First Of A Series Novels & Stories

It was the first comfort I’d felt in days. I closed my eyes, basking in the warmth of the sun that bathed the room. The light was soothing, calming the chaos in my mind. But then, just as quickly as it came, the warmth vanished, replaced by a cold shadow that loomed over me. My heart raced, and I knew, without looking, who it was. Slowly, I opened my eyes. The Alpha stood above me, his silver-grey eyes locked onto mine. He raised an eyebrow, watching me intently. His expression was unreadable—somewhere between amusement and fury.

she said, using he left hand to grab Melvin's face by the chin and slowly moved his face to her direction so his gaze is placed on her, Then, like as if she bewitched him, Melvin also continued his gaze on her, he looked at her just the same he was just looking at me, Such a gaze was so beautiful and deeping, Alexia must have noticed it, and just like that, she was sucked in, into his daze-like gaze. Then, Alexia softly placed her hand on his slim long neck, pulls his face close enough to hers, she rubbed her lips against his, and kisses him passionately once more time. I stood there and witnessed all this unfold before me, and immediately I was plunged into dismay, I couldn't help but think

Before I could react, she let out a scream and collapsed heavily onto the floor. Loki rushed in at the noise. When he saw Alice sprawled there, he hurled the plate in his hand toward me. It shattered at my feet, shards slicing into my calf. He stared at me, his eyes burning with rage. "Melissa, if anything happens to Alice, you'll be expelled from the pack!"

“But I have to do this, guys. I can’t always be the only one running because of the nightmare those people bring.” “Instead, you will chase after them?” Koko asked. I nodded. “Better be the first one to attack, right?” I smirked. “Now, gather all the information you can get about this group. We will be hunting them.” As we do our first job, everything will start to change, especially things about my life.

" She bit the inside of her cheek. If this is what it feels like to have s*x, then she wasn't sure what she has been doing before. That man took her first time. Still, she didn't care anymore. Sebastian leaned down to kiss her pu**y while his hand moved up, to squeeze her breasts. She moaned, louder... louder than ever and her eyes were closed as she felt her tongue grazing against her heat. The wetness of it and the things he was doing... couldn't be explained. He knew exactly what he was doing. Setting the pace to her liking... going slower at first.... then, fast and when she was left breathless, he slowed it again. His main focus was the little bundle of her nerves. His teeth dug into it

“Tell me what’s going on.” I take a deep breath, steadying myself before I begin. “It’s about my One. Or rather . . . my Ones.” I glance at Akin and then at River, my heart racing as I try to explain the situation as clearly as possible. “I thought Akin was my One. I felt the connection, the power, everything. But then something happened with River.” Mother frowns, confusion flashing across her face. “What do you mean, something happened with River?”

he said to the black guy and sat it down in front of him. “Thanks,” the black guy said and downed the remaining liquid in his glass and shoved it aside. He picked up the fresh drink and held it in his hand. His fingers tightened around it like a vice. “Dude, were you working here when they first had an orgy here?” D.W. asked. “I mean the very first time. Before they started charging?” Tommy chuckled. “No, I started on the first official week as a bouncer.” “Well, you might want to hear about the very first time. This guy was here,” the black guy said.

Inside, beneath false pages, was a thin carbon-layered note sheet and a tiny graphite stylus. She began to write in shorthand: Dorian: 1st test passed. Alert. Watch, wait. Lucio: Watch too closely. Interferes. Loose variable. Dangerous. Security: East corridor, 1 cam, live. Locked office (possible access point). Viviane: Cold. Evaluating. Threat level: Medium. No sign of Harry alone yet. She paused. Then, added: Miss him. Already. Weak moment. Controlled it. Not again. She folded the sheet into the false spine of the book and closed it.

The cuffs-turned-ropes, the suspicion in his eyes, and the green within them that found me familiar and didn’t yet know why. The first time Tristan said “Evie” like it could be a promise, and the first time I believed it. The kitchen’s warmth, the nursery’s lullabies, the way the pack began to rest against me before any bond was spoken aloud. And then his kiss—no, not first; so much had come before—but yes, that first real one, the kind that tells the bones the truth the mouth is still afraid to say.

CHAPTER 49 — continued (Luna King style) I don’t remember the exact moment something inside me snapped. All I knew was that one second, I was on the floor trying to breathe— and the next, my body moved before my mind caught up. I stood. Too fast. Dizzy. Unsteady. My vision blurred, my throat tight, my chest burning. There was this framed photo on my shelf— me and Dad at my first school exhibit. I was smiling. He was smiling. Everything felt so simple then. I hated it.