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A CRUSH ON MY BEST FRIEND'S DAD

~HOLLY~My phone buzzes, I lazily stretch my hand to pick up the phone from where it's laying on my bed. It's a message notification from Troy, my boyfriend. I open the message and instantly, my stomach sink.“Hey. I think we should break up. Things are not working between us, and I can't force it anymore. I hope you understand. And I'm sorry for breaking up with you four days before Christmas. I know how you're looking forward to spending the Christmas with me. I'm sorry about that.”I stare at the screen for a solid ten seconds before letting out a soft, humorless laugh. Figures.I had seen it coming. Not because I was psychic, but because deep down, I had known he was never going to be the one, and I hadn't given my best in the relationship. It's only a matter of time before he got tired of me.He was easy, familiar, and available—but he lacked the spark that made my heart race every time my best friend’s dad walked into a room.Sliding onto the edge of my be

MY FORBIDDEN LETTER

~HOLLY~A soft chill dance through the air as Ella and I stroll down the street. It's the season of Christmas and so, the street is filled with Christmas decorations.Jingle bells chime from every corner—shop doors jingles open, children shake them playfully, and a distant choir let theirs ring like tiny stars. Christmas trees line the streets and windows, their twinkling lights blinking in warm, colorful rhythms. Snowflakes drift lazily from the sky, settling on rooftops and garlands, wrapping everything in a gentle, magical hush. It feels like the world itself is breathing in joy, except me. I feel no joy at all.“Christmas season is the best,” Ella says, squeezing my arm. “Look, Holly.” She points to a massive inflatable snowman in front of a mall. “That's amazing. And look at the little boy over there. Awww, oh my God…he is so cute.”I don't want to look at the bloody snowman and I really don't want to look at the sweet boy grinning up at it with his

WHAT DID YOU WISH FOR HOLLY?

~DAMIEN~Few minutes after Holly and Ella decided to go on a stroll, I decided to go on a stroll too to clear my head of the thoughts of Holly.Seeing her after a while unsettled me. She's one girl I have always desired, but can't have.Why? Because she's way younger. I'm a single father with two kids. And she's my son's best friend.I can't have anything to do with my son's best friend. It's not right. She should be like a daughter to me. Besides, I don't want to ruin their friendship.How will my son feel if I eventually fuck his best friend and he finds out?? Not when I know that my son has feelings for her.Yes, Holly might not know it…but Gabriel is in love with her.So….no. I can't betray my son that way even though my wolf wants Holly so bad, but I don't want to ruin the relationship with my son. I have no choice than to fight it.But the thoughts of her, the thoughts of having her wrapped in my arms and kissing her senseless, the thoughts of feeling

A KISS I NEVER EXPECTED

~HOLLY~“What did you wish for, Holly?” Damien asks.My knees shake. My lips tremble.And I whisper the truth…“You.”Something changes in his eyes. Something dark.Something starving.He moves before I can breathe….one hand sliding behind my waist, pulling me against his body, the other cupping my jaw. Our chest brushes, and it's electric.“Holly…” he growls softly, “you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to hear you say that.”I exhale a broken, needy sound.And then……He lowers his forehead to mine, his lips brushing the edge of my mouth.Not a kiss. Not yet. Just the warm, burning promise of one.“Tell me to stop,” he whispers.I don’t.I can’t.Instead, my fingers clutch his coat, pulling him closer, silently begging for what I’ve dreamed of every night.He groans….low, deep, barely contained.Snow falls. Christmas lights glow. And Damien finally gives in to the desire we’ve both been drowning in.His lips crash onto mine.Hungry. Hard. Starved. Possessiv

THE RED ENVELOPE

~DAMIEN~The cold air hits my lungs like ice as I walk back into the mall, forcing deep breaths, forcing distance, forcing control I barely have leftHolly’s scent still clings to me….warm sugar and winter vanilla, and every step feels like I’m dragging myself through quicksanI shouldn’t have kissed heMoon goddess, I shouldn’t have touched heBut I can still taste her on my lipI shake my head hard, trying to pull my mind back to where it needs to bEllI need to find EllaI weave through the Christmas crowd….kids laughing, parents calling, carol music echoing, and I’m barely holding myself together when suddenl“Dad?I turElla stands near the center fountain, holding two bags, her hair pulled into a messy bun and her expression frozen in surprisHer gaze locks on me, eyebrows shooting u“Dad, what are you doing here? I thought you were at home.” She walks toward me, confusion written all over her face. “Why did you come outI swallow, trying to keep my voic

GETTING FINGERED BEHIND THE TREE

~HOLLY~“I want you to touch me,” I whisper. “To kiss me. To take me the way I imagine at night. I want every forbidden thing…..”And that’s all it takes.He crashes his mouth onto mine. Hot, deep and devouring.His tongue slides against mine, tasting me, claiming me, his beard brushing my skin in the most intoxicating way.His hands roam—down my back, over my waist,pulling me against the hard, unmistakable evidence of how badly I’ve affected him.I moan softly into his mouth.He growls in response……a low, primal sound that sends heat spiraling through my core.“Damien…” I whisper helplessly.He lifts my thigh, sliding his hand beneath the hem of my baggy jeans, his fingers warm against my bare skin, squeezing, guiding me closer.“You wrote that you wanted my hands on you.”His voice is raw with desire. “Is this what you meant?”“Yes,” I breathe.His thumb strokes the inside of my thigh….slow, teasing, dangerously close to where I ache for him most.He kisses

COLD AS ICE

~DAMIEN~My wolf is losing control. I am losing control. My dick is so hard that I don't mind fucking her right here and right now.Fuck! How does she do it?? How does she make me lose control of myself like this??I am not one to always lose control. I'm always controlled, disciplined, but with Holly it's a different thing entirely.I should stop. Somewhere, buried beneath the heat and the pulse and the scent of her arousal, I know that.But goddess… I enjoy it.I enjoy every second of it.Her taste on my tongue. Her moans in my mouth.The way her body trembles when my fingers are deep inside her, tight and warm around me, squeezing like she never wants to let go.She wants me. Fuck! She really wants me.Not boys her age.But me!!! She wants me, who is old enough to be her father!And the selfish, animal part of me revels in it.She clings to me like she belongs here….under my hands, against my body, pressed into the shadows of the Christmas tree like she’s m

MY BEST FRIEND, GABRIEL

~DAMIEN~The moment we step inside the house, the warmth hits me, but nothing melts the ice I’ve wrapped around myself.I can’t look at her. If I do, I’ll break again.I throw my coat onto the hanger too hard, jaw tight, fingers still stained with her scent. I scrub my hand down my face, but it does nothing. Her moans, her heat, her trembling body…..they are branded into me.I feel her behind me. Silent. Small.I hear her breath…..shaky, uneven….the way someone breathes right after they’ve been hurt.It hits me like a punch.I did that. I hurt her.And yet… if I turn around… one look at her and I’ll drag her back into my arms.So instead, I keep my back to her.“Go to your room,” I say, voice flat, controlled, even though my heart feels like it’s ripping out of my chest. “It’s late.”There’s a pause. A soft inhale.Then footsteps.Slow… hesitant… walking away.I squeeze my eyes shut and lean on the edge of the wall, exhaling shakily.Fuck.What have I done?My

I CAN'T STAY WITH HIM

~DAMIEN~Dinner is torture. It is a battlefield disguised as a table set for four.And even though Ella chats softly about the Christmas decorations she wants to put up while Gabriel jokes about something he saw on TV…..even though the warm lights glow and the food smells good, I am still very uncomfortable.Because of her. Holly!She sits across the table, small and quiet, too quiet, her eyes lifting to me only once….and I look away so fast it’s almost violent.I keep my face blank, jaw stiff, every muscle locked in place.My fork scrapes the plate in slow, measured movements.She barely eats. Barely moves. Barely breathes.And every second of her silence feels like another punch to my ribs. I can feel her silence like a weight pressing on my lungs.Gabriel stares at her with growing concern. Ella keeps glancing between the two of us, her brows pinched.I keep my expression cold. Blank. Controlled.If I look at her too long, everything inside me will spill

A GETAWAY CHRISTMAS

~HOLLY~Gabriel knocks once before barging into my room…..his usual.He stops when he sees my backpack zippered and ready.“Whoa—what are you doing?” he asks, eyebrows shooting up. “Why are you packing?”“I’m leaving,” I whisper, avoiding his eyes.His whole face drops. “Leaving? Now? Holly, it’s three days before Christmas,” he tells me.“I know.”“Then why the hell are you suddenly leaving?” he demands, stepping closer.I fidget with the strap of my bag, my stomach twisting.“I… just need to be home. My ceiling is fixed now, so… I can go back.”He frowns. “But why now? Spend Christmas with us. You literally have no one to spend it with over there. Just stay. Please.”My throat tightens.I wish I could tell him.Tell him his father kissed me. Touched me. Froze me out. Broke me.But I can’t.“I just want to go,” I say softly. “That’s all.”Gabriel searches my face, confused, frustrated, worried.“There is something you're hiding from me, Holly —And no, this isn'

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