfair. This man is just a new lecturer. Why is the board biased towards him?."I chuckled at how rough his voice sounded and held my shoulders back and a sigh of satisfaction for putting him in his place."My proposal is based on solid research and data. I put in the effort to make it the best it can be, unlike some people who presented half-baked research from the Internet."Santos called me incompetent and worthless, earning a scolding from my other colleagues."Be quiet, Santos," a lanky man snapped at Santos a