Emily Mcintire Books Novels & Stories

Risk is a noble cause! Smirking at her thoughts, Emily trudged to the stairs, burning with impatience and anticipation. It seemed to her that the door was really unlocked, that she, going up to it, would open it, go outside, pass through the dark corridors, bypassing all the guards, if there was one, of course. And if they suddenly notice her, she will turn into a formidable she-wolf and show them where the crayfish hibernate. She will arrange such a thing for them that she won’t show herself a little, and then, with her head held high, she will leave this terrible place. Yes! She would leave to rush in a fast run to the one who, as it seemed to her, was very worried about her and was waitin

Hunter’s POV She was dirty, smelly, and so beautiful. Mine. Finally, something only mine. I was sick and tired of the endless parade of women, whether she-wolf or human, that kept coming to my bed. They were always there, looking for comfort, for something from me, but it never felt right. It was just bodies, hunger, and routine. I had only one child, a girl, and even with her, something felt missing. No one cared about connection, just survival and need. But with Emily, something shifted. She felt different from everyone else, untamed, mysterious; nothing about her seemed forced or desperate; she wasn’t here for what she could get. She was just herself. For the first time in a long while, I

What was happening to her? Before she did anything else, Emily wanted to pick a few choice books to sneak into her bag. Her allowance wasn’t much and college was expensive as fuck. Surely her step-father could spare some of his high- quality smut for charity? Emily’s eyes devoured the titles, trying to choose just one or two was impossible. She wanted to dump the entire shelf into her bag, to run away and find a cozy nook and to read all of them until their spines broke.