Day And Night Jacob And Renesmee Novels & Stories

he adds quietly. “Of course you are always right,” she responds automatically. “Now come back to me, my prince,” she grabs his arm. Kannax chuckles, “You know how to say the right thing.” He turns around and trails her lips with his fingers. Just as before the messengers have entered, the chamber is alive with movements and murmurs again. The moons-light coming through the windows is dimmed out under the influences of the witstones hanging around the chambers, though the two on the bed could not care less, busy with themselves.

His manly scent conquered my nose, and I suddenly forgot where we are right now. I felt a soft cushion at my back the moment he dropped me on a bed. He held my foot tightly then widely opened my legs. “Ugh!” I screamed, my chest heaving up and down. Fuck. “It will take us two days or so before we reach the Red Blood Throne, and in those two days, I want to busy myself of something. And I want you.” Jacob’s hot fingers clawed on my legs as he tied the rope on it to the corner of the bed, causing me to be wide open for him.

Jake “Jake, wake up” I turned to the other side and continued to sleep. “Jake!” Trojan yells causing my head to hurt. “Go to sleep Trojan, we have a long day tomorrow.” I tell him then close my eyes trying to get more sleep. “There is something wrong with mate.” He says, and I feel irritated just by hearing that.

We made love into the night, and at that moment, I knew our lives together couldn't have been more perfect. *** The faint rays of morning sunshine streamed in through the window the following morning, alerting me to the start of a new day. My Alphas were still sleeping, and I needed to speak with Daphne about Balista. This would have to end, and we had to figure out a way to take Rush Balista down… once and for all. We got lucky last night. I don't want to take the chance that he might get lucky and kill someone I love one day.

In the mornings, he could hear her throwing up but he couldn't help her because her door was locked. Luckily, in the past few days, Stefani has been in a good mood and allowed Jacob to sleep beside her. Jacob had just come home from work when he saw Stefani sleeping soundly. He slowly approached and sat on the bed to kiss her. However, no matter how gentle he was, Stefani still woke up. She smiled as she faced him. "What time is it? I fell asleep waiting for you." Jacob returned her smile and kissed her forehead. "It's dawn. Go back to sleep."

REBECCA It was a breathtaking afternoon; the sun radiating its warm golden rays upon the vast field that stretched out before us. Anticipation filled my body as I stood there, my eyes fixed on the horizon, eagerly waiting for the one I loved, Dominic. Just when I thought it would never answer my longing, there he appeared as if the very fabric of nature had responded to my call. As he emerged from the shadows, Dominic’s appearance shifted, and he transformed into his magnificent werewolf form. The sight of him was simply breathtaking, with his powerful muscles and shiny fur. It glimmered in the sunlight, leaving me momentarily speechless.

It's about to erupt. I smile a feral grin, feeling my blood pumping, my heart racing. This is going to be fun. Adam and Jacob rush at each other, their snarls filling the air. They meet in the middle, their claws and fangs bared. They grapple with each other, both looking for an advantage. It's clear that Adam is the stronger werewolf, his muscles rippling and his strength formidable. But Jacob is fast and nimble, avoiding Adam's attacks and landing his own. Adam slams his claws into Jacob's side, making him howl in pain. Jacob tries to shake off the attack, but he's clearly losing ground. Adam snarls and bears down on him, his teeth bared. He tackles Jacob to the ground, pinning him down. J

**POV Alpha King Gideon** I woke up nervous in the middle of the night. The room was dimly lit by lightning, and the sound of thunder echoed through my room. My wolf, Ragnar, was restless, eager to go out again in the middle of the night in search of his mate. Controlling him was becoming increasingly difficult; the strength of the bond was too strong, and I had never desired someone so intensely. I had never wanted so badly to bury myself in someone and possess them for myself, and something told me that the person I was looking for was not Cassandra Connery.

By now it’s mid-afternoon and outside, gray clouds and light rain tapping on the window promises another stormy day. I’m perched on Marshall’s lap with his hand stroking up and down my back. The rest of the pack have spread themselves out on the couches and colorful rugs on the floor as we tell them about the mating ceremony we hope to have over the weekend. “It was Jenna’s idea. What do you think, Dayne?” Marshall asks. Although Dayne still has a line creasing his forehead that he’s had since our news about the shifters, he’s not as angry now. I think it has something to do with Talis sleeping in his arms.

Haven growled, her eyes flashing angrily momentarily showing her wolf, "we were probably woken earlier than usual-" "N-No.." Vale stuttered, she paused when everyone's eyes glued to her, "it is the same time as yesterday-" Haven's fiery gaze launched on her but before she could say anything, a voice interrupted- "The sun will not rise today. This is your first Dark Day, but I assure you, it will not be your last," A uniformed voice explained, Madam causally walking in our midst as we immediately separated into 2 straight lines.