Aflame Penelope Douglas Novels & Stories

It was also Ayla’s turn to head up the main patrol, so she’d need as much rest as possible. “Ayla,” I called, making the sentry pause with her hand on the latch of her door. “Hello Penelope,” she said, turning around with a sincere smile and bowing her head slightly. “How are you?” I narrowed my eyes, trying to seek out any deceit in the other wolf’s calm, placid features. I wondered how she knew my name for a short moment but then resolved that anyone, Jared or Asha could have simply told her. “I’m good, thank you,” I replied. “I still get lost when looking for mugs in the kitchen, but I think I’ll be okay.”

Before I knew it he charged at me blowing me at my stomach I screamed out in pain making the gun fall He grabbed the gun swiftly laughing wickedly "You made a grave mistake Penelope" he snarled as I got up ...I stood face to face with him pointing the gun at me I lashed at him kicking him at his injuired dîck making the gun fall...he knocked down the lamp making the couch catch fire "Fire" I said lowly James caught me off guard giving me a resounding slap ...I fell on the floor holding my hurting cheeks "Time to meet your maker" the door to the room flew open revealing Max...my heart skipped a bit as I saw him...oh gawd!..he came

Poppy’s breaths came louder, more ragged. “Mother, don’t fall for it,” Penelope snapped. “She’s pretending. Trying to get out of seeing Mr. Yan. But we both know she has to do it or the family goes bankrupt.” Poppy shook her head violently. That wasn’t true. She didn’t even know what they were talking about anymore. “In... inha—ler,” she gasped. Laura’s eyes widened. “Go get her inhaler. Now!” “Ew. I’m not going in there,” Penelope recoiled. She had never been to Poppy's room and she was never going in there.

“Calm down, Penelope. We always have ways to bring them down and bring that woman.” Penelope clicked her tongue and sat on the chair. “Damn it. Are you sure that women can make me immortal? Fuck that Aaron! He managed to break free from the hypnosis and even throw Pauline into the pack of rogues! That woman's body has already been stained. I don't want it anymore.” The person smirked and looked at her in the eyes. “Are you going to throw that woman named Pauline and let her be tossed by those rogues? I'm sure that you have feelings for her since you cultivated her.”

Man, do I feel so good, and I can't wait to do more. As the crowd started to murmur, Anastasia did the unthinkable in my clan, "I, Anastasia Lufoque, challenge you, Samantha Emilia Parker, to a duel. If I win, you will renounce everything you own to me." Well, we know it won't be fair for me without a prize for me to receive on my side. "Okay. I accept your challenge, but if I win, you will commit to a blood pact that states you will be forced to do my bidding till I see fit to release you. Do you accept my terms?"

What woman wouldn’t feel flustered around him? He hands me the dagger, and I cut into my hand and then shake his. I can’t help but notice the lightest tingles and that my heart rate seems to speed up. His presence has more of an effect on me than I realized. I look in his eyes as I say, “I, Penelope Fox, pledge myself and my loyalty to the Moon Stone Pack and to Alpha Donovan Stone.” The corner of his mouth twitches up, before he corrects himself to having a straight face as he says, “I accept you, Penelope Fox, as a member of the Moon Stone Pack.”

Caleb pinched Penelope's chin with a faint smile. "Tell me, how should I make your death more painful? Should I throw a few big wolfhounds into the basement with you?" "No!" Penelope broke instantly, screaming. "I'll tell you! If I tell you, will you let me go?" His tone softened. "Of course." "Really?" "Really." His serious expression left no room for doubt. Her whole body shook as she stammered, "T-The people who adopted her… they came from Jouleston."

I pick her up from the ground and hold her in the air with her feet dangling. She simply laughs at my anger. “Do you think the warlock has only one place he is hiding? He is always hiding in plain sight,” Penelope says as she coughs trying to get a breath of air. I toss her against the wall, and she slides down with a smile on her face. “You are all so naïve. You think you are protected. You were never protected,” she says.