Lahat ng Kabanata ng House of Love and Moonlight: Kabanata 141 - Kabanata 150

The Last Cunt StandingCalanthe>I had gone from Rafe beating me while I was pregnant to a city full of dead women, then to a werewolf who called me his mate, and now a dragon lord wanted me in his bed. I had never done anything to these creatures. Until a few days ago, I had not even known they existed.The children were still closer to the bed, staring at me with open curiosity. “Hey,” I smiled at them.The little commander straightened his shoulders. “I’m not hey. I’m Young Lord Loki.”His confidence caught me off guard. He could not have been more than five, but he spoke like no one had ever treated him as too young to matter.A bigger smile pulled at my mouth, and I placed my palm against my chest. “Forgive my manners.”Loki lifted his chin. “Young Lord Loki forgives no one. But since you’re father’s 150th bride, I forgive you.”I was still smiling when the meaning of his words sank in.One hundred and fifty what?I stared at him, trying to make sense of it. What sort of man had

Calanthe>The Last Cunt StandingLord Lars walked out from the same entrance the council had used.He was completely naked.All I could do was stare at him, my brain fighting hard to connect what my eyes were seeing.No cloak covered him, no strip of fabric hid any part of his body, and he walked between two guards so relaxed, wearing an arrogance that showed he had never once considered if anyone wanted to see him naked.My eyes dropped instinctively between his thighs.His cock was fully erect.The sight of it made me blink, then look again despite myself. He was long, broad, and heavy, completely exposed to an arena packed with people.Did this man have any shame?“This is indeed madness,” I muttered.Even if I had agreed to marry him, which I had not and never would, what sort of wedding started with the groom displaying his dick to everyone in his kingdom?And why did it have to be that size?I should have turned my attention anywhere else, but his eyes had found mine from the mo

My Professor Is My GynecologistBella’s POVChase was waiting in front of me, his attention fixed on my face.The afternoon sun pressed against the back of my neck. Students passed in small groups, laughing and talking, oblivious to the discomfort building inside me. Daniella was already heading toward the administration building, her dark hair swinging with every step. She hadn't even glanced back.“Bella?” Chase called, bringing my attention back to him. “Please. I'm serious. Just talk to her for me. One time. Tell her I'm not a complete asshole.”I shifted from one foot to the other, my fingers tightening around my bag strap. “I don't know, Chase. She made her position pretty obvious.”“She always acts like that at first.” He gave a frustrated laugh and rubbed the back of his neck. “I've tried texting her. I've tried catching her after class. Nothing works. You're the only person she actually listens to.”I stared at a crack in the pavement because meeting his gaze made my chest ac

My Professor Is My GynecologistBella’s POVThe door closed behind him.I sat on the rim of the examination table, listening to his footsteps fade away. The room seemed smaller now that I was alone, and the paper beneath my thighs rustled whenever I moved. I stared at the closed door, trying to prepare myself for what would happen when Dr. Cole returned.I had imagined this appointment so many times, but never like this. In my dreams, I had no reason to be embarrassed. I could experience everything without having to face the man responsible for it afterward. Here, I was Bella, a twenty-four-year-old who had never been touched by a man, waiting in a doctor's examination room while the stranger from her dreams prepared to examine her.My stomach tightened at the thought.I stood and found the zipper of my dress. My fingers fumbled with it before I managed to pull it down. The cloth slipped from my shoulders, and I stepped out of it, folding it over the chair. After removing my underwear

Bella’s POVI somehow managed to stay in my seat.Dr. Cole’s voice filled the lecture hall as he went over the syllabus, the grading breakdown, and the assigned readings. Students around me took notes, pens scratching against paper while someone in the front row asked about office hours. I caught almost none of it. My heartbeat drummed in my ears, drowning out the details of a course I had been looking forward to taking until he walked through the door.I kept my gaze on the blank page of my notebook. Whenever my eyes strayed toward the front, the sight of him brought back memories I had spent days trying to bury. His composed posture, his measured voice, those green eyes that had watched me during the most intimate examination of my life, all belonged to the same man who had stopped me when I tried to kiss him. My thighs pressed together under the desk, and I gripped my pen while the memory of his gloved fingers and the almost-kiss played through my mind with humiliating ease.I wrot