Fall Novel Novels & Stories

, I shrugged happily, “but it was totally worth it. He smiled sweetly at me before he got up from the bed. He stretched while I enjoyed the view, he was so beautiful. There wasn't one flaw to him. He’s perfect. “When you're quite finished ogling me, we should probably get in the shower.” he joked, wiggling his eyebrows at me as he picked me up and walked us into the ensuite bathroom. After a long shower where we enjoyed each other again and got a bit carried away, I got dressed and ran down to make breakfast and was almost finished when a loud knock at the back door almost made me drop the frying pan. “I think someone is trying to make a point”, joked Nathan as he opened the door revealing a

I walked backwards into Thale’s arms, while Fallon began to laugh icily. “You really are quite the human, Sophia Bell. I have to give you at least that.” I remained silent. Fallon took a deep breath in, before dropping the linen to the ground. I kept my eyes on his, not having any interest in seeing what was contained beneath it. He called out jovially, “I’d stand further back if I were you! Unless you want to be crushed or burnt to death.” Thale took my hand, and we walked some distance away, as did Fallon’s men.

I have no regrets. “How about something normal, though? It’d be a total mood killer if neither of us can figure out how to get it off.” Fallon rolls her eyes, spinning around to rummage through the top drawer of her dresser. “Fine.” She pauses, then turns back to me, a mischievous glint in her eye. “Or you could just skip the bra and panties, guys fucking love that.” “Gross!” I grab a pillow from beside me on the bed and toss it in Fallon’s direction.

The second I step into the main suite, several rooms full of golden sunshine arranged in a half moon circle, I’m greeted by the scent of lavender, which is odd. Finding Fallon curled in the fetal position with an ice pack on her head and the heaviest, darkest blankets Cathy could find draped over every window in the bedroom is even odder. Until I round the bed and get a good look at my wife. Then it makes sense. Fallon opens one sea green eye and promptly closes it with a soft groan. I turn to Cathy, my brows arched in a silent command for an explanation. She shrugs. “According to Uncle Magnus, she drank three bottles of wine last night in quick succession.”

“Fourteen years. That earns you something. But Drew? He’s got people now. Real people. You start sniffing around, they’ll notice. And they won’t care who took the fall.” Meekey smirked. “Let ‘em notice.” “You trying to get revenge?” She shook her head. “Not revenge.” He looked at her a long moment. “Then what?” “Balance.”

Reviews are always welcome and I love hearing from you. Octobers release is And the rain Fell... A scary love story with a few twists and turns.... Kat

He checked the amount and value of the recent harvest from the wasteland that was stated in the ledger. The yearly cross-house tournament was coming, and house Valentino had to offer their share of resources that would be used as part of the reward to give to the Victors. Rufus Valentino rubbed his forehead as he laid his back on the chair made from agar wood . Vampires don't really get tired, but they sure as hell aren't immune to frustration. "I should have a damn secretary for these stuffs" count Rufus muttered with exasperation in his tone.

And…where the hell is Natalia? I thought her flight was tomorrow, not today. --- Fallon Soft flakes of snow-kissed my head and shoulders as I walked along the sidewalk, my feet sinking in deep snow. The sky was a calm light gray today, the sun hidden among the snow-covered clouds. But I still felt its warmth. I huffed a visible breath and clenched my gloved fists inside my pockets. Only a few more steps to the store. I could say I’ve gotten used to the sheer cold of Norway, but really, I haven’t. I could’ve just wished Matt chose a tropical country over this…the country in the northernmost part of the world. I could’ve been tanned right now, bathing in the glorious summer sun. But paling ove

She opened the car door and exited without a backward glance. Rhys’s nostrils flared, but he followed her a heartbeat later, those sharp eyes of his constantly roving, searching for danger. Jules, Stella, and I scrambled after them. Fall Fest was one of the most anticipated events of the school year. Local businesses set up booths hawking seasonal food and products discounted for students—decadent hot chocolate and apple cider donuts, pumpkin pies and pulled-pork sandwiches. There were classic games and activities like bobbing for apples, tarot readings, and—because this was college—a tailgate where local alumni and students gathered to drink to their heart’s content.

Two years later Walking out of my Law and Business class I am gasping for a decent coffee. So, I go toward my car to one of the area's best coffee shops. Well, that’s my personal opinion, their pumpkin spice latte is to die for, and that’s the drink I am craving for right now. The fall season in Boston, Massachusetts is more breathtaking in person than what you see in pictures, in magazines, or on social media without those stupid filters. It’s the end of October and the leaves are this gorgeous red, brown, orange, and yellow color you could ever see in pictures, and I am here witnessing them falling from the trees around me.