Glass Blowing Classes Phoenix Novels & Stories

No worries love, I know what I'm doing!” He whispered to my ear, his breath blowing flames on my neck, increasing my thirst for him. His hungry gaze makes my entire figure tremble with desire, he lowers himself to my core, our eyes connected. Surely, he doesn't intend to… ~~~~ Oliver Kade, a ruthless billionaire werewolf is carrying the curse of an unmated Alpha, a charm that is rather a blessing, making him amazingly appealing to the senses to the point that no woman can resist him. He takes full advantage of it, sharing his bed with a different lady every single night. This ends one day when some unexpected innocent girl bumps into his office. Kylie Mathieson is working three part time jobs to support her brother in college and was always too busy for a love life. She gets a new job, but she finds herself in an unexpected situation in the CEO's office. She's about to be introduced to worlds she never dreamed to exist. First, the world of billionaires, where money can buy just about anything. Second, the world of magical creatures, where humans are lowly weaklings. She's used to none and she is in great danger. Not to mention that there is a prophecy where she's involved...

I had just been discharged from surgery for a collapsed lung when my boyfriend took me to a childhood friend’s birthday party. At the party, he yanked off my ventilator and used it to inflate party balloons. My chest seized violently, as if my lung had been torn open. Justin Miller turned to Sophie Shaw proudly and said, “See? This is so much easier than blowing them up with your mouth.” I gripped the doorframe. I was gasping as my vision blurred. “Justin, I need that to survive! I can’t breathe!” His expression darkened. “Sophie was kind enough to invite you to her birthday party. Know your place! Besides, she put in a lot of effort for this day and spent hours preparing for it. Are you really going to ruin the celebration?” I struggled to speak through the pain. “Is her surprise more important than my life?” I extended a trembling hand toward the ventilator, but Justin waved it aside. He said impatiently, “I already checked. You won’t die from holding your breath for just a moment. Don’t be so selfish!” At that moment, pain stabbed me in the chest, and I used every ounce of my strength to press the emergency call button my brother had given me.

During a battle with the vampires, I get injured by a silver dagger in order to protect my mate, Evan Stormhowl. Not only am I incapable of giving birth since then, but my wolf also sinks into an eternal slumber. Because of those reasons, I lose my status as the strongest warrior in the pack and become a laughingstock. For seven years, I grit my teeth and endure the mocking comments from others while doing my best to carry out my duties as the Luna, just so I can preserve Evan's dignity as the Alpha. But he can be seen with an arm wrapped around Lilian Wolfhart's waist at the hunting rite that's only hosted once per five years. When the celebratory banquet is in full swing, an elder named Lucas Nightshade clinks his wine glass while guffawing loudly. "Alpha Evan, I know you've been yearning for Lilian this whole time. Why don't you let her have your pup tonight?" The bonfire illuminates Lilian's bright red cheeks, making her look delicate and beautiful. I let out a cold chuckle before dumping a glass of red wine onto Lilian, who's still fantasizing about having Evan's pups. "I reject that suggestion! I, Erin Bloodmoon, will never share my mate with other she-wolves!" Since seven years have already passed, everyone else must have already forgotten that I'd rather have a dead mate than a disloyal one.

Every she-wolf in the Blackwood Pack envied me. Olivia Klein, the lowest-ranked Omega who married the most powerful Alpha, Dominic Blackwood. Yet none knew the truth of my torment. The Phoenix mark on my neck made me Dominic Blackwood’s Luna—but it never made me his choice. For five years, I endured his hatred, the pack’s scorn, and the crushing weight of a prophecy no one believed. And when the car crash nearly stole our unborn child from me, my desperate calls went unanswered. Instead, Dominic moved his ex into our bedroom. That’s when I understood: prophecies lie. Marks fade. And some battles? Aren’t worth fighting. For the sake of my child, I was resolved to leave. But tell me, why did that callous, heartless Alpha suddenly have regrets?

On the one-year anniversary of the company's public listing, my wife, Susan Lynn, publicly announced that she was gifting a supercar worth millions of dollars to her childhood friend, Charles Baker. Charles, with his arm around her shoulder, raised his glass and said, "Thank you, Susan. Here's a toast to our friendship!" I let out a derisive laugh and walked away. Susan, feeling upset, chased after me, shouting, "Angus, what's your problem? What's wrong with me giving the top salesperson a supercar? You're just a useless waste of space, and you still dare to throw a tantrum!"

Viola Giovanni's hitherto boring life as an accountant becomes a lot more exciting when, one night, after closing late from work, she stumbles on a murder scene. The perpetrator? Only the notorious mafia boss, Alvarez Italo- one of the most powerful, most ruthless men in the country. She first-hand sees proof of it that night. And he sees her. He definitely knows she's a problem; a witness. While, to her surprise, he lets her live, he doesn't let her go. And it will take her a while to realize that she's been caught in the web of a dangerous obsession with one of the most lethal men out there When he begins to feature in her life in unsettling ways- stalking her, breaking into her house, leaving her notes, as well as nearly blowing off the head of a possible boyfriend, she realizes that she's in deep trouble. She tries to run… That is when he kidnaps her and confines her to his villa, to be released on the condition that she falls in love with him. Viola tells him it will be over her dead body. And in the ensuing struggle between brain and heart, as she promises to hate him for life, Alvarez swears that she will be his come hell or high water.

"You keep saying he died of black magic, but you're not telling me exactly how he died. If what you're saying is true... what happened to him??" I ask her with a raise of my brows. "The magic consumed him. He became power hungry. He started absorbing the powers from members of our coven. He wanted it all for himself. He had to be put down. He had to be stopped" She explains "Mom, what are you saying? Are you insinuating what I think you are? What do you mean he had to be put down??" The windows to her room bang open and cool breeze is rushing in, making the papers in her room fly haphazardly. "Layla, you have to calm down." She motions towards me. "So the coven killed him?? They killed my father and you didn't do anything about it????" I scream at the top of my lungs, the lights still flickering, tears pooling in my eyes and wind blowing in through the windows. "He killed two people from our coven! His eyes were completely black! The magic had completely taken over him. Your dad wasn't there anymore. So yes, we killed him to protect the rest of the coven…"

Wanting to escape the turmoil last year had caused, my mom thought a fresh start was what we needed, so we moved to a different country. My first clash with the three Glass brothers happened at the airport, and ever since then, they’ve been everywhere I go. Turns out they’re my neighbors and the golden boys of my new high school too. I want to stay away from them and focus on maintaining my GPA and the drama-free life I promised myself, but it’s not working. There’s a dangerously strong pull between us that feels almost unreal. My pulse trips over itself when they’re near, my blood boils when I see them with other girls, and my body betrays me, craving their slightest touch. It’s confusing, maddening and especially aggravating. The fact that all three of them look like they had stepped out of a dark fantasy novel written by a woman with unrealistic expectations wasn’t helping the case. Then I witnessed horror—bones snapping and reforming, fur replacing skin. The Glass brothers aren’t humans; they are beasts, Lycans, Supreme Alphas, and just as I thought things couldn’t get worse, they tell me the pull I have been feeling is because I’m mated to them—all three of them. But luckily, I have the chance to reject them, and I’m going to take it, because I’m just an ordinary human girl. I am not Beauty. And this certainly isn’t Beauty and the Beasts. Warning!!! Extremely graphic and explicit erotic content.

Rain Miller was always treated as an outcast in the Shadow pack. She was adopted by one of the most honored Wolf Guardians, Emma Miller. The Shadow Pack was considered a strong breed of werewolves, the most feared and ferocious pack in the southeast. The Shadow pack was known to be the only pack in history to ever have an Ultima wolf, the most powerful and ruthless wolf to ever exist. Rain never knew her true ranking as a she-wolf among the 3 existing classes: The Subordinates, The Guardians, and the Elites. Raised by a Guardian, she was ranked as a warrior, trained to fight and defend her pack at all costs. When a rogue attack threatens her pack’s survival, Rain will face the biggest challenge of all. She is the last of her family that has access to her pack’s secrets. She has two choices. Protect her pack or follow her birthright. She took a vow to fight for a pack that disowns her, but Rain will only endure what she can handle. She will have to decide if she is willing to betray her people and the man she loves, or she will risk the extinction of the Shadow Pack.

My beautiful savior's eyes blazed with fury as he leaned in, his voice low and rumbling. “Little one, how do you envision their deaths?” he asked, his words dripping with power and command. I swallowed hard, my mind spinning. Their deaths? I have never thought about the end of this, They are my family. “I...I don't know,” I stammered, my voice barely audible. Fear constricted my throat, making it hard to breathe. Maybe I was blowing this out of proportion. My savior's expression softened as if he could feel my fear. “Take your time, little one,” he whispered, his voice gentle. “Their fate is now in your hands.” Fiona had always faced cruelty at the hands of her father, stepsister, and her stepmother. Tagging her as the unfortunate one of the family who had killed her mother. Until the day when her father sold her to the alpha king to pay for his debts. Fiona thought life would be better anywhere away from home and took the chance but how can a human girl survive in a werewolf world with lots of enemies? Her hope for freedom suddenly becomes blurry and now she has to fight even harder for love and respect.