Eda X Raine Mga Nobela at Kwento

All I know is that their emperor is called an Alpha and they do also have humans as slaves in their empires, but I know nothing about how their system works. No, I'm not a vampire. Sometimes, I wish I was a vampire because my life would have been way easier than it is now, but I'm not. If you are wondering who I am, my name is Rayne, Rayne Carson. I'm the one who learned that being gifted can sometimes be a curse.

Jax groaned. "Yes! Fuck me Jax!" Raine moaned. It was hard and fast. Jax made it last as long as he could. Finally, both of their climaxes hit, and they collapsed onto the bed. Both were panting and trying to catch their breath. "Damn baby! I think I've died and gone to heaven." Jax moaned. "I think I just came back from a visit." Raine agreed. Raine quit her job at Shakes-N-More. She helped Jax get the bar more organized. They got a new register and hired another part time bartender, Blade's old lady Carmen.

I also wasn’t surprised though. “Well, I am not Caroline. And unlike Caroline, I had no intention of ever letting Alex go. He is Mine, and I am his, and making advances towards him will not be tolerated and I know that most if not all women with mates in this pack will stand by me in not wanting any of you near him,” Raine said with an authoritative and decisive tone. Goddess it was hot watching her claim me. Normita seemed to be shocked and at a loss of words and it made it all the better.

"I'm here trying to rest; you guys are fighting like cat and mouse." "Sorry babe," Daniel replied, hugging Grace by rubbing her back gently. "What happened to you? Why are you so pale?" "Can we all sit first," I nodded, taking a seat beside Rachel as Daniel passed a glass of water to Grace, who she gladly accepted, giving him small but gentle.

Meira announced walking into the room with Gabe. “Hey buddy, can you help me carry the small bags? They are not heavy.” Raine said. “Sure.” Gabe beamed and went to work carrying out the smaller bags downstairs. “I’ll miss this place.” Meira muttered. "But this is for the best.” Raine watched her as she looked around the bedroom and he made a silent vow to make her so damn happy that she’d not even remember who Richard was.

Many businessmen wanted to approach Damien but his cold, unapproachable aura stopped them, they had to sit and wait for any availabile opportunity. Cara happily chatted with the socialites, making business deals and partnerships while her heart was panicking, she could feel her blood run cold every time her eyes drifted to Eric's direction. "Hi, I am Raine Fordson," a blond woman stretched her hand for a handshake. "I never expected the president of the famous Black Lake groups to be a woman. It came as a big shock," Raine said as she shook hands with Cara. "Have we met before?" Cara asked even though she knew that they had. Raine Fordson was Damien's date at Rafael's auction party.

—————— An hour later…. Steam billowed in her bathing chamber. It had taken servants nearly half and hour just to wash the grime off her hair. Now she soaked in a massive porcelain tub, the warm water cloudy with lavender oil, milk and expensive soap. She scrubbed her raw skin. Again. Again. And Again. Four hours. Until she felt something of herself return. Raine had been sent back to Bluemoon pack by Alpha Damian’s order. Raul had already been dismissed to the lower guards quarters. Marisa was alone, surrounded by silence and the scent of citrus and smoke.

His arms were at his sides and his jaw was set and he was looking at the floor outside the room door like he didn't know what to do with his eyes. Maxton walked straight to him. Xander looked up and said nothing. He just moved slightly to the side so Maxton could see through the open door. Maxton looked and his heart clenched painfully and it felt like an invisible hand was clutching it tightly. Raina was on the floor. On her knees in the middle of the room with the cracked briefcase a few feet away from her and her hands flat on her thighs and her back straight. She wasn't moving. She wasn't making a sound. She was just kneeling there staring at the bed with an expression that was the most

she explained to her. Raine stopped with her hands on her waist. She had long curly hair cascading down her back. At 17, she was 5'5ft, an average height for a girl of her age. She was medium-sized and curvy. She glared at her boyfriend with her deep brown eyes burning holes into the back of his head. “Come on Raine, it would be fun." Natalie probed. “ No, I'm not doing it. I know I'm dating Austin but that doesn't mean I should hang out with you guys and do things I don't want to." she voiced out.